<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform (https://i.imgur.com/d7A3N5v.png)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Remington…” She was more than nervous. The demoness was afraid. These hands had taken lives of demons, but never a human life. And that’s how she wanted it to stay. She could feel how shaking of her hands spread all over her body. The gun in her hand started to feel heavier by the second. The things the human man said… It was so sad, so miserable! How could he have lost his purpose in life like that? What had pushed him to this point?<br/><br/>Nerissa knew that she should walk away and if he didn’t let him pass, talk to some superior and tell what happened. They couldn’t expect her to do something like this. But if she walked away now, she would leave this poor soul alone in the darkness.<br/><br/>The fox demon set down the cardboard ammo box and shoved the pistol between one of the straps at the side of her skirt before she walked to Albion. As she walked tears filled her big eyes. There was a gentle, sorrowful smile on her lips. The girl got on her toes and leaned against Albion. “I will become your friend. It might be a long and difficult path, but I will walk it through with you and at the end of, we are going to be friends. I will be there, by your side and help you find your way again, find your purpose. So… Don’t give up just yet.” Her comforting, caring words were whispered quietly. So near he could feel her breathing against his cheek before the girl kissed lightly on his cheek.<br/><br/>Then her hand moved on his body. It felt first like she had moved boldly groping the man, like he hadn’t got enough for one day groping from the vines, but instead her hand reached for his knife and pulled it out. He told her to be serious. “With this I will make an oath to you, binding our lives together. If you die by my hand, may this bond, this oath take control of my body and spirit, and make me end my life.” The fox demon said and then she cut her palm, whimpering from pain from between grit teeth. She put the blade’s handle in Albion’s hand and pressed her bleeding palm against the human man’s face. The fresh, warm blood dripped on his skin as the demoness repeated the same words she had just said, this time in the demon language and as she spoke twirls of golden yellow and dark red whirled around her hand and Albion’s face. It didn’t make him feel any different. “Our lives are bound now” Nerissa said as she stared into his eyes and took her hand away.<br/><br/>Suddenly the fox demon had stopped smiling in her cheerful way. There was no more meaningless chatter, pitiful attempts to light the mood or anything like that. The girl looked serious and dedicated to this as she walked away from Albion and pulled out her pistol.<br/><br/>“I need to ask you forgive me for failing you Instructor Remington… Or the next time I speak to you I will be calling you by your first name.” The fox demon said as she pointed the gun at the man.<br/>