Roxas walked through the bustling streets of what appeared to be Fifteenth Century Paris. He was soo confused on what he should do from there, he tried asking people for directions. Sadly, nobody answered him.
"Excuse me, I..." he tried to say to a woman, but she ignored him. He then saw a guard, "I'm sorry, could you...." but even the guard walked away. Roxas began to think that coming to this world was a lost cause; He may never find a pair of feet to have fun with here.
As Roxas continued through the streets, he began to hear music. He followed the sound until he reached a corner and saw a man playing some sort of flute. But that
s not what caught Roxas' attention; he eyed the beautiful woman dancing and playing her tambourine. She had tan skin, long wavy black hair, and wore a white top, teal waist, and a light purple skirt and dark purple shawl with gold coins, with a frilly white underskirt. But what caught Roxas' eye wasn't just her looks, but the fact that she was barefoot! Her feet and toes looked so nice and smooth for being a barefoot woman. They looked a little dirty, too. It was then that Roxas noticed a goat, which was dancing alongside the woman.
A woman and her daughter walked by Roxas and the performers. But when the girl giggled and tried to go near the dancing, the mother pulled her back.
"Stay away from them, child," Roxas heard the mother say, "They're gypsies!"
'Gypsies?' Roxas thought to himself, 'Who cares?!' He continued to watch the woman dancing and constantly eyed her feet as she did so, getting shots of her soles as they moved to the beat. Roxas smiled.
It was then that the gypsy girl paused and looked at Roxas. She noticed him smiling and she in return smiled back, liking the attention she was getting from a "young fan".
Suddenly, there was a loud whistle. With that, the gypsy performers quickly grabbed their things and ran off. But when the goat tried to carry the hat full of coins, the coins spilled out. The goat cried for the gypsy girl, who saw and rushed to pick up the coins. But it was too late, for two guards had already reached them.
"All right, gypsy," one of them said, "Where'd ya get the money?"
"For your information, I earned it," she replied.
"Gypsies don't earn money," laughed the guard.
"You steal it?" asked the other, trying to take the hat.
"You'd know a lot about stealing!" said the gypsy.
"Troublemaker!" yelled the guard. They grabbed the gypsy and tried to take her coins, but she fought back, kicking and punching them. Upon seeing this, Roxas ran and pushed them aside.
"Run!" yelled Roxas. The gypsy girl did so.
"I'll teach you a lesson, peasant!" yelled the guard, drawing a dagger. But Roxas summoned his Keyblade and knocked him back. He then used 'Fire' to send a blaze towards them, singing them a little bit. Scared, the guards fled.
Proud of what he did, Roxas began walking the streets again. However, he had his eye out for the gypsy girl. But there was no sight of her. Roxas sighed and rested on a building near an alleyway.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed him and pulled him into the ally. Roxas was shocked, but was soon relieved to see the face of the gypsy girl.
"Oh, hello," Roxas said, blushing.
"I just wanted to thank you for saving me back there," she said. Her sheep 'ba'd" back.
"Oh, don't mention it," Roxas told her. "I'm Roxas, by the way, and you?"
"Esmeralda," said the woman with a smile, "This is Djalhi," introducing her goat friend.
"Nice to meet you," Roxas said.
"So what brings you to Paris?" asked Esmeralda.
"Huh?"
"It's clear that you're not from here," she explained, observing Roxas' clothes.
Roxas thought to himself, glancing at Esmeralda's dirty, yet pretty, feet. Perhaps he could use this to his advantage.
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