{The sun beated harshly on her tanned face and the whimpering child at her side was of no help
either, "Neimara, calm down." she spoke softly while rubbing the cacked blood off her hands, her
X's being a beacon to guards and merchants alike she tended to wear gloves, but she hadn't the
time to buy any before she left with Neimara at her side so it would be increasingly difficult to get
into cities as they sought out a thieves and prevented them from entering if they bore an X or five.
Anzu grumbled and tryied to bite her hand harshly to draw blood in the place of the X's, it worked.}
The third X; A thief's trial, Anzu's story
The third X, when one life ends. When another,
more harsh, cruel and desolate begins. For a thief, the third X is slavery.
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Anzu struggled with her captors, the guards that had caught her in their powerful and sober grasp.
If only she'd been better prepared for this... Namu yelped and bit into the leg of the man on her
right and Anzu swung her leg out at the man on her left during the confusion. With both of the
guards out cold, she entered her abode and her eyes lit up in recognition, "Seth!" she cried and ran
to embrace the cold blue eyed priest. His hard eyes turned to her and side-stepped her hug,
"Wench, what do you think you're dooing? Calling me by my name is an offence punishable by two
X's." Anzu's eyes filled with tears after hearing the words of her long-time friend, "But Seth, it's me,
Anzu." Seth growled and pushed Anzu away, the two now-conscious guards entered the room in
pursuit of where they assumed Anzu had gone. Seth turned to them and said harshly, "You
incompetant fools! Can't you even keep out the simple passer-by's!" Both guards bowed their
heads, "the wench even spoke my name twice while she was in my presence! That is an insult to the gods!! It would give her a total of 4 X's!" Continued Seth until one guard spoke up, "5 High
Priest, she also stole from a merchant this morning." Seth growled and said, "What are you fools
waiting for bring her to the pharaoh!"
Suddenly the pieces fit; Bakurah, the blood, the memory loss she'd suffered this morning, Seth not
remembering her.. It all fit, Bakurah had had her past erased. It must have cost him a pretty penny
to do that. Angrily, she began to struggle, that bastard would pay! Her skin began to get clammy
and she started to scratch the guards, bite, anything she could to get them to let her go.
Anzu spat in the guards' face three times before he lost his cool. His callused hand smacked her face, it left it's red imprint on her cheek. She was here, the first time in her seventeen years. "Bakura, you'll pay for this." She stated, naming her betrayer. Hatred seemed to seep from her pores at the thought of him, even her captor cringed when he touched her clammy skin. "I'll kill you you son of a .." the guard that was holding her punched her in stomach before she could finish her sentence, he seemed to like dooing that..
either, "Neimara, calm down." she spoke softly while rubbing the cacked blood off her hands, her
X's being a beacon to guards and merchants alike she tended to wear gloves, but she hadn't the
time to buy any before she left with Neimara at her side so it would be increasingly difficult to get
into cities as they sought out a thieves and prevented them from entering if they bore an X or five.
Anzu grumbled and tryied to bite her hand harshly to draw blood in the place of the X's, it worked.}
The third X; A thief's trial, Anzu's story
The third X, when one life ends. When another,
more harsh, cruel and desolate begins. For a thief, the third X is slavery.
div
Anzu struggled with her captors, the guards that had caught her in their powerful and sober grasp.
If only she'd been better prepared for this... Namu yelped and bit into the leg of the man on her
right and Anzu swung her leg out at the man on her left during the confusion. With both of the
guards out cold, she entered her abode and her eyes lit up in recognition, "Seth!" she cried and ran
to embrace the cold blue eyed priest. His hard eyes turned to her and side-stepped her hug,
"Wench, what do you think you're dooing? Calling me by my name is an offence punishable by two
X's." Anzu's eyes filled with tears after hearing the words of her long-time friend, "But Seth, it's me,
Anzu." Seth growled and pushed Anzu away, the two now-conscious guards entered the room in
pursuit of where they assumed Anzu had gone. Seth turned to them and said harshly, "You
incompetant fools! Can't you even keep out the simple passer-by's!" Both guards bowed their
heads, "the wench even spoke my name twice while she was in my presence! That is an insult to the gods!! It would give her a total of 4 X's!" Continued Seth until one guard spoke up, "5 High
Priest, she also stole from a merchant this morning." Seth growled and said, "What are you fools
waiting for bring her to the pharaoh!"
Suddenly the pieces fit; Bakurah, the blood, the memory loss she'd suffered this morning, Seth not
remembering her.. It all fit, Bakurah had had her past erased. It must have cost him a pretty penny
to do that. Angrily, she began to struggle, that bastard would pay! Her skin began to get clammy
and she started to scratch the guards, bite, anything she could to get them to let her go.
Anzu spat in the guards' face three times before he lost his cool. His callused hand smacked her face, it left it's red imprint on her cheek. She was here, the first time in her seventeen years. "Bakura, you'll pay for this." She stated, naming her betrayer. Hatred seemed to seep from her pores at the thought of him, even her captor cringed when he touched her clammy skin. "I'll kill you you son of a .." the guard that was holding her punched her in stomach before she could finish her sentence, he seemed to like dooing that..