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It was another day for Mezo, another long walk wearing a cloak that covered her entire body, and her hood that covered her face. She had learned at a young age to never travel as a female unless you have a companion to accompany with, but she never liked traveling with a partner, they always expected her to hold a conversation. She couldn’t wait to make it to the famous Tavern she heard so much about as a child.
“They say a cook there can make all kinds of food, from the past to even the future kind of dishes!” “They even have rooms for any kind of race, and they say it’s pretty accurate!”
Mezo was doubtful of such of place but she was excited to see if it was real, how tasty those foods could be. She wiped the drool off the cover of her lips as she made it into the town. With great willpower, she ignored all the food stands and other folks and powered through until she stood outside of the great building. Amazement for how grand the building was, she felt like touching the door would dirty the place. Taking in a deep breath, she forced herself to open the door and to enter the great Tavern. Once in, she saw all kinds of different races and species of humans, so many delicious yet different senses. Some smell good while others smelt gross.
The excitement began to swall inside her as she made her way to an empty table, pleased to be sitting at last.
Nikita ran through the streets, passing through crowds of people and street vendors. She could smell the aroma of whipping through her nose but she had no time to worry about food. She was in trouble and needed to hide. She felt her heart beating faster and faster. She knew that she had to stop at one point but she couldn’t let anyone see her, and catch her. Just when she felt like she had nowhere to hide she spotted a large building that she had never seen before. Nikita had no time to think and just burst through the doors of the building out of breath. She could feel eyes staring at her but instead she continued to look down while walking quickly and pulling her hood down. She saw someone sitting at a table near her and before she could even realize it, she had sat down there. When she finally caught her breath she looked at the woman sitting in front of her. “Hey…” She said.
Mezo looked at the stranger that had chosen to sit at her table, she felt relieved that it was a fellow female.
“Hello.” She replied looking at her quite curiously. She wasn’t sure if she herself should take her hoodie off, but felt like it should be fine. And thus she did. Revealing her short red hair and her tabby orange cat ears as well. She smiled curiously at the woman before her.
Nikita’s eyes widened when the girl in front of her pulled off her hoodie, revealing ears that looked similar to a cats. She had never seen anything like it, and when she looked closer she noticed that they seemed real. “What… Are you?” She asked.
Mezo looked at her quite curious, forgetting that some people haven’t seen her kind before. She smiled gently, “I’m a Neko, or so I’ve been told. Part human, part cat.” She yawns, revealing her sharp canine like fangs. “Do tell friend, what place do you come from?” She was curious what stories this friend had to tell, where did she come from.
Nikita continued to stare at the girl in a shocked state. Her eyes scanned over the girls features noticing that they looked too realistic too… strange… To be makeup or prosthetics. “What the hell…” She said in a whisper, mainly to herself. “Where did you come from then? Were you born here?” Nikita felt herself getting hot so she pulled her hood down, letting out her red locks that were somewhat stuck to her face from sweat. She let out a loud exasperated sigh, one that had been inside of her for the whole day.
Mezo tilted her head to the side a bit as she placed her finger underneath her chin as if to recall a memory. “I came from an island somewhere overseas I suppose.” She waved her arm over at the waiter, hoping they’d see her calling them over. “I take it you’ve never seen beast folk before?” When the waiter came over she quickly ordered them some water.
Nikita was completely baffled at the girls calm demeanor, as if she were at a pub explaining a party she had with her buddies over beer. “No, I’ve never seen beast folk before. That’s only supposed to be in fairytales.” Water was just what she needed and she was glad that the girl had called the waiter over for some. She looked into the girls eyes again trying to find any semblance that her reality was not shattering all around her. Had she gone mad? “So…you came from an island…” Nikita let her words linger on so the girl could explain herself better, but she didn’t know how she could possibly go about doing that.
When the waiter came back and put their glasses of water on the table, she grabbed the glass and violently gulped down the liquid, not stopping for air. Then she placed it down on the table again, using the back of her hand to clean her mouth. “Sorry, I was dehydrated…”
She thought about the girls question from earlier. “If you want to know where I’m from, I don’t just tell anyone that.” The memory of the burning sun of the desert flashed through her mind, but she squeezed her eyes shut and slowly opened them again.
Mezo just shrugged her shoulders, she wasn’t really concerned whether she answered the question or not. After all it appeared to her that they were both hiding from something, or maybe someone. With that thought, she pulled her hoodie back over the top of her head, hiding her ears.
She slid her glass of water over to Nikita. “Here. I’m currently good.” She was pleased that she had called the waiter over when she did.
The girl offered her drink and Nikita gladly took the glass. This time she slowly sipped the cold liquid, preferring to savor it on her tongue. “Thank you, you’re very kind.” She expressed in a low voice. As Nikita continued drinking, she thought about whether she should talk about herself. “I was running away from some people…” She started. “Sometimes my job becomes dangerous but i think i really got myself into deep sh#t this time.” Nikita closed her eyes and thought about running through crowds of people, and the sound of her boots hitting the pavement being the only thing keeping her sane. “Trying to get through the streets of india while running is very hard…” She expressed.
She tilted her head to the side as she thought about what was said. “In…dia?” She’s never heard of this word before, it wasn’t part of her homeland education. Her home world was divided by many islands and only two main lands, but it’s always been a war. “I do not believe I’ve heard of this place you call… In-dia? Is that on the East side of one of the mainlands?” Her catlike ears perked up as she was full of curiosity to the new wonder she was about to learn.
