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{SAPPHIRE NIKOS POV}
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'That kid... he's strong...' i think to myself as i watched the kid dragged his two friends away.
Travelers... yeah... travelers in the sense that they are going somewhere... the other two is a street orphan while the cloaked kid? Yeah.... he's not one of them.
The kid is strong, i can feel it.. really skilled too.. my instinct is screaming at me that i am not looking at a 12 year old kid.. but more like.. a student in a hunter school.
The kid may not notice it but i can see a few speck of blood on one of his shoes when it peeked out of the cloak, the sand covered most of it but if somebody is as experienced as i am with blood.. they would notice it.
But from what i see, the kid doesn't have the presence of a.. killer or even someone that would do anything to harm a person.
He's like a... a naive and good hearted kid... maybe the blood is from the kid defending his friends or something.... that's probably it..
I let out a sigh and shake my head as i continue to walk to my original destination before i bumped into the kid.
Speaking of the kid, its pretty cute that he got awestruck by my looks, not that i am ugly by any means.. from what i see everytime i look at the mirror, i could be considered as extremely beautiful considering that Aura is basically a free skincare routine and me being an active huntress also make my body really healthy which only help me become even more beautiful.
But i wasn't lying when i said that people that actually know me, don't exactly call me pretty consudering what i had... done...
Even my family won't even talk to me... even phyrra.. sweet little phyrra won't even look at me whenever i visited home.. which was... 3 years ago? Damn, time sure had passed by quick.
Phyrra would be like.. 10 years old by now... yeah, as much as i love her, Those to fuckers i called parents would probably already brainwashed her by telling her how much of a monster i am.
Even 3 years ago it was already bad, i can't wonder how bad their brainwashing would had gone by now.
I shake my head and continue walking tryingt o not think about home.
As i continue to walk i still couldn't help but think about that kid again, cause my instinct tell me that the kid could beat a first year student and even give a really hard fight to a 2nd year students!
And i really trust my instinct.. no one would live long enough with my kind of missions without trusting their own instinct about somebody's threat levels.
Instinct that had been forged from years of years fighting against other hunters.
And even without having an instinct and intuition as good as mine, a person with a good enough eyes could see the outline of the kid's sword on his waist under that cloak of his.
And judging by how calloused the kid's hand is when he offered it to me... that kid certainly know how to use a weapon.
His hand is even more calloused then first yeats to second years students from what i remember! If that doesn't scream dedication to using a weapon then i don't know what is.
And the way he moved, he may not notice it considering that this must be his new normal but that also isn't normal for a traveler.
He moved like a dancer... wait that is not that accurate, he moved more like me.. somebody that used dancing as a fighting style..
Before i knew it, i reached my destination.. a shaddy bar but hey... its not like this is my prefered place fof a drink... but its the best place for information gathering.. if you can't beat it, join it.
I fixed my cloak over my head and walk into the bar.
The other customers look at me for a few seconds before they turn back to their previous activity as i walk to the bar and sit on the barstool there.
After only a few second of sitting down, the bartender get infront of me and give me a look. "What do you want to drink?" He asked he sourly as if he doesn't want to be here as much as i do.
Considering this is Vacuo we are talking about.. yeah.. i wouldn't want to have his job either, the pay must be shit especially if you considered the fact how many unpleasant people he would meet on a daily basis.
"Can i get a bloo-" i close my mouth and shake because i must remind myself that this is isn't Mistral or even Vale... and also the fact that this bar looks shady as fuck as i don't think rhey would have the ingredients for a bloody mary. "Never mind that, just give me an old fashioned."
"Old fashioned... good choice..." he looks at me for a few second before he turn his back and start making my drinks.
I had been watching this bar for the past few days and my conclusion was that most of the bar's patron have some.. connection to the Red Cactus...
Red Cactus.. a cruel ass crime syndicate.. controlled most of Vacuo from behind the scene considering the lack of actual formal government here... and i am one lucky girl to be offered the mission to hint them down.
Normally i wouldn't be here but considering i have another reason to go to Vacuo, it would be pretty stupid if i didn't accept the mission.. its also from Ozpin himself so that also meant that the pay is pretty good.
2 nevermores, one bullets.. an apt description of what the opportunity is to me.
I smirked to myself as i remember the group of three kids and i can guess what they're actual goal is from what i can gather from our brief encounter. "...we'll probably meet again in a week or two."
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