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Post by Charani Sato on Jun 4, 2015 18:22:45 GMT
This place was the most serene in the land... Or at least that was how she thought of it. She stood near the edge of one of the streets near the shopping plaza just breathing in the fresh air. It was nice to spend a day not on the run. Nice to not have to be overly cautious like she did in pretty much every other city. She was wanted after all... that just didn't stop. Right now though she got to be just a normal girl. That was enough wasn't it? She knew she couldn't stay here for long though.
"Maybe I'll just sit for a few more minutes before leaving," she hummed calmly to herself as she plucked her happy butt onto a nearby bench. The sun was amazing and felt so warm and inviting. There were footsteps though that came towards her. Her body instantly tensed as it normally did. Feeling safe was a luxury she hadn't had in nearly a year since this whole rebellion started. Would she ever feel safe again?
She refused to turn to look at whoever was coming closer to her. She placed her hand onto her bag where she was keeping her pokeballs just in case she needed to fight or flee. Hopefully nothing would require that. She'd prefer not to have to do that right now. She just sat down after all! Then again in this city there were so many who felt for their cause. Did she really need to be alarmed?
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Post by Cassius Wolfe on Jun 4, 2015 23:55:24 GMT
{ } Spectre had more or less secured Redwall-- a much needed base for their operations, in Cassius' opinion, but that didn't mean there weren't still loyal citizens of the empire still inhabiting it. He watched his men drag the glowering old man away. It hadn't been the first time that they escorted the crotchety senior citizen back to his long-suffering wife, and it wouldn't be the last. With a sigh, Cassius turned away and headed down the street towards the plaza. As he approached, his eyes caught sight of a young woman sitting on a worn bench, eyes downcast and hand resting lightly on the bag at her side. Frowning, Cassius immediately thought the worst-- an infiltrator, a spy-- but, he reasoned, a trained imperial spy wouldn't look so tense. Schooling his face into one of mild amusement, he changed his direction so as to bring himself in front of her. "Nervous?" The fact that she was looking down made it hard to get a good look at her face, but Cassius thought he felt a glimmer of recognition. Had he met her before? Charani SatoMADE BY VEL OF GS
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