<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>Being so lost in thought that it took Hotaru a moment to shake the depression that surrounded her like a dark curtain intent on holding her.  The quick shake of her head was just enough to bring her back to the present and make Hotaru realize that she was standing in the middle of the street.  She knew that getting lost in thought could be dangerous for a couple of different reasons including the fact of being attacked or loosing her will to live.  With a sigh she adjusted the huge backpack that was cutting into her slender shoulders and went to take a step when she heard someone calling for her.  “Doc…” The voice was female and soft, the tone sounding thick with tears that made Hotaru turn to look wanting to see just who needed her.<br/><br/>The soft side of her was what made her look to see who was calling her from the dark alleyway between the buildings.  She took a few cautious steps into the alley and as her eyes adjusted to the darkness created by the building's roofs Hotaru couldn’t help but gasp at what she was seeing.  Hotaru knew first hand how dangerous living on the streets was and this showed just why as she darted toward a mother and child.  She slid her heavy backpack off her small shoulders as Hotaru skidded to a stop in front of the crying mother and little boy.  She plopped both of her bags on the ground as the woman started speaking again.  “Please, help my son.”<br/><br/>Hotaru nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she motioned for the woman to lay the child on a blanket she had pulled swiftly from her bag.  Seeing all the cuts and bruises on the child as she pulled her supplies from her smaller bag, Hotaru’s light brown eyes looked worriedly at the mother.  “How did this happen?”  The mother explained in hushed tones about how she had been trying to beg for food on the street when her son had taken off from her side.  By the time she had found him he was all cut up and bruised probably by another one of the homeless.  Hotaru nodded as the older woman finished her tale before turning to meet the small boy’s scared blue eyes.  “It is okay.  I will make you feel better.”<br/><br/>The little boy nodded seeming to understand even though he acted like he really was too upset to talk.  Hotaru understood this and didn’t force him to speak or anything as she cleaned the cuts and covered them while making sure that nothing was broken at all.  She spoke the whole time to the child in soothing tones knowing that the medicines she was using on the cuts would sting so she wanted to distract him.  He didn’t even whimper in pain though taking everything she was doing in quiet and that in itself made her smile that he was trying to be brave.  Finally done she let the child stand up and go to his mother.  “There, I think he will be perfectly fine.  They didn’t seem to hurt him too bad.  My best guess is that they just wanted to scare him.”<br/><br/>The mother nodded and wrapped her son into her arms.  “Thank you very much Doc.  I wish there was a way to repay you.”<br/><br/>Hotaru shook her head causing her dark hair to fall across her shoulders.  “It is all right. I am just glad that I could help.”  She watched as the mother smiled brightly at her before leaving the alleyway with her son and Hotaru slid down with her back against the side of the building.  ‘<em>Ai ya.</em>What a start to a day…”  She muttered to herself.<br/><br/><em>Ai ya</em>= Damn, my god