"I-I know of a place that you can stay. If, of course, you don’t mind taking you there."
"Saves the trouble of looking for it myself."
While Kurt and Amy were discussing amongst themselves, Elie was deep in thought.
’Who is this man? I’ve never seen him before.’
She looked at Kurt and searched deep in her mories but to no avail.
’He has an eyepatch with a decent looking face so you’d I’d rember sothing but no. Nothing cos to mind.’
’Then there’s also the fact that he ca out from where the cultist was supposed to leave. And... he slls of blood...’
"You’ve been staring at for a while now. Like what you see?" Kurt tried teasing her.
*Gasp!* Amy held her hand to her mouth, "THE Elie Herst is taking interest in a man?! Has spring finally co for you."
"Don’t flatter yourself, eyepatch. And you," She flicked her finger at Amy’s forehead, "Stop trying to make up fanfics to fuel your perverted brain."
"Ouchie!" Amy whimpered.
"That’s the perfect segue for to introduce myself. The na’s Kurt. Not eyepatch."
"Oh! I’m Amy! And I’m a second-year student at Future Academy. Nice to et you, Kurt!"
"Ha ha. You too, Amy."
"And this is..." Amy led on.
"I’m Elie Herst. Third year at Future Academy." She introduced herself in a deadpan voice.
".... Right.... Nice to et you too, Elie."
"Don’t mind her Kurt. She’s not used to talking with strangers."
"Clearly."
"What was that?"
"Oh, would you look at the ti? Amy, can you show to the hotel? It’s getting late you see and I’m a bit tired."
"You’re right! I’m sorry I didn’t an to keep you. Co on, let’s go! It’s actually near the place we first ran into each other." Amy tugged on Kurt’s arm
"Really? How convenient." He smiled.
"You coming, Elie?"
"No. You two go on without . I need to get this to the principal." She waved the box.
"Alright then! Thank you again Elie for your help. I owe you one as well."
"Buy a soda when you get back to the dorms."
"Ok! See you later!"
Amy waved her off and Kurt gave a quick little nod as they left.
"Say, did you know that Elie is one of our Academy’s representatives for the upcoming tournant?"
"Really? That sounds aweso."
Once the two were out of sight, Elie turned her focus onto the alleyway.
*ow*
"You’re still here?"
*ow*
"Shall we go in together?"
*ow *purr*
The cat rubbed itself on Elie’s leg and walked through the gate.
Once she made sure that no one was looking, she stepped through the gate and locked the handle bar behind her.
The sun was beginning to set as she walked through the dark alley and it was eerily quiet.
With the only sound heard being her footsteps.
’I don’t like this.’
After walking the straight path, she finally reached the corner turn where the cat could be seen sitting on top of a dumpster.
Elie hid. Back flat against the wall as she peaked round the bend.
’The robbers or that cultist freak could still be here. Not that they’d stand a chance against .’
’But then again....’ She thought back on Kurt and the way he slled of blood.
Rustle *ow*
The cat jumped down from the dumpster and ran around the corner.
"Wait-" She tried to reach out but it was too late.
Exposing herself to a potential threat, she readied herself for a fight but what she found instead surprised her.
"... Nothing."
There was nothing.
No signs of a fight.
No blood marks.
And no robbers nor cultist.
The place was empty.
.
..
...
"This is the hotel!" Amy showed Kurt.
The hotel had a historical charm to it. Standing proudly at five stories tall, it had a beautiful outer garden where guests could relax. Its walls were painted in white and had artistic wooden balconies running across them, giving the room attendants a scenic view of the city.
"Woah..." Kurt admired it. "I’ve never really been to one of these places before."
"I’m glad you like it!" Amy clapped
’Looks expensive though. But with the money I recently ’acquired’ it shouldn’t be a problem.’
"Thanks again for showing the way."
Kurt looked down the street and recognised a certain diner.
"It’s even near Sophie’s Diner. Very convenient." He nodded in approval.
"You know the place? Maybe we can go eat together soti?" She whispered shyly.
"What was that?"
