You can see their eyes upon you, watching. They don't seem to take you seriously as you explain your plight and your intentions, yet you do not blame them, for you too would have thought the same had you been in their shoes. But this was your way in. If you could take care of this guy and demand the town guard to allow you to transfer him to the Rune Knights Headquarters, you'd have a proper reason for being there. One more believable than returning a badge entrusted to you…
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The guard captain looked at the brunette in front of him, the woman far too slim to truthfully claim having had a proper meal down somewhere in the past few weeks. Her face was gaunt, but the emerald eyes glaring back at him were fierce and alert, mayhaps even more demanding than her physical disposition made believable. At least the intent was there? The man looked her over once more and shook his head, a sorrowful frown creasing his balding head. "I'm sorry sweetheart, but you don't quite meet the requirements to take this guy down-- with all due respect, of course, but you're kinda," he gestured at her figure, making the brunette flinch ever so slightly. Yes, she knew the gaunt expression currently plastered upon her face was all but convincing, but she needed this. "Sir, with all due respect- my physique should be the least of your worries. I'll find and apprehend this murderer without any-"
"We cannot afford to take any chances, kid." The captain grumbled, cutting her off. "If you fail I have another casualty on my hands, which I'd rather not. You're not willing to show me anything else to back up your claim, neither skill nor magic proficient enough to stand your ground, because…?" "I have my reasons, sir. I cannot." The man sighed. "It's quite simple then, miss. No proof, no clearance. If there's anything else I can be of help with, tell me now; if not, you may leave. I have other things to take care of." Tsuna tried to say something, but the sudden glare thrown her way made her simmer down immediately, leaving the office in defeat.
Tsuna was well aware that she looked more beggar than warrior at this point, partially to blame for allowing Anastasia to have kept the reigns on their body for so long. Especially after having been 'released' back into the world after her time with Medeia, she had noticed the Otherworlder stuck on her body had been in a state of mourning and heartbreak after realising she had been one of many rather than one of a kind. Regardless of her gratitude towards the affection after having lived in fear of any physical contact for so long, Anastasia had been left to mope for quite some time, neglecting the body they shared until it had become this-- an empty husk lacking the energy it once held. With Anastasia's consciousness having faded back into the background, Tsuna had taken over again and had started mending the damage done; it had helped to a point, but not much more.
What they needed to progress was money, a steady income and a roof over their heads. Helping take in this murderer would've been the perfect opportunity to rake in some coin and prove herself capable enough despite being a foreigner. Perhaps even landing herself a recommendation so she could apply for the recruitment program of the Rune Knights, which seemed the most efficient way in gaining all of the above.
As she walked onto the cobblestone streets Tsuna patted the wrench at her side, which was a poor excuse for a weapon, but still better than nothing. If she didn't get the bounty contract by asking, she'd just have to bring the man in as is and show them wrong instead…. Now all she had to do was locate him. And nothing beats finding a fugitive like dipping into the mind of one herself.
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