Miyuki: HELLO BOYS AND GIRLS!!! I LIVE O.O!!!! ^^; Sorry this took a while to get out but I gots it out….Now without MORE adieu…ON WITH THE SHOW!!!
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The early morning air seeped through under he window sill. Barrel wrapped the thread-bear blanket tighter about himself. One thing he hated about the attic was the early morning drafts that tended to blow in, despite his efforts to keep them outside.
He sighed and sat up, scratching his head he looked around the room.
"Now that I'm up….what to do."
He looks at the door and notices he faint light coming from the crack underneath.
'That's not morning light….the suns over there.'
He walks towards the door and sneaks downstairs. He peers around the corner of the stair well. His eyes fall on the two men talking in hushed whispers in the parlor.
"So you've got what I want?" the darker haired man asked.
"A cours Sam, a cours. Have I ever let ye down?"
The darker haired man smiled and slipped his hand into his cloak. His beady eyes fell on the man sitting across from him.
"Where is it then Jason?"
Jason makes a motion with his eyes to the attic.
"Up there, the boy has no idea it's even there. Ye can pick it up tonight. After ye pay a cours."
Sam's eye glitter for a moment.
"Of course. So long as everything is as it should be."
"A cours, if there be one thief ye can trust it's me, Good Ol' Jason Therwell."
Sam smiles slightly and stands.
"all right…two days you got it. Two days."
Jason nodded.
"Yeah I got it."
'So do I.' Barrel thought as he quietly slipped back into the attic and curled back under his sorry excuse for a blanket and waited for the sun to be truly up before he moved.
He blinked a bit as a shaft of sunlight fell over his eye. He yawned and heard the familiar movements downstairs. He sighed and rolled up his beddings and put on some cloths then headed downstairs.
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Jason glared at the slightly pale boy that came down the stairs. EH huffed and set a bowl of grayish soupy gruel on the table.
"eat up." he muttered, "there's a festival in town and we're gonna be busy."
Barrel nodded and quickly finished his breakfast. He leaned back a bit on the chair and gave a very large grin to his benefactor.
"So Jason, where we hitting tonight?"
Jason returned the grin.
"We're hittin' in front of the palace itself. Seems there's something going on there and there'll be a crowd. Oh will there be a crowd, remember Barrel…slow and steady."
Barrel nodded and jumped off the chair heading for the door. He grabbed a scarf and hat and headed into to town. He had to brush up for the night's events.
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Jason waited for the boy to be on the other street then ran up to the attic. Fumbling around an old wooden plank, he hastily lifted it up and pulled out a strong box. He grinned and rubbed his hands together and opened the box. He pulled out the diamond necklace and gave a breathy laugh. Sam would pay highly for it, very high. He stuffed the box and necklace back in the hiding place and headed back downstairs. He walked off towards the other side of town to get a much anticipated bag of money.
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Barrel yawned as he walked back in to the house, his pockets loaded with fruits and breads he had 'borrowed' off the carts. Most importantly to him was some sweets he had snuck off the bakery tray. He snuck back up to his room hoping, but not knowing, that Jason wasn't there.
He sat in the corner on top of his beddings and began to eat, slowly savoring the candy. As he munched happily he noticed a bit of disturbance in the dust on the floor. Curious, he walk over and inspected the wood plank.
'Odd. Never noticed this before, maybe it's the light.' He shrugged and opened the box. He sputtered, his eyes widening like saucers. Inside the dingy little box was a diamond necklace. He gulped and racked his brain. 'When…and…bloody hell…' He glances around quickly and placed the necklace in hi pocket. He hurried over to his pathetic little corner. He gathered up as much as he could and packed it up. He was rich, fuck old Jason. He was probably going to have a heart attack when he found out anyways. Besides…Barrel deserved the money much more then the senile old man.
He climbed down the drain pipe and landed in the cold alley. He glanced around one last time then headed at full run towards the Themes River and Puddle Dock.
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Jason sneered when he entered the house his beady eye shifting left to right. Something was wrong here.
"BOY! BARREL! WHERE ARE YE!? GET DOWN 'ERE AT ONCE! Barrel…" He sneers and storms up towards the attic. "BARREL!"
He stops short and looks from the open and empty trunk to the open window. He looks at the corner his eyes widening as realization sets in.
"The little bastard…HE ROBBED ME!!!!"
Jason rushes out of the house. He steps into the alley his eyes wild. " WHERE ARE YOU BOY!!! YOU HEAR ME AND HEAR ME GOOD!!! I'LL SHOW YE TA ROB FROM JASON THERWELL!!!"
He heads down towards the Themes screaming and shouting along the way.
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Barrel waits nervously on the bridge besides Puddle Dock. He fingers the necklace carefully assuring himself it was still there. He sighed his breath coming out as steam in the cold dusk air. The next boat was due at 7:00...it was 6:30. Half an hour more of freezing then he'd be free. Free to do as he pleased and go where he wanted. With full payment resting inside his coat pocket.
He huddled into his jumper, it was getting colder. He looked into the murky water below. It was pitch black. He shuddered. He hated water, he couldn't swim. But taking the boat to the station was the fastest and safest way he could think of. Not to mention cheapest. He whistled to stay warm and brave and kept an eye out for the fairy.
