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 Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 11:56 am
(If no one minds this as a good introduction point... hehehehe... DON'T HATE ME! gonk )
As Kiana walked out of the store, a young man bumped into her. "Oh, sorry about that." He quickly helped her up and then was gone. When he walked around the corner of the building he opened his hands, an Amethyst Necklace and a bag of gold sitting there. "I still got it. Never saw me."
Though it might take her some time to find out about the theft, she didn't notice it right away.
(Hehehe... twisted you might notice, but you didn't see me actually take the items in question. Just to clarify it. 3nodding )
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:12 pm
((I warn you now that you're going to hate me))
Enzeru was walking down the street whan she saw a young man. He might know where Arnold is. "Hey you...I need to ask you something." her voice was as cold as it usually was, but she didn't really care. As she got closer to the boy she noyiced a gold sack that looked similar to Kiana's and then realized that it was Kiana's. So this town has pick pocketers in it now. This place has gone to hell sine I left.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:15 pm
Kiana wiped the dirt off her cloths as she silently wondered to herself who the boy was. there was something about him, but she didn't know what. She just shrugged her shoulders and headed off to the next shop.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:18 pm
When Quin saw someone near the alleyway, he tucked the bag and jewelry into a pocket in his coat. "I'm sorry mi'lady. What did you say? I was busy seeing if I could afford something in a nearby store and was counting." He lied, but it certainly would look convincing, seen as he had a gold pouch in his hand a few moments ago. "How can I help you?"
(If your not playing a girl here, then change the honorifics to sir or something...)
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:25 pm
((Don't worry, I'm a girl in both))
"Well, two things now. One, do you know where I can find a man by the name of Arnlod Wilson and two..." She looked down at the boys pocket where he had just put the gold sack, ..."where did you get that money?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:47 pm
"I worked for it just like everyone else. Too bad the bag is my mom's old one..." he said that lie to cover if she say it. The embroidered flowers on it certainly wasn't very fitting for a man, but his story seemed true enough to him at least. "As far as for this Wilson you refer to, I have never heard of him." That part was at least true, which certainly would help add in some credibility to the rest of his story.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:54 pm
I wonder if he still works at the old blacksmiths shop. "Ok then, do you know someone who looks like this?" She took and old photo out of her bag of two men togther laughing and showed it to him. "Do you know the one on the right?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:57 pm
"You know, we get a lot of travelers through here surprisingly. I don't exactly recall the face any. Who is this guy to you?" He glanced at the photo, and didn't recall anyone he knew who looked like that. It could have been anyone as far as he knew.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:02 pm
"Who he is to me and what my business with him is is not something you need to know." She turned to leave, her heart filling with anger at the fact that she couldn't find him. "Oh, by the way, what is your name?"
((If you don't mind, I'm going to put a little twist in the story.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:04 pm
He just shrugged. "My name is Quin, and you are right. It is your business and none of mine."
(Story twists can be very fun... heheheh.)
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:21 pm
She was about to walk away when something from her past hit her. Quin...it can't be...can it? "Wait...do you live in the old house near the other end of town?" She turned her head so that she could see him, her grey eyes peering into his. It has to be him. There's only one person by that name who has ever lived here.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:26 pm
"Not unless you are referring to the old orphanage. My parents abandoned me when I was small. I have no last name to call my own, and live in a small shack on the edge of town." He quickly remembered his lie about the gold purse. "I have someone that I often call mother, she really isn't related to me." his eyes shifted with that last comment, possibly betraying that last lie. Maybe it might be taken as him just watching out for the people nearby or feeling nervous from some stranger asking him personal questions.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:37 pm
"I see, so you don't remember me." She turned back around and handed him a small piece of paper. "That is the inn that I'll be staying at tonight. If you do remember, come there and find me. Ask for Enzeru Zetsumei. At least five other people there will know where I'm at."
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:41 pm
"What? Huh?" Quin stood there confused. He didn't get confused often, but he had no recollection of an Enzeru Zetsumei. He did take the paper seen as it was handed to him, but was otherwise dumb founded.
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Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 1:45 pm
"I'll give you a hint, think back about ten years ago, there was a murder that took place. A husband wife and child were killed, and you were fiends with the young girl."
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