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"That's nice," Her smiled faded for the first time. "Unfortunately, your correct to assume I'm here because of him." Louis sighed loudly. "I'm sure whatever you think this young man has done--" "Oh don't worry Louis, I'm quite sure of this." Dert said, standing, "Though it's nothing serious, at least from what I'm aware. As always, I'm simply here to make sure things don't get out of hand." "You are Sharp'i McDonald, aren't you?" "Yes . . ." he replied nervously.
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Sharp'i blushed a little at being called her boyfriend. "He's your boyfriend?" Dert asked, "Fascinating, it must be hard keeping up a long distance relationship."
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"Your welcome, I'm always here to serve." But then her eyes shifted to Sharp'i. "Unfortunately, that isn't the reason for my visit today."
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"Alright . . ." He lay down next to the fire, feeling exhausted. He didn't want to fall asleep yet--he didn't trust Jane quite yet. But it was getting harder to stay awake. Running around a haunted mansion after walking several miles can really take it out of kid.
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"You don't need to be afraid dear," Dert said reassuringly, "the program has been completely successful--we haven't encountered any suspicious activity here in Amyra Ay, and I'm sure it's the same for your home district."
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Sharpo gently rubs his back to help calm him.
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"Seeing as you two have traveled here, I think I ought to explain why I'm usually here." Dert settled back into the sofa like she was right at home. "The government has decided to send us Inspectors out to keep on eye on families that previously employed tributes, and their real families as well," she sent a glance at Sarah. "The Games brings our nation together, but we worry about the small chance some people might be . . . restless, because of their direct connection to the games. I'm simply here to make sure all is well." "And it is," Louis said, "As it has been on all of your visits." "Is it?" She asked with a smirk.
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"On the contrary, the games bring the nation together." Her smile was all too bright, "And my work get's more interesting."
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Oh, nice!
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"Oh, I'm not surprised, generally people forget after I leave them for a few hours y'know? they can't forget if I'm actively with them." He glanced at Kaza, then back at her.
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The start of Stormlight fanfic thing for an OC I made that I haven't finished yet: (this is like a first chapter maybe idk) (I should clarify that it takes place in the time skip between Oathbringer and RoW) Have I abandoned Demons of El out of boredom? Maybe? We'll see.
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Welcome to the Shard! Do you have a favorite kind of bagel?
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"Y-yeah."
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Random short story idea I might write but probably not so I'm putting it here before I forget: the ghost of ancient ruler is well aware that archeologists are (unsuccessfully) looking for his tomb. He thinks that if they find it and disturb his remains, he won't be able to go to the after life, so he uses his magic ghost powers to move his tomb around from place to place (I'm thinking he's stuck in one region though). The archeologists are starting the catch on though, and it's getting harder and harder for him to hide. Chaos ensues.
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"No . . . I am, but then they took us and made us into servants. The whole . . . forgetting thing started before that though." He didn't seem to notice her reaction.
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"Y'know . . . servant, do what your told without being noticed, that sort of thing," he said, waving his hands around vaguely. "People also tend to forget about me, which doesn't help."
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"It's okay . . . I guess I'm not super used to people looking me in the eye."
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". . . sounds good, but uh . . ." "Why are you staring at me?"
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"Okay . . you don't seemed super determined to get out."
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He rolled his eyes. "Of course, I'm not an idiot." He glanced at Kaza, "At least not anymore . . ." "I simply hope we don't have to turn on each other by the end of this--even though it is likely."
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"The apology was sarcastic," He said dryly, but he didn't press it further. "Nice to meet you, I hope our acquaintance doesn't end with death."
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She tilts her head, "Is that really something they need help with? Honestly you could go get yourself a new maid right now--and you wouldn't have to go get it yourself. They do still have a maid left, y'know." Dirt chuckled in a good-natured way, "Don't think I'm judging--it's my job to be suspicious." She settled down on a sofa opposite them without being invited. Sarah offered her some tea, but Dert declined it. @TheRavenHasLanded (;0)
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"I see . . ." Her smile widened, "Help out with what, might I ask?"
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Sarah nodded, and left. Soon, she returned with the new guest. Inspector Dert was wearing a white uniform, stark against all of the black decorations in the house. She had honey colored hair and a round, pleasant face. Dert appeared to be only a few years older than Sharp'i and Kandy. "I didn't expect you to be entertaining other guests Louis," She said with a smile, "It's out of character for you." "I suppose it has been a while . . ." Louis shrugged, "These are relatives of my mother, they came from another district to visit."
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"No . . . if they find you it will definitely get me in trouble. Better pretend your just visiting family, then a claim of suspicious activity will be nothing more than a claim." Louis explained. "Let's pretend your a relatives of ours," Lizzie said. She didn't seem nervous at all, rather, more excited than before.