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Jason heard the merry tune before he saw the boy standing on the bridge. He could see the lights of the distant fairy steadily approaching. So he was trying to escape? Jason chuckled grimly and started for the bridge, his heavy boots sloshing in the puddles as he walked across the cobblestone street.
Barrel stopped his song abruptly and looked about. He'd heard a heavy clunking wet sound. He looked around and saw the hunched figure step out of the fog. His eyes widen when he recognized the gait. Jason.
"I see ye've spotted me boy." Jason said walking onto the bridge. He drew closer to the boy pinning him against the barrier between the walkway and thin air. Barrels eyes grew wider. Jason gave a snort. "Jus' give ol' Jason what he wants and I may be inclined at let ye go wif out 'arm. Don't an well…" His eye flickered to the murky water below.
Barrel panicked, he looked around. He gulped and nodded reaching into his pocket and handing the necklace to Jason.
Jason snatched it out of the boys hands and stuffed it where it belonged, with him. He turned to the paling boy and sneered. "Now…at teach ye a lesson fer stealing from ME BOY!!!"
Barrel reared back on instinct as the wrinkled hand raised to back-hand him across the face. He hit the railing on the bridge and tumbled over the edge. Jason's eyes widen and he made a mad grab for the coat but missed. He watches as the Themes swallowed the pale boy beneath it's inky surface.
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Barrel hit the cold water and sank down. He opened his eyes and looked around desperately. Which way had he fallen in? which way was up?! He panicked and started to swim up, well in the direction he thought was up. He went for a few moment then realized….he was swimming down. His lungs all ready bursting for air he spun around ad started for the surface. His ears were ringing and his eyes began to sting from the pollution in the water. He was getting tired. He could see the moon through the water, he was almost out.
Reaching out the tips of his fingers broke the surface but were jerked back at his pant leg caught on some old fishing equipment. He reached down trying desperately . He gasped drawing water in. He heard a rushing in his ears, his chest felt as if it were on fire. He struggled until his strength gave out. He stretched his hand out as a last effort, then sank back down towards the bottom his eyes rolling back.
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Barrel opened his eyes…well he thought he did anyways. He felt grimy and very slimy. He looked around…he was still underwater. But he was awake. He looked around and saw a grinning face. His eyes widen before he blacked-out once more.
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*hides* You guys are gonna shoot me!!! I'm am soooo sry it took so long to post ^^; But I had lost the inspiration for the fic. Don't know how I got it back buts I did ^(^_^)^ Hope you enjoyed it. There may be a short epilogue then this fic is over ^^.
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The early morning air seeped through under he window sill. Barrel wrapped the thread-bear blanket tighter about himself. One thing he hated about the attic was the early morning drafts that tended to blow in, despite his efforts to keep them outside.
He sighed and sat up, scratching his head he looked around the room.
"Now that I'm up….what to do."
He looks at the door and notices he faint light coming from the crack underneath.
'That's not morning light….the suns over there.'
He walks towards the door and sneaks downstairs. He peers around the corner of the stair well. His eyes fall on the two men talking in hushed whispers in the parlor.
"So you've got what I want?" the darker haired man asked.
"A cours Sam, a cours. Have I ever let ye down?"
The darker haired man smiled and slipped his hand into his cloak. His beady eyes fell on the man sitting across from him.
"Where is it then Jason?"
Jason makes a motion with his eyes to the attic.
"Up there, the boy has no idea it's even there. Ye can pick it up tonight. After ye pay a cours."
Sam's eye glitter for a moment.
"Of course. So long as everything is as it should be."
"A cours, if there be one thief ye can trust it's me, Good Ol' Jason Therwell."
Sam smiles slightly and stands.
"all right…two days you got it. Two days."
Jason nodded.
"Yeah I got it."
'So do I.' Barrel thought as he quietly slipped back into the attic and curled back under his sorry excuse for a blanket and waited for the sun to be truly up before he moved.
He blinked a bit as a shaft of sunlight fell over his eye. He yawned and heard the familiar movements downstairs. He sighed and rolled up his beddings and put on some cloths then headed downstairs.
~*~
Jason glared at the slightly pale boy that came down the stairs. EH huffed and set a bowl of grayish soupy gruel on the table.
"eat up." he muttered, "there's a festival in town and we're gonna be busy."
Barrel nodded and quickly finished his breakfast. He leaned back a bit on the chair and gave a very large grin to his benefactor.
"So Jason, where we hitting tonight?"
Jason returned the grin.
"We're hittin' in front of the palace itself. Seems there's something going on there and there'll be a crowd. Oh will there be a crowd, remember Barrel…slow and steady."
Barrel nodded and jumped off the chair heading for the door. He grabbed a scarf and hat and headed into to town. He had to brush up for the night's events.
~*~
Jason waited for the boy to be on the other street then ran up to the attic. Fumbling around an old wooden plank, he hastily lifted it up and pulled out a strong box. He grinned and rubbed his hands together and opened the box. He pulled out the diamond necklace and gave a breathy laugh. Sam would pay highly for it, very high. He stuffed the box and necklace back in the hiding place and headed back downstairs. He walked off towards the other side of town to get a much anticipated bag of money.
