Stranger things [imo & sandra]
Mar 8, 2012 20:29:00 GMT -5
Post by imo on Mar 8, 2012 20:29:00 GMT -5
She should have known. She should have known!
Anxo had agreed to accompany Caret on a shopping trip into the district. She had been under the impression that the girl needed some things for a party later that evening. Caret’s mother was busy and her father would not permit her going into the district unattended, not Caret’s father, but Anxo’s.
When it came to his showroom girls, Solo Han demanded purity. He wanted every one of his girls to be accounted for at all times. There were no married women in the front showroom and many of the girls, like Anxo, were not even of marrying age yet.
She didn’t know what any of that had to do with servicing her father’s customers but she did know it was a by all end all kind of rule in the showroom. If a girl’s purity was called into question, she was fired immediately, but if a girl managed to gain favor with her father’s clients, Anxo’s father would personally take them up to the capitol to work in a showroom there.
She was sure that was the plan her father had for her, but An wasn’t sure that was what she wanted.
Either way, that was all in jeopardy at the moment because Caret had lied. The girl had no intention of actually shopping or going to some party. Instead, she had used Anxo to get out of her house and to down town district to meet a boy! A Boy!
And they didn’t even have the decency to stick around. As soon as Caret and her District boy met, they ditched her. Caret left her at the café with the promise to be back later and the instruction to ‘live a little’.
What a pretentious little…ugh!
Anxo had waited an hour and still, Caret had not returned. She had taken a turn around the shopping square and returned to the café only to be told that her ‘friend’ had still not shown up. But the sun was going down and the shops were closing. She was soon to be without a place to stay and the day was becoming night. Walking home alone was not something she wanted to do but it was all the option she had left.
Anxo left the café and started home, trying to use what daylight she had left. She knew she wouldn’t make it back before night fall; in fact, the sky had already taken on a tint of purple when she set out, but she figured she would rather be moving toward home than waiting around, alone, in a deserted square.
Unfortunately, the sun seemed to disappear a lot quicker than normal, or maybe it was just her imagination but the shadows were growing, the sky was darkening and soon enough Anxo was alone, in the dark, on a street too narrow and unfamiliar for her liking.
It had been so eerily silent, only her soft footsteps making any sound, that she was almost relieved to hear voices ahead, but as she neared, the voices became more harsh, less comforting.
As she got closer to the group of chuckling men, she smelled alcohol and smokes wafting in the air. These were not a group of friendly men, willing to assist a girl in need.
She tried not to look or seem rattled by them as she passed, hoping that she could go unnoticed, a hope dashed as their conversation died down only to pick up in notice of her. Anxo smiled politely and ducked her head as she tried to go passed. It did nothing to discourage them though, if anything it encouraged them. Just before she was clear of them, one reached out and grabbed her arm.
“What’s a pretty thing like you doing out all alone?” he mocked, his foul breath making her want to wretch.
“Excuse me, sir!” She scolded, trying to pull her arm out of his grasp, but he only tightened it, laughing and mocking her.
Anxo was afraid, truly, but by gods she wouldn’t show it.
