Isabelle watched the man with cautious, guarded eyes. She noted the smile that flashed across his face for only a second, and wondered what he was thinking, causing her eyes to narrow slightly. Rajah leaned into her leg, and she knew he was inspecting the man closely, because his tail was swaying from side to side. It was a habit of his, that she'd picked up quickly. Whenever he was in deep thought, his tail nearly never stopped moving.
"I'm Seboro Naykodin," the man announced, and the harshness in Isabelle's eyes lessened a little when she saw the look on his face. He looked hopeful, but under that was a bit of sadness. What was he thinking about? But she didn't have to wonder very long, because he told her. He explained that his daughter had died in a boat accident and him and his wife were looking for someone to fill the emptiness. Behind her, the orphanage owner placed a hand on her shoulder and Isabelle knew she'd never hear the end of it if she said no. Obviously the woman was touched by the mans story. Izzy sucked in her cheeks and considered it. Rajah flicked his tail at her leg and she knew he was telling her to think things through.
Maybe she would have said no. She usually wasn't the type of girl who let others tell her what to do, or get in the way of her plans, but there were a few things that changed her mind. One was the woman behind her, squeezing her shoulder almost painfully. Even if she were to stay, and refused him, she knew that the wicked lady would make it as hard as she possibly could for her to be released at eighteen. She'd never let Isabelle live it down. But there was something else that changed her mind. Something that hit home and made her want to say yes. The fact that his previous daughter had died in a boat accident. She thought back to her dreams and images of water and fire flashed across her mind, her two greatest fears. With a deep sigh, she tightened her grip on Rajah and yanked her shoulder away from the cold, thin hand of the orphanage owner.
"Yeah, I'll come with you." She turned to look at the woman. "Anything to get out of this shithole." Isabelle smirked, reveling in the annoyed look on her tormentors face. "Just... Let me grab something." She said, not bothering to wait for an answer before dashing out of the living room and back into the bedroom. She ran down to her bunk, red hair trailing behind her, before skidding to a stop. Cally still sat on the bed across from hers, looking broken hearted. Izzy's own heart almost broke. Cally was a sweet girl that tend to let people walk all over her. Without Isabelle here, who would protect her from the older kids? With a heavy sigh, she reached under her pillow and pulled out an old piece of paper with scribbled writings on it. One of the only clues she had from her past. Slipping it into her pocket, she then turned to her friend and knelt before her so that their faces were even. "I'll come back for you. Promise." She hugged her friend lightly and slipped away, running back to the door.
Once on the other side, she made sure to wipe her face of emotions before crossing to the orphanage owner and thrusting out her arm with the iron bracelet still on it. She gave the woman a slight smirk. "I really will miss this, but I don't think I need it anymore." She said sarcastically as she unlocked it and dropped tucked it away in her apron. Finally her wrist was free. Isabelle rubbed at the bright red band around her arm where the bracelet had just been and sighed with relief before turning back to the man on the couch. "I don't have any other things so..." She placed her hand on Rajah's back. "I guess I'm ready to go."
OOC: Don't have enough time to post from Rajah today, sorry -.-