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 Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 5:37 pm
"Ah Tortuga. One of the major ports of our time and ripe with people to distract. Right Dow?" Syliva said as they walked away from the docks that they had just arrived at. The dancer was more then ready to get to work once they found a good spot for her to perform in. She already had her fans out and tossing them in the air as she walked. It would draw a few that would be curious about them and get a small audience quickly. As she caught one of her fans she looked at her companion who was being his usual self this clear day.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 5:56 pm
Dowin stared at the port through his long silver hair. His red eyes scanning each individual that passed. His numbered fingers twitched with anticipation.
"It should be a good show." He said as he wiped his hands on his cloths.
They where the cloths on an elven noble, his first job and certainly not his last. He wondered if news of his crime's had spread this far. Not that it would matter, someone here was always guilty of something or another.
"There's competition here." Down said as he looked down towards his companion.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:05 pm
"Isn't there always?" Sylvia said as she turned so she was walking backwards in front of him. "Just don't do anything obvious and we'll be in the clear. Right?" She winked at him in her playful way. "I have faith in you after all." However as she was walking backwards she ran into someone. As she turned to appoligize she blinked. She had run into a fairly tall dark elf with dread locks and a tattoo on his lower abdomin which was uncovered. "Uh...sorry about that..." She said still surprised to see another elf here. The taller elf just shrugged and smiled down at her. "No problem. Just turn around before you hit someone next time."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:35 pm
Dowin walked behind the man silently. His eyes examining the situation, the oppositional challenge of the man's poise. ~First one of the day.~ He thought to himself walking behind the man. With a quick snatch his hand grabbing for whatever object the man had in his pocket, then strayed off to the outside of a tavern up towards it sign.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 6:51 pm
Sylvia watched both the stranger and out of the corner she watched Dowen do his thing. "Of course I will be more careful. Maybe you would like to come see me dance? I am looking for a good place now. Would you know anywhere with enough space?"
The dark man shook his head to her questions. "Sorry I can't. I have to find my pet. The little thing is bound to be getting into trouble." He looked around and then sighed. "Excuse me." He then went on his way looking left and right and upwards and downwards as he went.
Dowen had managed to snatch a small whistle of sorts from the man but that was about it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:03 pm
Dowin took the whistle out of his pocket examining it carefully. "What sort of trinket is this?" He said looking to see if the Sylvia was done. With an unsatisfied grunt he held the whistle in a clenched fist. " My first catch and all I get is a blasted whistle."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:06 pm
The blond elf caught up with her partner to see what he had managed. "That guy was big. Did he have anything good?" She asked him as she looked int his face. Her fans were at ease in her hands for the moment.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:25 pm
Dowin held up the whistle then looked at it. "Its not even silver." He said looking back at her. "And I would know if it held any sort of special properties."
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 7:33 pm
"Rats. Oh well I am sure there are better pickings in this city." Sylvia said with a shrug. "Lets go find a place to set up at." She took his hand and then started to tow him through the streets. However she had the oddest feeling they were being watched.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2008 8:15 pm
Dowin stuck the whistle in his pocket following her lead. If there was thing for sure she knew the rope's. "Why don't we find someplace to rest first?" He asked being hauled down the crowded street.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 5:36 am
The dancer slowed down and looked at her partner. "Are you really that tired? I mean if you want we can go to an inn or something first. I just thought you wanted to get started."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 7:20 am
Dowin shook his head in achyness. "I'm feeling a trite sick from the journy is all. Besides it would be nice to sleep on something moderatly comfertable." He moved his head slightly looking torwards her feet. " If you want to go out alone...then do so."
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 4:25 pm
Sylvia looked at her partner and then sighed a little. "I think we have enough money to get two rooms...maybe just one room with two beds. Might as well go find out right?" She then stopped to see if there was an inn nearby.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 9:06 pm
Dowin turned his head nodding as the words crept into his ear. ~One room with two beds~ He thought to himself self with a sort of jelouse snort. Sure she would entertain other's and give them looks even if they where fake.
Maybe it was because she knew so much about him, where he came from what he had done. Did she realize that he had done it all for her. Or was he just to ever play the second hand. Stealing to live from day to day. The joy of thieving had been washed over since the time they had traveled. Love was softening him, and he didn't know how much longer he could take it.
Out of the corner of his eye he spotted the number 5 on his thumb. The fith person who's life he had willingly taken. But these number's, in each
instance of their incarnation had some sort of special meaning to them.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2008 4:13 pm
Sylvia seemed oblivious to his darker thoughts, that or she was use to them by this point. "There. I see an inn. Lets go rest up then." She smiled at him and he could always tell when her smiles were earnest or not. This one happened to be as were most of the ones she gave him. She grabbed his hand to drag him towards the inn she had seen.
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