Mags

"They . . . are they really planning on doing it again? Are you absolutely sure?" There was real fear in his eyes.

"The . . ." He grew pale. "No the rebellion stopped it . . . that was the whole point."

"The city?"

"Know what?" Sharp'i asked as he started up the stairs behind her. "The peacekeeper over Po said there's no reason for them to move him to another household if we don't want them to, so . . ."

Sharp'i follows and slips in as well, closing the window behind him. The window sit's just above a long counter, which makes climbing in and out really easy. The room around them was a large kitchen, the type you'd expect to see dozens of servants rushing around to prepare something or other. It was empty though, and only a small corner of appeared to have been used, and cleaned, recently. Sharpo was already moving through the room to a small door on the other side. He opened it to reveal a steep, rickety staircase. It was probably meant to allow staff to deliver food to higher levels of the house more quickly, but now it served as a perfect escape route to the back of the house. "Make sure to skip the second step," Sharpo called as he disappeared up the stairs, "It's creaky."

"Oh yeah . . . that's probably true." Sharp'i turned his face towards the building, now aware of how red he was. Two minutes alone with a girl and he was already blushing like crazy. Spending all that time alone in the house may have not been the best idea, he thought to himself, my social skills are non-existent . . . Sharpo popped his head back out the window. "Are you guys coming? We might get spotted."

"Yes but . . " His face was a bit redder now, "The- the point of an excuse is that it gets you out of trouble."

Sharp'i gives her a blank stare. "That would . . . probably make my father even more upset." Sharpo, who was opening the window, turned to look between the two of them. He gave Kandy a very big smile before slipping into the house. "Um . . . after you." Sharp'i said, it was his turn to blush a little.

As they went the neighborhoods got nicer and nicer, the flat tenement buildings changed into apartments, and finally large brick houses. Eventually, the houses grew further apart, and then the city itself fell away. Sharp'i lead them down a neatly paved road into a large stretch of clear land. This was clearly the 2 (or more I'm not sure how much they'd get) acres the Mcdonald family had gotten after the rebellion. The land wasn't . . . great. It was obviously not taken care of, or used for anything in particular. The fields were full of weeds and the grass was too dry to be pleasant. They came upon the house fairly quickly, it had been built on a piece of the land closer to the city than not, for convenience sake. The house itself sat up on a little bit of a hill, but that only served to make the site of it worse. It had clearly once been an ostentatious, grand building, pre-rebellion most likely. Now, the paint was peeling and the wood looked like it would splinter in a light breeze. Many of the windows were boarded up, and the tiles on the roof were falling off. The only things that looked like they had garnered any attention or care were two small metal statues that sat on the front porch. As he had said before, Sharp’i turned off the path when they got a decent distance from the house, and began trekking through the brushy field. It had been hard to see from the road, but there was a clear trail here, and the boys had obviously used this way several times. They made it round the back of the large building, and Sharpo pointed at a floor level window on the building's right corner. “We’ll climb through there, okay?” He whispered. It was open barely an inch-- just enough to pull it open all the way from the outside.

"He is, isn't he?" Sharp'i smiled, but it was brief. "It isn't far, but we need to approach the building from the back, so we'll have to take a roundabout way."

" . . . Alright then." He gestured down the road, "It's this way." "Yaay! Let's go!" Sharpo started pulling Kandy down the street.

"My father won't like that . . ." Sharp'i said, but he didn't seem to be against it. "We can sneak her in right? We'll have to sneak in anyway!" Sharpo exclaimed. He excitedly took Kandy's hand. "It'll be fun!"

"Yeah . . ." "But I don't waaaant to go home, I want to talk to the nice lady!" Sharpo complained. Sharp'i sighed, "If we don't get home soon they'll notice we're gone, Po."

"Well, considering I'm not really-" Sharp'i glanced at Sharpo, "We're not really supposed to be out here right now . . . It's less that I'm not sure were to go, but more I can't get away, I'm glad to hear your not doing to bad though."

"Ah, yeah, I know how you feel."

They make it to the thicket and are easily able to take cover there. Half of the soldiers hid with them. "The rest of the boys will pretend to come looking for us, and then we'll all escape together!" Jert explained. "We'll make our way to the city using a round-about way to avoid running into them again," Herman added. You can't hear her, but Grace is clearly frustrated with Whist's figure.

"I know . . ." Sharpo said, he then glanced at Sharp'i, "I know." "So how've you been recently Kandy?" Sharp'i asked, clearly trying to change the subject.

"Nice." Alun says, grinning.

"I was asking Mike actually, he gave me some the other day."

Ah, I see, seems like a fun movie! I found the recent D&D movie really funny, if you've seen that. I have a hard time explaining what it is I find funny, it's kind of a mixed bag.

"Oh hey again!"

"Yeh but that's not nearly as cool."

Just ignore me and my speculation then lol! I guess it really is just a difference in taste . I was just curious what you thought, as I'd gathered that idea from my own opinion and a few others I've talked with, but knowing me I'm probably just over thinking things entirely! (I've never seen the clue movie, nor do I really know who those actors are so I can't really say when it comes to that, sorry)

Grace followed after Muriel within a few minutes, probably annoyed at the hold up. You hear her distantly exclaim, "What is it this time?" Whist stayed behind the bush to concentrate. Herman waves for Fiadh to follow him as he and Jert start to sneak towards some nearby trees. A few of the other soldiers follow, trickling by one at a time.