13th

“Halloween huh?”

“Mista? I’m like two years older then you at MOST! I’m not Mr yet.”

15 year old Zeed toven look puzzle as he stare at the 13 year old kid.

Zeed atire isn’t aything like he would wear yet. Still rocking that red scarf and a bit on the shorter side. Zeed breath a sigh of relief as he heard stomach grumbling sound.

But no from him.

“Here.” 

Zeed without even asking hands Kazumi half his share. There was bread of all kind of flavor. Sweet, Sour, Salty…eitc etic.

“ I was hungry and didn’t had money so i “borrowed” from some people who already had plenty. Since your hungry and i got to much here. Let’s eat it here. I know this isn’t the best place but i don’t want a chance of them finding us.”

Zeed squat down and began to devour his as Zeed simply motion her to enjoy herself also.

After all….she pretty cool. Not snitching back then make her alright in Zeed books.

“But I don’t think I know your name? What else am I suppose to call you, mister?”

“Two years older? Then how how old are you?”

She had no idea how old she even was, so if this guy thought he was that much older than her then maybe she could use it as a hint. The knowledge might awaken some memory in her, who knows. Though the moment he gave her some food, her demeanor completely changed from one full of curiosity to joy.

“Wow! Really? Thanks!”

Eating enough to stop her stomach’s angry wolf impersonation, the girl was very happy. The flavors weren’t like anything she remember having before. Though that is probably because she doesn’t remember eating anything before this. One of the few things amnesia could be good for. Once she felt satisfied enough, she spoke up again.

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“GET THAT LITTLE THIEF!”

“EAT SHIIIIITTT! IF THERE ANYTHING ZEED TOVEN GOOD AT IT’S RUNNING AWAY!”

All Zeed ever wanted was some warm fragging food.

He had a roof over his head and a guardian. But that roof often leaks and said guardian physically ABUSE him if Zeed don’t cough up the goods after a heist. Having not much of a parent to teach him anything like morals. Zeed okay with lying, stealing, and whatever the hell it took to survive. He not some never satisfy hole of greed. Zeed….just wanted what every other kid had man. He might never had those bonds. But he can at least eat like those other kids.

Being just arrive in this city with NO money. Zeed first thief was some rich man bakery as Zeed surpingly quick on his feet as he turn the corner and bump into some long hair wide eye girl as Zeed drag her to a nearby alley and shove some curry bread to her as Zeed pursuer angry voices can be heard.

“DAMN THAT LITTLE GINGER STREET RAT! NEXT TIME I FIND HIM I’M GONNA SKIN HIS SKINNY ASS!”

Meanwhile Zeed putting a finger over his lips. Eyes PLEADING for this strange girl not to say or make a noise as it look like the people Zeed running from about to leave.

With no memories to lean on, poor Kazumi was completely lost in a city like this. She didn’t know who to turn to or who to ask for help. To top it all off, she was hungry so everything was pretty overwhelming. All she could do was wonder around and something could bring her memories back. That was until someone pulled her into an alley.

The bread he shoved her smelled delicious, though she was soon distracted from that by angry yelling. Even an amnesiac could put two and two together and figure out that they were looking for this guy. She would have spoken up too, if they didn’t say some awful threats, so she stayed silent as she stared at the stranger. 

“...”

Once it seems like the pursuers were out of earshot, she finally spoke up. Her voice in a whisper just in case she might have misjudged.

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“Hi, I’m Kazumi and I have 0 memories of anyone or anything.”

Her eyes stared at the message on her phone before shifting to look at her surroundings, seemingly bustling city. Everything was unfamiliar to her, although the message told her not to worry about where she was, she really did. She kinda was, as she couldn’t remember anything. Outside was perhaps the worst location for this thing to happen.

Saint-Germain smiles down at the girl, and holds it out to her. “Then please, take it. I understand how frightening it could be to lose something so important.”

She looks down to her side, and puts her other hand in her coat pocket, shuffling around for a bit until she’s found it–the crystal heart that she put so much time, so many lives, into. The lapis philosophorum. She doubts this girl would try to snatch it–perhaps a hasty decision, but she looks very kind–and even if it was stolen, it’s not as if it’s particularly useful at the moment. It glimmers in the sunlight as she puts her other hand out, showing it off. “If I lost this, I don’t know what I’d do with myself.”

“Hehe, yeah it would have been really scary to lose this.”

Taking back her earring, she puts it back in its rightful place on her ear. After it was inserted, she flicked it to make sure it was secure and was not going to fall out again. Her lips curling into a smile as it softly rang out. Though her attention quickly drifted from the accessory to what the other pulled out, it was beautiful. Ahoge wriggling as she watched the gem glisten.

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“Oh, um, excuse me. I think you dropped this?” A small silver bell rings in Saint-Germain’s hand as she tries to get the attention of the young girl skipping along the road.

Something felt really off, like she was missing a piece of herself or something. But she couldn’t figure out why until she heard that very familiar bell.  Quickly swiveling around to face where the sound came from.

villain megucas are the best :3c and oriko will be a fun challenge to write, i always liked her a bunch

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