hunter's playground

Pamela sat on the swing set. a cool breeze blew.

"tut" she sighed

"there's nothing to do"

she growled and kicked the gravel.

"You can travel."

I pointed out. I leaned on the monkey bars.

"But it would be bad for me." I muttered to myself.

the girl glanced up at Hero.

"Where have I to travel?"

the edge of her mouth twitched up in a smirk

"bad for you sir? how so?"

ooc: hero is a vampo right?

"Places where peace exists and chaos is extinct."

I looked far away, trying to fiind a place like that.

"Bad for me because I'm old."

I said, jokingly.

"I ran away. I don't want them finding me. You wouldn't want ugly guys with big guns looking for you right?"

I chuckled. Well, they didn't exactly look like that but it's close enough.