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 Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:39 pm
He reaches for her hand before moving.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:42 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:45 pm
He quietly walks to his father's house.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:48 pm
He arrives at his father's house and knocks on the door.
It is answered by a tall man with a sword at his belt. He jumps slightly when he sees them and takes a quick glance back. "You came." He shouts louder down the hall. "He came!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:55 pm
Richard flinches back, his hand going into the pocket with the gun.
The man steps forward. "You're to come with me." Another man appears inside, also with a sword at his hip. This one is also holding a gun.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:56 pm
She frowns. "Who are you?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:01 pm
"It's.. they're..." Richard's eyes widen with panic when he spots the gun.
The first man blinks. "Stephen. Of the Darrow house guard." He nods at the other man. "And that's Lars."
Lars points the gun at Richard.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:06 pm
"Put those guns away." Frown! "What are you going to do with Richard?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:08 pm
"I'm not going back! He said he'd meet with me!"
Stephen raises his eyebrows. "Right. We're supposed to escort you there."
Lars keeps his gun pointed. "And shoot you if you try anything."
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:13 pm
"At least stop pointing it straight at him." She slaps at Lars.
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:16 pm
Lars moves back and frowns at her. "Try that again and I'll shoot."
Stephen holds his hands up. "Now, now. If you come along nice there won't be any shooting."
Richard starts to lift his gun. "I'm not going back."
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 11:22 pm
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