<div style="text-align: left;"><strong>*^.^*Hotaru Takatori- Wandering the Streets of Avalon carrying a knapsack being Homeless *^.^*</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1191.photobucket.com/albums/z466/Corvus269/Characters/Hotaruserious.jpg)</div>While everyone else was just waking up, twenty-one year old Hotaru Takatori had already started her day  with several hours already invested, along with the several other homeless people that roamed the streets.  Her long, straight, jet black hair cascaded in knots down her back, framing her the perfect oval of her pretty face that housed dark brown eyes. Eyes that currently looked worried and were hidden underneath glasses chosen to block the bright light that beat down upon her showing no mercy for the fragile looking young woman.  Everything she owned was currently housed in a huge backpack of sorts that bit into the tender skin and pressed against her slender shoulders. There was no other option but to tote the backpack, along with a small bag that she held tightly in one hand, along with her as she roamed the streets, knowing full well that trying to hide or leave her things was a pointless endeavor leading only to one having all of their worldly good stolen, never to be seen again.<br/><br/>Hotaru traveled through the streets unnoticed, her tiny form moved with dance like steps, making her seem like she was floating. She disappeared around several corners of the various buildings in search of her next meal.  Over the past few months her tiny figure had taken on a fragile appearance from the lack of decent food available to her. The malnutrition ravaged her body. making her look deathly thin, but despite that and the fact that she was without a home, she still had a smile on her face.  None of the other homeless, currently down on their luck, could figure out how Hotaru was still able to smile and hold on to a cherry dispotioin, seemingly acting like everything was alright, even in the conditions they all were living in.<br/><br/>However no one could deny the hope the tiny angel instilled, giving them a believe that perhaps, just maybe one day, things might be okay and they would have somewhere to live among others that cared about them like she seemed to.  Hotaru was adored by those she had met, each one willing to protect the shy girl with everything they had in order to repay her kindness. She had helped them with so much more that merely giving them hope to hold onto. It was common knowledge among the street people that she had been stealing medical supplies, risking her own neck in order to treat the homeless right on the streets earning Hotaru the nickname Doc.  None asked why such a talented doctor was now living on the streets like them as most could tell it was a sensitive subject to be avoided.<br/><br/>In the end it didn't matter why she was there, as each one had a story of whoa, they were just glad that someone was willing to help and take care of them. That is why, even though various of the homeless could be violent among each other, they all would allow Hotaru to pass them without a fight, for they knew that she would help them all without complaint.  It was that level of respect that carried the young doctor safely through the streets as she darted between the buildings that morning.  Hotaru’s destination was unknown, even to her own mind. She tugged on the loose clothing she was wearing making her figure look even more pathetic in the clothing that look at least several sizes too big on her.<br/><br/>She really didn’t know where she was going, her mind not set on anything particular as her mind preoccupied with the persistent growling of her stomach and somehow gathering more medical supplies.  Hotaru knew that she couldn’t live like this forever fearing either the elements, the lack of food, or something else would eventually kill her.  The desperate young woman didn’t know what she could do though, knowing she didn’t have the guts to return home to her parents and siblings, seeing herself as a failure after they had such high hopes for her.  She wouldn’t admit to herself or to others that she was scared. Hotaru wasn’t one to shy away from a challenge.<br/><br/>Despite the fact that she was little, she had a strong will to live, her only flaw being that she was, at times, too kind hearted for her own good and very gullible towards others.<strong>“<em>Zao gao</em>!”</strong>She half yelled to herself as her pace slowed down to a brisk walk, her eyes searched the buildings and vehicles that were around her, sighing to herself as she pulled her stuff closer, hugging it tightly to her torso. Her mind drifted as she stood under the harsh, baking sun, once more consumed with the question as to what she could do to save herself. Nothing, as usual, coming to mind and she fell deeper into despair, lost as to what her next step would be and desperate enough to do anything to escape this hell she had found herself in.<br/><br/>Zao gao= Damn it