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With every word of their job, Isabella was transfixed, nodding her head appropriately. The fact that one of the legs of the lawnchair was busted, leaving balanced, or the odd smell she couldn't (and didn't particularly want to) place made her nose crinkle when she noticed it, her mood was untouchable.
The job described, Isabella seemed to calm herself, sliding back into her seat, which rocked slightly from the shift in weight. "So we're basically bodyguards, right?" Puffing out her chest, she insisted, "Sounds like a piece of cake!"
Grabbing the slip of paper, she left her one bag of luggage in the office with Richie's permission, fully intending to come back for it later, and didn't waste a breath in getting out of there, smile coming back once she was out of the room and on her way outside, Eustace in tow. Once they were back out on the street, she pulled out her cellphone, typing the address into a GPS app, furrowing her brow at the fact that the alleyways they were currently at didn't even have a proper location, meaning they'd have to guesstimate to find their way to the nearest proper road.
Giddy, she started along, glancing back at Eustace. "Taking a job like this makes me feel like a Hunter!" With a short laugh, she admitted, "I mean, we're not hunting anything. It just reminds me of things my brother told me. I guess Hunters take on contract work and stuff too!" With a slight pout, she admitted, "I never really got any of the details on how to get a real Hunter job though, just stories about the actual job parts."
The job described, Isabella seemed to calm herself, sliding back into her seat, which rocked slightly from the shift in weight. "So we're basically bodyguards, right?" Puffing out her chest, she insisted, "Sounds like a piece of cake!"
Grabbing the slip of paper, she left her one bag of luggage in the office with Richie's permission, fully intending to come back for it later, and didn't waste a breath in getting out of there, smile coming back once she was out of the room and on her way outside, Eustace in tow. Once they were back out on the street, she pulled out her cellphone, typing the address into a GPS app, furrowing her brow at the fact that the alleyways they were currently at didn't even have a proper location, meaning they'd have to guesstimate to find their way to the nearest proper road.
Giddy, she started along, glancing back at Eustace. "Taking a job like this makes me feel like a Hunter!" With a short laugh, she admitted, "I mean, we're not hunting anything. It just reminds me of things my brother told me. I guess Hunters take on contract work and stuff too!" With a slight pout, she admitted, "I never really got any of the details on how to get a real Hunter job though, just stories about the actual job parts."