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Post by The Stranger on Sept 5, 2012 16:01:17 GMT -5
Finn looked over his shoulder with annoyance, and walked with Mariya away from the too men, before chuckling to himself.
"C'mon," he said, looking around to see if they had picked up a new tail as they headed down the streets.
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Post by Marie on Sept 5, 2012 16:28:24 GMT -5
"You sure they're no danger to us?" Mariya asked, meaning the men they had just fled from, now inclined to be suspicious of anyone they met before they reached the Hightower.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 5, 2012 18:25:04 GMT -5
"I'm almost positive they are a danger," Finn replied, "That's why we're not going home yet."
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Post by Marie on Sept 6, 2012 4:53:26 GMT -5
"So where now?" She asked.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 6, 2012 6:04:26 GMT -5
"Tavern hopping," Finn replied, putting his arm around Mariya's waist again as they strolled. And looked for a likely bar.
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Post by Marie on Sept 6, 2012 7:53:21 GMT -5
"Oh. I've never done that before," she confided. "I didn't think it's something you would have done much, either."
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Post by The Smith on Sept 6, 2012 8:24:34 GMT -5
There were several taverns about with ludicras names. All seemed quite similar to one another. This section of the city was reknowned for its artisans, so most were well maintained, and brightly lit.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 7, 2012 8:39:58 GMT -5
Finn picked one called The Bookshelf, and ducked inside. Once in he found a seat for them where he could observe the front door.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 7, 2012 8:45:37 GMT -5
The barmaid walked up and smiled at the couple, "What would you like?"
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Post by Marie on Sept 7, 2012 9:17:19 GMT -5
"Ale will be fine," Mariya said, thinking that perhaps it would be the cheapest.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 7, 2012 13:58:00 GMT -5
"You have Longmoss?" Finn asked leaning forward slightly.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 7, 2012 13:59:23 GMT -5
"No... I am afraid not." The girl replied.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 7, 2012 14:06:18 GMT -5
Finn nodded. That made him happy. "Very good." he said, "just an ale then," He said.
He took Mariya's hand and patted it contentedly, as he watched the door to see if anyone came through looking for them.
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Post by The Smith on Sept 7, 2012 14:16:49 GMT -5
The Waitress walked away.
A man in a cloak entered, and then peeled it off. He walked slowly to the bar. His nose seemed to have been replaced with a flesh colored turnip.
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Post by The Stranger on Sept 7, 2012 14:21:21 GMT -5
Finn eyed the man out of his peripheral vision, looking for some indicator that the man was doing the same. He didn't think Turnip Face was the same men who had been following them earlier (OOC: Is he?)
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Hope you all are well and happy.