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Freya LaShale	Jun 16 2009, 12:02 AM
Love Thief Posts: 136 Group: Citizen Member #250 Joined: January 3, 2009	At the interruption, Freya's eyes lazily found their way to the new party, instantly fascinated by his appearance and the way he entered the business of others with hardly a batting lash. Peculiar indeed. She would have wanted to know the man were she not so distracted at the moment by the word 'failure'. Yeah... what good was she? What was her use being here, if not to play to the fancies of the city guards, or really anyone who happened upon her. The bolder of the two seemed to have taken the stranger's comments personally, "Are you threatening us?" He glared. Bullik gave the other guard a tug on his arm, "You've been bested, Havard. Let's go. We ought not to have thought such things in the first place and you're gonna get yourself hurt again like last time." Havard's glare re-directed itself to Bullik, and finally eased up. Bullik was wearing that 'you know I'm right' expression. And he was. Ildri's guards were among the more sensible kind of forces. Without a goodbye, they left to assume their duties. All anyone had had to do was acknowledge their conversation. Now, back within the thralls of nowhere to be and nothing to do, the girl sank back down to the ground. It was more comfortable there. She said nothing, half embarrassed at her own display, half... not really caring about anything, so why speak? Instead, she drank a little more. Tasted like water now... Still, from time to time, she would glance upwards at the man, straining to see the strip on his face without bandages. She couldn't help but be curious...

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