I still couldn't believe she betrayed me, well not really betrayed but she didn't give me time; but I did abuse her time. But she should have waited! -- I think, maybe It's my fault? No, it couldn't be, could it? All of these thoughts shot through my mind, making it hard to concentrate on the road before me. I had been running for a short while away from the shop, out of fear and in a somewhat over reacting frenzy, but I was right to over react to this, wasn't I? Maybe I should have...<br/><br/>"Hey! Watch where you're going, you little rat." Someone barked out at me, as soon as I hit some sort of leather wall of meat-- wait, no, person. Yes, it was a man, not a wall. (Stupid, stupid, stupid.) I hurried to regain my footing, nearly being toppled over by the shock of running into the man before me, of course it wouldn't be right to call him a 'man'. This Kitsen man was towering, I take back my earlier statement, he -WAS- a wall of flesh. The man was a giant compared to me, rippling muscle and fat, wrapped up in a rust-red hide and leather attire. But I will give him this, he had the most charming spring green eyes I've ever seen on a person, well they might have looked better if they weren't glaring down at me and Leo.<br/><br/>"I... Uhm, I'm sorry sir." I tried my best to croak out, pulling my little stuffed bear tighter to my chest, glancing down at my bare feet that were nearly pressed against his massive black boots. But it wasn't for long though, before I was lifted like a rag doll from my spot; I couldn't very well fight, nor did I want to. I couldn't afford a enemy or at the very least, a beating. I lifted my head, only to be greeted with the stench of fish and foul meat.<br/><br/>"Sorry? SORRY!? Do you -know- who I am?"<br/><br/>"Uhh... N-No...?"<br/><br/>I could barely squeak out my words before I was slammed back against the brick wall to the left of me, a crackling whip of pain shot up my spine; making my fists clench and my teeth rattle. I stayed silent, awaiting for another blast of his foul breath; when a sultry, yet sweet voice broke apart the chatter in the alley way.<br/><br/>"Put her down, now. I told you to find her, not kill her. Yet alone, ask her who you are when she has no idea, like most of the people here."<br/><br/>I peeked open my eyes, to see some sort of bear like creature waltzing this way. She was... she was beautiful, and I do not use that word often. Her fur was the color of a stareless night, her eyes looked like the very oceans have been trapped within them, and her hair... Well, I could go on and on, forever but she interrupted me with a snap of her fingers in front of my face.<br/><br/>"Are you Rosa?"<br/><br/>"Y...Yes m'am, why?"<br/><br/>It was a stupid question, I was probably going to be killed or turned in for a reward or something. I know I may seem innocent, but I haven't been exactly getting what I needed quite honestly... So there has been a small bounty for me, not much only about ten gold pieces, but it's a bounty.<br/><br/>"Good, we're here to take you to recruitment." The bear said in the most casual way I've ever heard. Recruitment? Why would anyone want a -runt- for recruitment?<br/><br/>"Why me? There are plenty of other--"<br/><br/>She interrupted me, pressing a finger to my mouth before I could continue. Her voice dropped way down low, to barely breaking above a whisper.<br/><br/>"Your bounty around here has been growing, and sooner or later someone is going to come for you. I'm trying to strike up a deal here, you come with us, sign up to help your people, get a nice sized amount of money for it... And your bounty is gone."<br/><br/>Fight? Money? Bounty gone? This sounds fishy, okay really fishy. Why would I fight for anyone still? Even if it did mean I would get rid of the apparent growing bounty on my head, and most of all, why the hell did they care?<br/><br/>"What if I refuse?" I protested, sounding more scared then what I would have liked.<br/><br/>"We turn you in, take the money, and find someone else to fill your slot. By the way, I've heard the recent prisoners are getting a bit rowdy lately..." Threatening me, okay, she did not seem very attractive anymore. I couldn't be going to jail though, either. Jail would mean eventual death, depending on if they kill me, the prisoners kill me, or someone who I "owe" something to comes and kills me after being freed.<br/><br/>"Fine, just tell your big friend here to put. Me. Down." I tried my best to sound menacing once again, and to my surprise it worked. The kitsen man dropped me, and I crumpled down onto my knees in front of him, whimpering from the small slither of pain from it.<br/><br/>"Good, oh, I almost forgot. He's to be known as Romeo, and I, Juliette."<br/><br/>Joy.