<div style="text-align: left;"><strong>*^.^*Hotaru Takatori- Streets of Avalon:Homeless *^.^*</strong></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1191.photobucket.com/albums/z466/Corvus269/Characters/Hotaruserious.jpg)</div>Hotaru didn’t know how long she had been sitting with her back against the building, her eyes dully watching things going on around her.  Time was quickly passing her by but she wasn’t too worried for she knew at the moment that no one would really bother her at all.  Her mind wandered freely about her family and what they would be doing now while she tried to get the tangles out of her hair with her fingers.  The petite girl didn’t want to think that something could happen to her family but it didn’t stop her from intense worry.  Of course she knew that she should be worried about herself but as usual with Hotaru everyone else cam first.<br/><br/>Idly her hands went from trying to untangle her hair to playing with her small medical bag, something she did out of habit.  She had many odd habits since ending up on the street and most could be considered nervous habits from having to depend on only herself.  Her deep brown eyes were closed but her ears were open listening carefully to everything that was going on around her.  She could hear footsteps of people walking outside of the alley though none really concerned her as none never stopped in front of her.  Hotaru hoped for the first time this day that maybe she would some peace at least for awhile.<br/><br/>She should have realized that her peace wasn’t to last as she heard feet stop beside her and opened her eyes.  Her tiny form immediately tightened to spring up and run as she narrowed her eyes at the man standing there.  The man was dressed in the style that most of the homeless did, in an odd assortment of clothing thrown out by others.  His scruffy appearance was also similar of many of the male homeless and she gripped at her stuff, gripping a hidden needle for protection.  “Doc…” the voice was surprisingly soft and she loosened her grip on her needle realizing now this male meant no harm.<br/><br/>“Is someone hurt?” She swiftly got to her feet with both of her bags like they were weightless despite her size versus theirs.  Hotaru listened as the man explained that people were looking for her in the nearby bar though he wasn’t sure why had Hotaru’s curiosity.  After giving him a thank you she headed to the bar and not sure what to expect Hotaru prepared herself for anything as she swung open the door.  She entered quietly noting that no one seemed hurt, that there was a couple of people she had patched up before and Alliance soldiers.  Hotaru knew to stay away from the soldiers, only one of the reasons being that she had been stealing medical supplies.  She was here but not the type to bring attention to herself she remained quiet.