"O-oh N-n-nothing. I didn’t say anything! Nope, nope not ahahaha!"
’Sorry Amy but I’ve already got my eyes set on sobody else.’
"Well if that’s everything then this is where we part ways. I still have to book a room."
"Book a room? Y-yes of course! Don’t let keep you."
After finishing their greetings of departure, Kurt entered the lobby of the hotel and was blown away by how elegant it looked.
Antique furnishings covered the area that was wrapped in a marble floor finish. To the side was a small fireplace which was lit in what seed to be the lobby’s chill area and up front stood the reception desk.
’Very cozy.’ he thought when walking to the front desk.
"Good evening sir," The male receptionist greeted, "How may I be of service?"
"Good evening. I would like to book a room for an extended period of ti."
"Of course, sir. What do you have in mind? We offer weekly and monthly pay plans."
"Hmm, I’m still new to this place so I’ll take the monthly plan. How much would that be?"
"The initial pay would be three gold coins, then at the end of every month would be twenty-five silver."
"Hmm.." Kurt furrowed his eyebrows and saw the na tag of the receptionist chest read Darwin.
"Darwin?"
"Yes, sir?"
"This might sound embarrassing but can you give the quick rundown for the currency of these coins? Like I said, I’m new here."
"That’s no problem, sir. Are you familiar with any sort of money system?"
"Do cents and dollars count?"
"Wow, talk about ancient! I love history so this will be much easier." Darwin bead with excitent.
"So, you know cents and dollars work right? Now look at this,"
He took out a notebook and drew three rectangles. Inside of each rectangle, he drew five circles neatly lined up next to and inside each circle he drew the numbers 1, 5, 10, 20, 50.
"Each coin, that being copper, silver and gold, is divided nurically like this. The higher the number on the coin the more value it has. 1 silver equals 100 copper and 1 gold equals 100 silver. Additionally," He drew another rectangle. This ti with two circles.
"Additionally there is another tier above these three, but you’ll hardly ever see that."
Inside the two circles he drew the numbers 1 and 5.
"These are platinum coins and only the extrely wealthy carry these coins. 1 platinum equals 10 gold."
"I see." Kurt followed along.
"I get the gist of it. Thanks Darwin."
He reached for the pouch Willy gave him and paid the amount needed.
"You’re welco, sir." He took and put the money inside of a dog tag using magic.
’What the hell? Is that thing like a wallet or sothing? Which reminds ...’
"By the way Darwin, do you know of any banks around? I would like to set up an account tomorrow. I can’t be seen walking around with a pouch, know what I an?"
"Ah yes. I was wondering why you took out your money like that ha ha. Just give one second..."
He took out a box of keys and asked, "We have rooms available on the third and fifth floor. Which one would you like?"
"The third floor. Preferably one with a balcony that has the view of the city."
"Very well. Room 15 it is then."
He then tore out a page from his notebook and quickly drew a map that points the way to the bank.
"These are your keys and this is a map to the bank starting from our location." He handed the items over to Kurt.
"Thank you, Darwin."
"I’m only doing my job. You can take the elevator to the third floor. And thank you for staying with us." He bowed.
Kurt entered the elevator and pressed the button to the third floor.
While going up he wondered, ’From what I’ve seen so far, there’s no form of electricity. I wonder what powers these things? Magic maybe?’
Ding
The elevator doors opened.
He walked along the corridor and looked for his room.
’Room 15... Room 15.... Ah there it is.’ He entered the key and opened the door.
Click Shut
The room, as expected, was also beautiful. From the elegant furnishing to the rich fabrics, everything about the place scread luxury.
Kurt walked to the glass panels and opened it, stepping on the balcony.
"What a view..." He thought while leaning on the railing.
’Although my old world is lost to ti, at least this one has sothing going for it. Isn’t that right you cultist scum. Also...’ he looked in the direction of Sophie’s Diner, ’There’s also you, mystery beauty. I can’t wait ’til we et again~’
’But for now,’ he pushed himself off the railing, ’It’s ti for so R&R.’
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