I want to quit.
Every day Arthur makes my job a lot more complicated than it needs to be. When will he get it through his thick skull that I am his bodyguard, which means I need to ensure that he isn't harmed, and that means I must stay near him at all times.
Yet right now, I am in a completely different location from he is, stalking this kid.
I wonder if he stays up at night just planning how to make my life more hard than it already is, not that he has enough brain cells to do that.
It's days like this when I wonder if getting killed at the borders or ending up in jail is a better option than being associated with Arthur.
I flex my knuckles, I have been sitting here for more than an hour just watching this kid talk to her friend, I know a little too much about this purple-haired kid than I would like to.
Mac finally gets up, and that's my cue to leave too.
she gets a metro, a bus and a lot of walking before we reach a rundown part of the city, though I doubt that we are even still in the city.
Mac passes by a lot of places and people with whom she has a familiar quick conversation, before saying farewell and getting back on track.
she finally stops before a wide field, filled with grass and flowers and large trees in different places, it was the most beautiful picture if you exclude the graves all over the place.
I stop just far enough to see her but not hear her.
I wait underneath one of the giant trees.
I wonder if this is where the kid grew up, it seems like a good place to make a lot of good memories. The perfect place really, this place that is completely excluded from the city but so close to it.
When the city goes down, I won't be surprised if it doesn't affect this place.
I stare at the sky, the bright blue that hurts my eyes which are accustomed to the cool gray.
The kid comes and stands next to me, having noticed me in the empty bus with her.
"suits aren't really inconspicuous," she says with a cheeky smile on her face.
I stare at her, "didn't notice me in the cafe".
"You have been following me since then?!" she says surprised.
I do a curt nod, indicating yes.
"I am guessing you heard all of it then?"
I nod once again, I expect anger, but it never comes.
"so....can you disable the cameras?"
"not sure," I reply. I would need to know the layout, and the location of all the cameras if I need to hide from them and amount of people that might be there as security. though I am sure I can wing it if necessary. It won't be the most pretty job but it would get the work done.
"mmm" she thinks,
and a few seconds later she turns to me as if an angel whispered in her ears about the truth of the world, "oh do you need the blueprint of the place? will you be able to do it then?"
I nod yes once again, she smiles in happiness once again.
if talking to the purple-haired kid and a grave visit is all it took to be happy, she really should do it more often.
I wonder if I should dye Arthur's hair purple, it would be an improvement.
We started walking the way we came, "Arthur doesn't trust me to run away?" she asks
"don't know" I reply, I never can tell what goes on in his blonde head.
"When did you meet Arthur?" Mac asks.
I wonder if i should just not reply, and before I could debate about it in my head, My traitorous mouth opens itself.
"I was 14."
"mhmm... I was 15 when I met Nyx," she says
with a teasing smile, she adds, "It was in a bar."
my face turns to look at her in surprise in less than a second.
she laughs at my face, "I think this is the first time I am seeing an emotion on your face that's not a glare."
I glare at her in response.
she gets back to the story, "I was trying to get a job, and a bar seemed like a place where they wouldn't care about my age."
"Apparently they did, or at least Alex did, the bar owner. As I was leaving after being so terribly rejected, one of the customer got handsy, and Nyx intervened, the rest was history."
she smiled, clearly replaying the memory in her mind.
"The first ever word I ever said to Arthur was asshole."
That comment from me made her snort and laugh like there was no tomorrow.
Maybe babysitting the kid wasn't so bad after all.