<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>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Oh…” So this was something that he did regularly. Nerissa rolled her eyes. “No no. I wasn’t there picking up company. Even if I was, they weren’t exactly my type. I don’t mean that I have something against humans. I just don’t… like that kind of men generally, no matter what race they are.” Nerissa quieted down, understanding that this was probably on top of things Albion didn’t care.<br/><br/>“You look naughty pictures like that…? Why I’m even surprised by that? Of course you do. I’m more surprised that you have been checking out some lewd pictures of fox demons so much you feel confident enough to say I’m not among them” Nerissa chuckled with amusement.<br/><br/>“I will be looking forward to that. I will be glad to hear that story… and any other story you feel like sharing with me.” Nerissa stopped to look at Albion. She pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, annoyed to some extent from his words. “Just what kind of girl you think I am?” The fox demon sighed and turned to look in front of her, at the street through the window. “I can’t blame you. It’s easy to believe the rumors that circle of me in SOPHE. With time you can adjust your opinion of me.” It still stung to know he thought like that of her. It felt just as bad everytime she found out someone thought that everything told of her was true and they thought that she was like a common mattress. “I didn’t mean that I would be doing a thing to you. I was offering to pay on your behalf to someone who is professional… in the matters you seek.”<br/><br/>Once Albion gave her some instruction the girl got them on the way to the Deadline. This time her driving was calmer than before and she followed speed limits even. “Hmm… Sounds like you do often things that get you hurt and you can’t go telling about them to SOPHE. Just what do you do? It’s like… you are trying to get killed. I should have never told you that the spell was a lie if that would have made you appreciate your life more.”<br/><br/>They were about half-way to Deadline when Nerissa turned the AC off and opened her window to get some fresh air. They were going below the speed limit. The fox demon’s attention moved from the conversation to the road. Then she almost ran on a traffic sign. Just barely they avoided scratching paint on the sign. Quickly the girl pulled over. Her forehead was covered in sweat. “I…” She hadn’t seen the sign. Or more like, it wasn’t where she had seen it. “I’m sorry. I think… I need to walk a bit… maybe order a cab.” The fox demon mumbled with an apologetic voice as she fumbled the door open. I shouldn’t be this tired, or this drunk. Nerissa attempted to stand up, but as soon as she put her weight on her legs her knees gave up and the girl fell on her knees. It was hard to focus on anything. Everything was blurry. What is going on?<br/><br/>By the time Albion got her she saw him only as an obscure figure, looming above her. “Albion…” the fox demon whispered and tried to reach him with her hand, but she touched air on his left side. This is scary… What is going on? I’m afraid! The whole world spun in her eyes. Her eyes didn’t focus on anything, but Albion could see how frightened she was from her look, before her eyes rolled around and her eyelids closed. Her small body started falling on her side, on the street. Suddenly everything went black. If Albion said something, she could hear his voice, but she didn’t understand what he said anymore. Then her consciousness drifted away, leaving her unconscious right there.<br/>