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Pandora smiled as she saw the girl whose wallet she had stolen earlier. She quickly smiled as one of her foster sisters headed into the restaurant to give the girl back her wallet. She had given her instructions before she went in. She loved her younger foster siblings and most of the time stole so that she could feed them. Her foster parents only fed them once a week half the time.

(( please don't take the story too far without me, i gtg crying ))

Calli noticed the little girl return her wallet to her, I guess I must have dropped it. She thought. "Thanks," she said. The little girl was eyeing the grilled chicken sandwich with fries on Calli's tray she was supposed to deliver to a customer. She looks really hungry, much, much more hungry than the tourist that ordered this. It wouldn't be a big deal if I gave it to her. I'll get the cook to make another one for the tourist. She handed the tray to the kid, "Here, it's a thank you for returning my wallet."
The little girl looked really happy, thanked Calli, and ran out of the grill with the food. "Wow!"
Calli was about to go to the cook to ask him to make a new chicken sandwich, but she stopped because she noticed the boy that gave her the book.

(Lol, I assumed that this would take place in the Ancient Greek times but I'll blend it in. wink )
Kros sat in the alley, waiting...waiting...
She had just stolen her dad's armor from under his nose. It was a stupid family heirloom, she remembered, but it was valuable armor all the same.
Kros loved to read fantasy and mythology especially. She had always wanted to be just like the heroes, even though they were dumb, arrogant fart-heads. All she wanted was to use some magic, have a little fun, and maybe, just maybe, meet a Greek god or two. Unlike the mortals she lived with, she knew mythology was real. Kros saw it with her own eyes.
It went like this: she was waking up one morning, sulking about how she'd have to go to that stupid private school and take that stupid math test and get a perfect score as usual. And there it was. Kros looked out the window, and where the sun was to rise, a chariot rose, pulled by magnificent fire breathing horses. It was so beautiful, she remembered, violent in a way, but beautiful nonetheless.
She had her new pet snake with her, still thinking of a name for it. Kros remembered getting it for being...being...what did her father call it? "A magnificent, beautiful, intelligent girl," he said. The memory made Kros shiver. She hated being complimented. It's nice to hear them occasionally, but her parents treated her like she was perfect. "Like I'm better than Zeus," she muttered, "I'm not and I never want to be Little Miss Perfect. That's why I ran away anyways. But look at me, I'm in a dumb alley and all I'm doing is just waiting for a sign. This is stupid."
Kros tiptoed out of the alley and peeked left, right, and left again. There was a resturant. Was it normal to go to an average resturant while wearing Greek armor? Ah, who cares? She hopped out of the alley with her snake, who she decided would be named Name, to the resturant.

"Nope, you pretty much ordered it all," Calli said arching an eyebrow at the man. Is he serious about eating all of that? Oh well I'll go get the other orders.
She went over to the table where the rebellious girl with the earphones sat. Calli recognized her from seeing her at the diner before. She seemed nice but mysterious and also seemed to share the same rebellious nature Calli had.
"Hi, may I take your order?"

(Kenamarin_Shukai, please send me a character profile, sorry, but i didn't accept you into the story yet and i need a profile to do that)as blayd sat at the table he felt different, his surroundings seemed to radiate as if with some power. he knew that something was different, was he perhaps in the company of others like him? he waited patiently for the waitress and looked around him. he noticed several unique looking people, he knew that his instinct had been correct and he then noticed that the waitress was the same young woman that he had seen only hours earlier

Blayd continued sitting as he noticed the young thief and that she had returned the wallet. he was happy to see that, as he didn't like the idea of someone like her being a thief. he waved at her and said "hey, nice to see you again" he didn't know what else to say, he was a little confused and disoriented by his surroundings, considering the people seemed different here. he noticed that she had a little girl with her, a daughter? no, the girl was to young to have a daughter like that, maybe a cousin or sister?