That Girl

She nodded in acknowledgement, easily accepting her apology. If that one thing about children, it was their ability to easily forgive those around them, their need to hold grudges not yet developed or even acknowledged. If all adults could be like children, then the world would be a very different place for sure. But most weren't, so they had to enjoy children while they could. After all, they didn't stay young and little forever.


She snorted her indifference, audits pointed with attention as a stubborn frown creased her little face. I know its name mister. Mama Luce mentioned it when she found me, and told me a little about it. Luce? That name sounded vaguely familiar. Where had he heard it before? A flashback of his meeting with the smaller russet man Dragneel flashed in his mind. Drangeel had spoke about serving a young child, one that belonged to the woman Luce. Luce. Was this the child he had been referring to the other day? Oh well, I'm sorry for doubting you little miss. My sincere apologies. He chuckled, watching her as her attention wandered to something beside him. Nape craned, mismatched gaze following her line of sight, spotting the rock she had decided to call her prey. She introduced herself as Seraphine, and that's when the light bulb clicked. Seraphine. She was the little girl that Dragneel wanted to serve. Was she aware of what the russet man's intentions were? He assumed that she probably didn't and he wasn't about to ask. It was none of his business anyways.


Nice to meet you Seraphine, my name is Demonio. And then the little girl was swiping at the work like she'd done when he'd first arrived, tossing the inanimate object over his back, her little body following suit. She wasn't quite strong enough yet, so it didn't surprise him when she landed on his back, her small paws scrabbling against his sides as she tried to climb over him to get to her prize. He smiled playfully, turning his body in the direction of the rock, using himself as a type of bridge to allow Seraphine easier passage across him to the rock.


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