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Maddie kept her gaze on the floor as the woman and Clint conversed about her own care. She was listening, she just didn't want to be here.. Who did, honestly? Shelters weren't exactly the first choice to homeless people. Not usually anyway. She nodded lightly to Clint when he approached her. "Good night, Clint." She said quietly, briefly glancing at the woman approaching her. It wasn't until after Clint left, that the woman gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "Come this way please." She spoke. Maddie quickly jerked her shoulder away from the woman's hand, and shot her a dark glare. "Don't touch me.." Slightly surprised, the woman nodded nervously then started to lead the young woman over to the doctor, then left her. The doctor briefly glanced at her, noticing how she was holding her arm.

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After looking at her arm, the doctor found a few knife wounds, and that her shoulder had been dislocated and fractured, so he was careful with relocating it. Even still, Maddie bit back the urge to yell out, and tensed her muscles. He took care of the her arm, cleaning the wounds and wrapping her forearm up to her elbow. What had this girl been doing before now? Was she in a street fight? Once the doctor was finished, Maddie got up and wandered over to one of the beds, laying down and curling up.

Allen smiled, sitting quietly as she spoke about learning from her mother. He listened carefully when she started to serve the stew, and when she set the bowls on the table. Lifting his head some when she spoke, he smirked lightly. "Have you any Red wine?" Allen asked curiously, since it was his usually choice of drink with a meal. Maybe that's why he didn't need to feed so often? He casually lifted the spoon and tried some of the stew, finding it wonderful. "This tastes as good as it smells, my compliments to the chef." He said with a light chuckle, teasing her some.

Maddie sat quietly in the car as he started up the engine and drove off. She didn't have anything to talk about, not did he seem to have anything to say himself. It was probably for the better really.. The less he knew about her, the less he'd be involved with her. The car ride was short, and she spent most of her time staring out of the window, watching the rain fall. Once the car stopped and he spoke, she opened the door and undid the seatbelt. "Thank you." She again murmured quietly, before getting out of the car and closing the door. Holding her arm, she approached the shelter at a casual walking pace, in no hurry to be around more people. People just weren't her thing..

Allen smirked lightly when he heard her laugh, and gave her hand a squeeze. He was glad nothing had really changed, considering everything that happened. He was rather quiet as they walked, listening to the quiet sounds around him. His other hand was still holding the wound, but his mind had been distracted from the pain, being near Kaneko made him feel much more at ease. Allen minded the stairs as he entered the house, waiting for her to lock it before reminding himself where the kitchen was, nodding some to her words. "Sure." He said casually, then she was leading him again, and he followed.

He slowly sat down once he knew the chair was out, and relaxed as best as he could, a minor pinch reminding him of the wound. Allen inhaled slowly through his nose so he could really take in the scent of the stew she had made. "It really smells delicious, Kaneko." He complimented her with a light smile.

Maddie continued to watch him as he spoke. A safe shelter with a doctor.. Maybe? Slowly, she began to follow the man to his car, gripping her injured arm. Cradling it really. She paused when she noticed him glance over his shoulder, then relaxed some until she soon opened the car door and slid into the passenger seat. "Thank you.. Clint." She murmured once he was in the car as well.

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Allen chuckled when she commented about the unfriendly hospital gowns. She was right though. He walked with her easily as she led him through the park. As they walked, his mind began to wander.. What would he do now? He honestly wanted to take Kaneko and run away, just to keep her safe. He knew what would happen next, someone else would come after him and possibly his friend. Allen wanted to protect her.

He smiled when she told him about the stew, then nodded lightly. "I don't mind, I certainly couldn't look at it myself." Allen said, smirking lightly to show he was only teasing.

Maddie tilted her head as he answered. She smirked and shook her head, raising her hand to the ID offer. At least he wasn't a cop, that's what she was worried about. Did he work at this shop? Thunder boomed and she tried not to react, but she did flinch somewhat noticeably. "I'd like to ask you to to take me somewhere dry.. A shelter maybe?" She voiced quietly, and sounding a little distant. She didn't even know if there was one nearby. "I'm Madeline Kreamer, but please call me Maddie."

Maddie watched him, more curious than scared. At least he seemed to understand that she didn't trust him. She didn't trust anyone, not even herself. Then he mentioned giving her a ride to somewhere to get her out of the rain, and she smirked. "I don't have anywhere to go, except a ditch." Maddie said, slowly coming off the wall and approaching him. "Tell me your name, we won't be such strangers then." She spoke calmly, gripping her injured arm tightly.

Allen smirked lightly when Kaneko first got into him for being up and about like this. He had actual clothes on now, but no shoes. He was still barefoot. Allen smiled when her tone changed and he nodded. "I'm just a bit sore is all." He said casually. Actually, he was hoping to stop by his herb shop for something to help with pain, a different pain than his eyes. Now he was distracted. Allen tilted his head lightly at her attempt to invite her for dinner. He smiled. "I would love that, miss Kaneko." Allen said calmly, and honestly. Despite what happened, he would always come to her place if she asked him to.

Allen stumbled a little as he walked to the park. He had to stop to rest on his way there, lightly having his hand over the side spot. When he got there, he paused at the sweet scent catching his attention. "Kaneko?" Allen called, moving his head around slightly to try and figure which direction she was in. He never had covered his charming eyes, nor did he really think to.

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Maddie flinched when the headlights of a car but her, and she raised her arm to shield her multicolored eyes. For a second, she thought it was the attacker, until the guy started talking to her. She lowered her arm and stared as the male approached. She was hungry, tired, and cold.. Anything but okay.. But she didn't want to relying on anybody, and she didn't want this guy caught up in her mess. "I'll be fine on my own.. " Madeline spoke with a shiver in her voice.

Once he was asleep, Allen pretty slept until that evening. When he did wake, his was hungry. So he went out for a quick hunt to catch a rabbit. It wasn't after his body started to actually wake up, that he felt pain down where he had been shot. He slowly placed a hand over the healing wound. Why hadn't it healed already? Allen grit his teeth and slowly walked towards the park.

Madeleine kept running until she had pushed herself to the limit. She had stopped at a building that just had the lights turned off, like everyone was going home, so she figured no one would see her. She didn't the guy going to his car. Maddie was lightly dressed in light clothing, so she was pretty wet from the rain. Her lungs burned and she just about keeled over when she did finally stop, but the side of the building supported her as she cradled her injures arm. At this point, she didn't know if her latest customer was still chasing her. He had managed to catch her off guard, resulting in her arm getting carved pretty good, but the rain had washed away most of the blood.

Maddie was on the run, almost like every other night since her black-out. She didn't remember much, except that she was currently trying to get back to her old life. She had nothing, no friends and no family, only people trying to hunt her for a palm-reading that only cost a dollar. She predicted a tragedy in one's future, and when it came true they usually blamed her. So, she was running down the road at midnight, barefoot. It was drizzling some but not hard. She wasn't running because she was scared, she was running to keep herself from 'flipping' on the guy and hurting him. It wasn't her fault he didn't listen to her. They never did anyway..