#volkvinhellsing

The female had no real reason for being there other than pure curiosity she had her own weapons, from knives to guns her favorite by far though what her whip, a whip she called forth from her dark energy, demonic energy she lovingly called it the ‘Shadow Rose’ since the handle had rose like designs. Along side the whip she could call forth her scythe however those two were limited it took a vast amount of energy  to use either of the two more than likely after a battle the female would be comatose for a good day or two while her body built up her energy once again.

Her heeled boots tapped against the floor below, the sound creating a soft echo as she made her way along the line not having seen nor heard anyone the entire time part of her wondered if security was even there.. then again with the place being what it was she guessed loud noises and noisy people weren’t welcomed.

The female paused as she felt the change in the areas power balance someone else had entered, some one powerful normally it wasn’t as easy for the demon to sense another presence meaning whom ever had entered was indeed powerful.

Closing her eyes she took a slight sniff of the air attempting to catch a scent as well as making herself look stupid in the process hearing a few chuckles. Puffing out her cheeks in a huff the female turned to follow the invisible trail her curiosity shifting from the weapons to this mysterious being, was it good?. bad? indifferent? male? female?.

Getting closer she paused giving a light cough, yes this was definitely a male someone of such power in a place like this almost seemed laughable as she continued to follow once she found out she would be satisfied well.. she hopped she would be.

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[[taking place in Vacuo, just outside Shade Academy, a few years before RWBY Vol 1]]

“All right, my small, colorful friend~!” The young man in the bowler hat knelt beside the girl with a mischievous grin on his face. “This is the small-time stuff. Once we get through this sand-infested hellscape, we can hitch a ride up to the top; to the big cities with the big wallets!” His visible green eye shone with passion and Neo couldn’t help but grin with excitement, herself. She took out her knife from a small pouch on her belt.

“Whoa, whoa, easy there, not yet.” He gently guided the knife back into her bag. “We really gotta find something you can carry around and hide that thing in,” he mumbled, standing up again and grabbing his gun-cane that leaned against the wall in the alley. Neo stared curiously at it before grinning again, blinking up at her companion and pointing at the weapon.

“You want a cane? Ha! Sorry, squirt, that’s my calling card.” Neo’s eyes blinked again and she looked down sadly. “However~” Roman tried to rectify the situation, walking behind her and guiding her over to the edge of the road. “Maybe we can find a little.. matchiiiiing...” he turned this way and that until he spotted a woman walking in the hot sun with a parasol for cover, “UMBRELLA!

“Excuse me, madam~,” Roman hurried over into the road to approach the passerby, “but my little sister here has been dying under the sun. She burns easy, you see.” Neo hid herself in Roman’s shadow, playing up the pathetic little sister act as she clung to Roman’s duster. “We don’t have much to offer, but if you could find it in your heart to part with that lovely parasol, we’d be forever grateful. Ha, as it is, she won’t let go of my shadow for even a second! If only we had another hat or cover....”

The woman took pity on the two and offered her pink parasol to the girl. She pat her on the head. Neo was visibly vexed, but her smile remained (forced as it was) as the woman waved farewell and went off to buy another one somewhere. Roman laughed heartily, waving the newly acquired purse in his hands. “Aha! Two birds with one stone~! How do ya like that, Neo? We can use this money to spruce up that pretty parasol for you and get you the perfect weapon. Sound-” his eye caught sight of a figure approaching and his tone changed, darkening. “...good.... Stay behind me, Neo,” he muttered, standing in front of her as the man grew closer.

Riku was watching tv in the living room. He raised an eyebrow at something the tv showed. He looked into the kitchen where the other was making them food. “What is Christmas?” The little keyblade master asked.

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