Med!AU:: A Tiring Meeting

"Ah, fuck. How'd I get lost just by crossing the damned land?!" A young boy cursed, smacking a branch away from him, only to have to come back and hit him in the face. He mumbled angrily, glaring at the branch that had hit him and, now, left a scratch on his nose. "Now where the hell am I?" He noticed the sudden change in environment, as well as feeling an increase of tension in the air.

A chorus of curious whispers erupted as he walked further down the direction he was going, making him feel a bit uncomfortable since everyone was staring directly at him. He glanced down at his clothes and rolled his eyes, groaning, realizing he should have changed his clothes before he ran off so suddenly. He still has on the flashiest set of clothes he could have worn, which had totally slipped his mind while running away from his kingdom. Just thinking about it made him snarl, in which people steered clear of him.

'Whatever,' he thought. 'I'll just live on my own out here, wherever here is…'

"Hello, mister!"

Lovino nearly fell backwards at the sound of the sudden voice. He looked around, wondering where it came from, but saw no one. Maybe he was hallucinating…?

"I said 'Hello'! You're supposed to say 'Hello' back!"

Lovino quickly turned his head towards where it came, but still saw no one. He growled lowly, taking a step forward before falling on his face. He felt his foot latch onto something before he fell, and he quickly sat up, looking around for who did it. Seeing no one, for a third time, he stood up and began to dust off his used-to-be white clothes, mumbling to himself about how he's never going to get it clean again. Once he picked up his head, he loud out a loud screech, covering his mouth almost immediately.

A girl with brown hair, which was pulled up into a ponytail, stood before him, a goofy smile on her face. She was wearing a red cape, as well as clothes that looked to be a mage's clothing, but with a skirt instead of pants. Her hands were behind her back, as if she were hiding something, and she took a step forward, starting to speak to him once again. "You aren't from around here, are you?"

Lovino blinked, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion. He inhaled deeply, keeping his glare on her. "Do I look like I'm from around here?"

Pursing her lips, the girl squinted her eyes at the taller man in front of her. "You smell like you got out of a fancy shower. But, you seem to be from a rich family. What're you doin' in a place like here?" She went wide eyed for a split second before pointing accusingly at him. "You're not here to kill anyone, are you?"

"What? No, I'm not going to kill anyone! Why are you even talking to me?" He motioned towards his dirty clothes, which looked as if they were white before he fell over. "Haven't you done enough harm already?"

"Whoa, let me buy you a drink first before you want me to get that close to you," she said, holding her hands up defensively with a cheesy grin. "Besides, you're the one who came into my town, so shouldn't I be asking why you're here?"

Just as Lovino was going to retort, he closed his mouth, seeing as he knew he was the guilty one at the moment. Frowning, he crossed his arms over his chest, noticing that he had attracted enough attention to himself already. "Fine then," he mumbled, giving in. "What's your name, kid?"

Before she knew it, the girl felt herself grinning like a maniac. "M'name's Zoe! I'm one of the well-known rogues in this town! What about you? And where're you even from?"

"Zoe doesn't seem like a name that you'd have," Lovino said, more to himself than anyone. He sighed heavily, putting his hands on his hips and staring down at her. "I'm Lovino, from the Krysalia kingdom. Why I'm here isn't any of your concern, but since you got my clothes dirty, you owe me a tour around your hometown, got it?"

"That's no way to ask a girl out, Lovino!" Zoe snorted a bit, turning her back on him while putting her hands behind her head. "Y'gotta ask her if she wants to go out for a drink, maybe buy her lunch, even! Not "take me around town since you ruined my fancy-pancy clothes that I have hand washed by my peasant servants"!" Zoe spoke in a deep voice, as if she were imitating an old man while she "quoted" Lovino.

She turned around, motioning for Lovino to follow with her index finger. "C'mon, fancy-pants. You need to know your way around town if you're gonna survive a place like this."

Lovino watched as Zoe walked further ahead of him, totally mocking him as she continued. With a low growl, he pushed himself after her, knowing it'd be a long day already, even if he had just arrived in town.