~*~
Barrel yawned as he walked back in to the house, his pockets loaded with fruits and breads he had 'borrowed' off the carts. Most importantly to him was some sweets he had snuck off the bakery tray. He snuck back up to his room hoping, but not knowing, that Jason wasn't there.
He sat in the corner on top of his beddings and began to eat, slowly savoring the candy. As he munched happily he noticed a bit of disturbance in the dust on the floor. Curious, he walk over and inspected the wood plank.
'Odd. Never noticed this before, maybe it's the light.' He shrugged and opened the box. He sputtered, his eyes widening like saucers. Inside the dingy little box was a diamond necklace. He gulped and racked his brain. 'When…and…bloody hell…' He glances around quickly and placed the necklace in hi pocket. He hurried over to his pathetic little corner. He gathered up as much as he could and packed it up. He was rich, fuck old Jason. He was probably going to have a heart attack when he found out anyways. Besides…Barrel deserved the money much more then the senile old man.
He climbed down the drain pipe and landed in the cold alley. He glanced around one last time then headed at full run towards the Themes River and Puddle Dock.
~*~
Jason sneered when he entered the house his beady eye shifting left to right. Something was wrong here.
"BOY! BARREL! WHERE ARE YE!? GET DOWN 'ERE AT ONCE! Barrel…" He sneers and storms up towards the attic. "BARREL!"
He stops short and looks from the open and empty trunk to the open window. He looks at the corner his eyes widening as realization sets in.
"The little bastard…HE ROBBED ME!!!!"
Jason rushes out of the house. He steps into the alley his eyes wild. " WHERE ARE YOU BOY!!! YOU HEAR ME AND HEAR ME GOOD!!! I'LL SHOW YE TA ROB FROM JASON THERWELL!!!"
He heads down towards the Themes screaming and shouting along the way.
~*~
Barrel waits nervously on the bridge besides Puddle Dock. He fingers the necklace carefully assuring himself it was still there. He sighed his breath coming out as steam in the cold dusk air. The next boat was due at 7:00...it was 6:30. Half an hour more of freezing then he'd be free. Free to do as he pleased and go where he wanted. With full payment resting inside his coat pocket.
He huddled into his jumper, it was getting colder. He looked into the murky water below. It was pitch black. He shuddered. He hated water, he couldn't swim. But taking the boat to the station was the fastest and safest way he could think of. Not to mention cheapest. He whistled to stay warm and brave and kept an eye out for the fairy.
~*~
Jason heard the merry tune before he saw the boy standing on the bridge. He could see the lights of the distant fairy steadily approaching. So he was trying to escape? Jason chuckled grimly and started for the bridge, his heavy boots sloshing in the puddles as he walked across the cobblestone street.
Barrel stopped his song abruptly and looked about. He'd heard a heavy clunking wet sound. He looked around and saw the hunched figure step out of the fog. His eyes widen when he recognized the gait. Jason.
"I see ye've spotted me boy." Jason said walking onto the bridge. He drew closer to the boy pinning him against the barrier between the walkway and thin air. Barrels eyes grew wider. Jason gave a snort. "Jus' give ol' Jason what he wants and I may be inclined at let ye go wif out 'arm. Don't an well…" His eye flickered to the murky water below.
Barrel panicked, he looked around. He gulped and nodded reaching into his pocket and handing the necklace to Jason.
Jason snatched it out of the boys hands and stuffed it where it belonged, with him. He turned to the paling boy and sneered. "Now…at teach ye a lesson fer stealing from ME BOY!!!"
Barrel reared back on instinct as the wrinkled hand raised to back-hand him across the face. He hit the railing on the bridge and tumbled over the edge. Jason's eyes widen and he made a mad grab for the coat but missed. He watches as the Themes swallowed the pale boy beneath it's inky surface.
~*~
Barrel hit the cold water and sank down. He opened his eyes and looked around desperately. Which way had he fallen in? which way was up?! He panicked and started to swim up, well in the direction he thought was up. He went for a few moment then realized….he was swimming down. His lungs all ready bursting for air he spun around ad started for the surface. His ears were ringing and his eyes began to sting from the pollution in the water. He was getting tired. He could see the moon through the water, he was almost out.
Reaching out the tips of his fingers broke the surface but were jerked back at his pant leg caught on some old fishing equipment. He reached down trying desperately . He gasped drawing water in. He heard a rushing in his ears, his chest felt as if it were on fire. He struggled until his strength gave out. He stretched his hand out as a last effort, then sank back down towards the bottom his eyes rolling back.
~*~
Barrel opened his eyes…well he thought he did anyways. He felt grimy and very slimy. He looked around…he was still underwater. But he was awake. He looked around and saw a grinning face. His eyes widen before he blacked-out once more.
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*hides* You guys are gonna shoot me!!! I'm am soooo sry it took so long to post ^^; But I had lost the inspiration for the fic. Don't know how I got it back buts I did ^(^_^)^ Hope you enjoyed it. There may be a short epilogue then this fic is over ^^.