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Post by Arabella May Bennet on Dec 4, 2010 3:26:20 GMT 8
In Camelot the winds were calm, the sun was above burning bright and warm, and the market was hardly crowded just the way Arabella liked it. If it was pack with people she would wait later in the day. The only reason she would come in a pack of people was to pickpocket which she did at times. She had only got caught twice when she was younger, she was put in the stocks not a fun place to be. So she became more careful who she took from and what she would take. Arabella, she has long, and black she had braided it into a ponytail which was resting against her shoulder. Her brown long sleeve dress was getting a little to short soon she would need to fix it or buy a new one whichever cost her the less.
Arabella walked around slowly till she reached a table full a fresh fruits. “I think I will take two of your reddest apples.” She said to the merchant. Arabella pick a few until she found the perfect two apples. Arabella paid the men and walked some more till she found the meat shop. Buying meat was sometimes something she could not always get so she had to buy mostly vegetables but she had more money than she did in the last few weeks. “Some pork please.” Arabella put all the food into her small basket. She had thought of going home but decided to look around just a little longer.
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Post by Theron Steele on Dec 5, 2010 7:57:59 GMT 8
Thoren had found himself once again in the market stealing food. While he was taking a few apples he saw a woman beside him buying a few for herself. He didn't think the woman had seen him take the apples, and place them in his tiny torn bag. Then, he went on his way, but once again he found himself next to the woman in the marketplace. He pulled an apple from his bag and began to eat it, with his dirty hands.
He made a mental note to wash them, and looked at the woman standing next to him. He gave her an unintentionally eerie look. After finishing the apple he threw the core on the dusty ground. He wiped his mouth with his torn brown sleeve, and waited for a group of people to pass, before he began to walk again.
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Post by Romi Rathore on Dec 6, 2010 22:18:54 GMT 8
Romi had a chance to wander round without the kids for once even thoug he was one on the inside humming to himself and being a perticular tune, that he just wanted to hum he continued walking round narrowly missing people and kids alike. So many people today and yet he found himself not fazed by it all to be frank, Romi was more entranced by the fact that nobody had gave him a sour look yet and hoped that nobody would moving on, upon discovering that his feet were just moving him along from a little market stall, he wasn’t bothered about buying anything he just was there whether he knew why or not he was anywhere lately at this point. Stopping at a vegatable stall he whistled on and gave the guy behind the stall a smile before moving on once more.
He was heading home, he liked the peace to himself but he still couldn’t help but want to be with family whatever he did that was him inside out pausing he narrowly missed a kid what seemed like a small boy and passed by without hitting him whistling again he turned round to notice someone else and smiled at them in his walk abouts around he hadn’t seen her before and wandered who she was even though home was on his mind.
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Post by Arabella May Bennet on Dec 7, 2010 2:53:08 GMT 8
When Arabella was in the market no matter how crowed or not it was she was always watching making sure no thief tried any funny business with her. During the time she was buying apples she noticed in the corner of her eye a young boy stealing e of the apples, He was lucky not to be caught by a knight or the owner of the apple stand and even more lucky that Arabella didn't point it out. Maybe if he was older but he was just a child so she kept her mouth shut.
That was until she seen him again this time when she was buying meat, She only spoke to the boy because she felt something hit her leg, Arabella looked down to see the apple core that hit her leg. "Boy didn't your mother ever tell you it rude to throw food at people?" She asked sternly. Arabella was use to food being thrown at her because of the few times she was caught stealing something herself. But that did not mean that the children of Camelot could throw food whenever they felt like it.
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Post by Theron Steele on Dec 7, 2010 6:33:04 GMT 8
Theron took a step back, as a nobility passed by. He lowered his head to the man in a sign of respect, until he passed by. He had basically been minding his own business when the woman he had seen by the apple stand chose to scream at him. He jumped out of fear, and turned around quickly to stare at the woman. He picked up the apple core and placed it in his pocket, not looking for trouble.
"I'm sorry, miss." Of course his mother had never told him to not throw food at people. After all she was dead, but he did have the common sense to not act like a moron. He hadn't meant to hit the woman with the apple core, it was an accident, but he had learned quickly in Camelot that accidents weren't always taken so. He waited in front of the woman to see how she had taken his misadventure.
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Post by Romi Rathore on Jan 15, 2011 3:11:47 GMT 8
Romi smiled at the boy he didn’t mind at all he was used to being bumped into the kids he looked after did it all the time it was amazing he hadn’t fallen with all of them, except when he had fallen other a leg of something wooden and soon found the kids piling on top of him. Though he wasn’t expecting one of his kids running along and screaming his name “ROMI” shouted the eldest who bumped into him as he looked down and leaned towards him reaching his height “What is it?” he asked watching Joe look back.
“Karan’s lost, we don’t know what happened” he mumbled as Romi smiled “Come on let’s look for him and i’ll ask you later what happened” he told him as Joe nodded and the pair went in search if it was possible to get past.
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