<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<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The fox was somewhere in between conscious and unconscious. She could feel the pain on her hand, fresh smell of the woods around them and fainter smell of cigarettes coming from Albion. Then she felt his hand on her head. “That was scary… I was so afraid!” the girl whimpered with a little pitiful voice and rolled on her side. From there she crawled to Albion and wrapped her arms around the man, pushing her body against the man, making him lose his balance so they both ended up back on the ground level.<br/><br/>The fox demon cried quietly against Albion’s neck. Her body was still trembling like she was cold. “You are a really mean man! You shouldn’t do things like that to others, or to yourself either. I did what you wanted. Now, give me my reward. I want your first name and second name too.” Even in middle of her emotional breakdown she remembered to demand that little price which was promised to her.<br/><br/>“Why you care so little of your own life? What happened to you?” Nerissa asked, and looked at him with her tear filled eyes. She noticed the blood stains on his cheek and moved closer, dragging her body on top of his while doing so, until she reached his face and licked his cheek. The fox demon felt no shame, no embarrassment or disgust from doing so. To her it was something very natural to do. Something that would probably soothe her mind much more than Albion’s.<br/><br/>Nerissa had lied to him. Her intentions were good. By lying him that their lives were bound. She had wished that the man would see how crazy his demand was and give up on it, but he didn’t. In reality all she had done was cut her own hand, say some words and do a minor illusion spell. And she didn’t know if she could ever tell him the truth. The fox demon had been seriously afraid that she might miss and shoot the human. Now that she felt his warmth and breathing and knew he was alive all the nervousness and stress started to leave her body slowly, in shivering and tears.<br/>