Oak town is a bastion of history, rich with knowledge of the past. Alicia was well aware of the opportunity oak town had presented itself as a fountain of wisdom and knowledge. Ever since Alicia had joined the ranks of the esteemed Rune Knights, Alicia found her free time dwindling. It didn’t really bother her, since she would rather train or work, that…. And there was also the fact that she had little to no friends outside of work. She had become good acquaintances with a few of her fellow Rune Knights, but she was not close enough to actually spend time with them outside the work space. Even so Alicia was perfectly fine spending her afternoons customizing and modifying and maintaining her firearms while enjoying a glass or of whiskey. She was small and petite but her hobbies and interest were very masculine and boyish, underneath her feminine and very lady like appearance.
Today she wore a cute white dress, with black floral patterns. Over the dress she wore a white cardigan with a matching bag. In her bag was some make up, mints, and her trusty M1911. She could have simply had the said firearm stowed away in it’s own pocket dimension, however having a physical firearm was something Alicia appreciated. Tucked under one of her arms were two books that she was returning. The book was about historical records of previous wars and battles waged across earthland, the other book was an anthology of earthland poetry. Alicia did enjoy masculine hobbies but in her heart and core, she was a fair maiden, who enjoyed cheesy romance poems and heartfelt romance novels. She felt a tinge of regret, since she found that she had less and less time to read and enjoy her other hobbies.
After turning the corner Alicia found herself in front of one of Oak town's prestigious book stores. She entered with excitement in her heart. She was eager to return her books and browse for new pieces of literature to immerse herself in. She presented the books she borrowed and promptly returned them. Never in her life was she ever late in returning a book, to her returning a book late was a cardinal sin. Turning in a book late could rob someone’s opportunity to read said book, so despite Alicia’s busy schedule she always made sure she could find the time to return all her books in a timely manner.
She found herself navigating the labyrinth of bookshelves, her small delicate fingers traced the spines of the leather rebound books. It was peaceful, it was nice, it was something that Alicia missed. She found herself lost in the moment, recalling how she met a very important person in her life in a very similar setting. Alicia paused looking down at a scarlet red book, one the spine was written in golden letters: Love Bravely by Alastor Dawn…
Alicia felt as if a knife stabbed into her heart. A lump in her throat began to form as she reached out to the book, her hand gently caressed the book as if she was holding the hand of a lover. She looked around as if expecting someone… yet there was no one there… Alicia looked down at the book lovingly and spoke to herself. “You recommended this book to me…
” her voice was soft sewed together with a thread of sorrow. She sighed and attempted to gather her bearings. “I don’t really want to read this at home alone…”
Alicia murmured as she took the necklace around her neck. It was a beautiful necklace made of silver, and on the necklace was two rings one ring was the perfect size for Alicia to wear, the other was slightly bigger obviously meant for someone with bigger hands. She held the two rings in the palm of her hand. She reminisced silently before putting the necklace back on. She didn’t bother tucking and hiding the rings away, so the necklace dangled around her neck, hanging the two rings above where her heart would be.
Alicia quietly looked for a vacant seat, but unfortunately all the solitude places where she would usually read was taken. While searching for a seat Alicia’s curiosity got the better of her, she opened the book and began to read. Her peripherals faded as she focused on the words arranged in beautiful sentences on the pages of the book. Eventually she found her way to a vacant seat by the window and sat herself down completely absorbed by the words in front of her.
The book was another collection of poems. Alicia read out loud a short poem softly to herself...“Oh she's got an orchestra of sorrows
A symphony of misery
But at the sound of her voice I’ll surely follow
When she smiles, when she laughs,
that’s best song she sings to me”
Something broke, and tears began to well up Alicia’s eyes, she quickly shut the book closed and put it on a table next to the chair she sat in. She wiped the forming tears from her eyes trying to bottle up the surge of emotions that had just blind sided her. She closed her eyes and forced herself to calm down, trying to shove a surge of memories back. After a few seconds she was able to steel herself, and when she opened her eyes she noticed….. A sword? A large sword….
Alicia looked up, unintentionally making eye contact with the gentleman in front of her. Alicia was sure she was alone, then she realized that she must have been too focused on reading to notice that there was a person sitting in front of her. Alicia slowly began to turn red, Alicia usually kept a cool confident aura about her, never did she dare to present any emotional weakness to anyone. Yet here she was in front of a stranger who had just seen her cry. She immediately grabbed her book and attempted to escape, but in her rush her hand slipped and the book tumbled from her grasp and landed next to the stranger. “Damn it…”
Alicia cursed at herself, trying to avoid eye contact with the man that sat in front of her. “S-sorry to bother you…”
Alicia stammered, kicking herself mentally for losing her cool.
Personal Total: 1,052
TWC: 1,521@Sir Leonard