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 Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 2:53 pm
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"Patient 7O3?" The boy tilted his head to the other side. He apparently did that every time he was confused about something. "At a hospital? A... d'asile...? Uhh... how is it...'looney house'?" It wasn't really a big issue if the woman had been there, he was used to people who came fresh out, whether they escaped or never exactly did time. "I'm not worried. One of my best friends sat wrapped up like a blueberry crepe in un asile."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:10 pm
 Trealia Knightly
Trealia laughed at his response, "Oh, really? Perhaps I've met him." She said with a smile, "Of course, I was kept in for nearly a decade in a small padded room in the back with binding tighter than anything you could imagine." She gave a quick chuckle at the small memories that went through her mind. Her smile vanished for a second as she heard the grunts of several brutes approaching nearby.
"We'd best leave. We have been in one place for too long. Unless you like a fight?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:14 pm
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"A decade is a long time, though I dou- uahh..." Oji cut himself off, realizing what Trealia just asked. "Non, non! Pierrots make people smile, not cry or... w-worse! I live for performance, not manslaughter... w-we should... échapper à!"
He reached back out to her hand and gripped it without thinking of how she might respond. "Which way..?" He glanced around frantically like a lost child, then his eyes trailed back over the woman. "Unless you actually want to waste time fighting...?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:34 pm
Trealia Knightly
Her brow rose when he grasped her hand, but she thought nothing of it as the footsteps became closer. She smiled at his response. "Aw," She pouted, playfully, "Taking the easier road, are we?" She chuckled, "Well, fine, we'll leave. Like I said- I'm rather bored of these thugs."
She started to run in the direction she came from, dragging the Pierrot behind her, not exactly having a location to go to.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:40 pm
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The little blond kept his breathing steady as if he was doing acrobatics to keep from the exercise being so bad, but he still let out a few whines from being dragged. He normally was given the option of running alongside someone or hopping up one their back, which was easy due to his smallness.
"Madame Trealia, do you know where you're going?" He cried out after a while.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:52 pm
Trealia Knightly
Only stopping for aquick moment to glance at her surroundings, she replied, "Not too sure..." She smiled, walking a bit further, "Don't really have a place here. I just run and gun... Or knife..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 3:57 pm
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"Th-then... have you ever made it to an edge? With water? We could swim away or make a makeshift boat...!" The Pierrot sighed and gripped his knife tightly, in case he had to 'run and gun... Or knife'.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 4:10 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Once or twice. But I'm usually to distracted to do anything." She replied with a smile. "Don't really have a place to go, nor a reason to stay." Not too long after, a grunt came running down the path to them.
"Really, now?" She chuckled before hurling her knife at him, aiming specifically for the exposed throat.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 5:42 pm
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"Oh..." the boy muttered. The woman was confident. She obviously had reasons to be too, but it was a little intimidating and the Pierrot didn't know how to really respond to it. She also talked like she was really old, which didn't help, since the boy had not only forgot his age but was also immature at times and very petite.
"That's it...? No one teams up here? There's no herds...?"
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 6:06 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Well, it every man for himself here." She chuckled, her fingers trembling over the absence of the knife, striding over to the body of her latest.... Victim. She hated using that word. Made her sound more evil than she really was.
Not far off, more grunts where heard and Trealia smiled, "But sometimes they like to ambush."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 6:18 pm
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The Pierrot gave a slight pout. Had she already forgotten that they just made a... pact? To leave the island together, that's what they agreed on, right? So it wasn't every man for himself...
"Sh-should we run? Trealia, you'll be able to fight them all off? I'm useless..." As he said this, he had completely forgotten about the knives at his waist and the one in his hand, the one that he so carelessly just dropped, leaving him staring down at it with a meek smile.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 6:32 pm
Trealia Knightly
Trealia grasped the knife at the man's throat, simply replying, "Well, we can go that way... Seems sa-" Just as she heard the sound of metal dropping she tore the knife from her foe's neck and turned to face the clown, afraid someone might have gotten him.
She chuckled when she saw the knife. "Well..." She strode over to hin and simply picked up the blade, "Fine craftsmanship... For a clown." She examined the blade in fine detail befre handing the knife to the boy, handle first. With a grin and a chuckle.
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 6:40 pm
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"M-merci..." Oji sighed, grabbing the knife back, making sure to remove it from her hands carefully. He really hated handling weapons when he had no intent on doing a trick with them...
"Whatever you think is safest, madame..." he nodded to the side, almost in disbelief of his next few words, but he was sure he needed to say them to feel like they were actually a team now. "From now on, Trealia is my ringmaster, until I can get back home..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 22, 2010 6:57 pm
Trealia Knightly
"Don't apologize. I don't hold it against you if you are wary of me." She said with a smile. "But if we're going to be a team, you need to tell me these things."
Though, the woman fell silent when she caught those last words. Did she hear him right? Ringmaster? Safe to say that she had never been called that. Or anything of that big importance. She blinked. But then, she eventually smiled, "C'mon kid. This way ought to be good for now." She said, flipping her own knife in her hand.
Grunts started to sound not far off and she stiffened. "We'd better move." She said in a sing-song voice.
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Posted: Thu Sep 23, 2010 3:38 am
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"Errr... right..." The Pierrot, instead of just grabbing her hand, took her whole arm and tugged her away. This time, he was dragging her, and it seemed a little faster to him that way.
Well. It was either that or hop on her back. She looked strong, but a boy under 1OO pounds still might be much on her spine. Especially while running.
Even though heading in the same direction the blackette was, he felt lost. He wasn't used to dragging people behind him...
"Madame... uhh... maybe you should... I mean..." he looked behind her for a second and his eyes widened. The grunts had seen them and surprisingly began to follow them the whole running length. All the boy could do was sigh in despair and tug at Trealia's arm.
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