Author's Note: So, on this summer day I decided to go check my account at ff.net to see if maybe I'd gotten a review somewhere. Seems that somewhere along the way I picked up quite a few for this story, and seeing as that I have nothing to do, I am going to add yet another chapter to it for the first time in two years.
Discovering Truths
After going through about six more purses, only two of which were not dropped, or seen, or subject to accusations, my Master declared that I had enough for at least the next two weeks, so it was time to retire and have some lunch. A small vendor nearby was selling some hot pies. We bought two. I paid.
So satisfying it was to actually pay for a meal, even if it was through dishonest means that that money was earned. We found a bench to sit on and eat the pies. About halfway through my lunch, as I began to feel a bit sick since I was not used to having so much food in one single day, I ventured a question finally, "Sir...Who are you?"
The tall man chuckled heartily. "Don't you worry, boy." I shrugged a shoulder. There was no use in pursuing the issue. It made no matter. I was learning, he was teaching, I was full. I watched him, I watched the street, as he advised,"Learn to observe." I saw him give a slight nod to a sketchy character walking past. And as soon as the cloaked man disappeared from my sight, he was standing behind the bench I was sitting on. Where did he come from?
"Ben, I know I owe ye', but I can' pay ye' off righ' now. There's a couple o' bookies on m'tail, but two days. Jus' two days, ok?" the man mumbled. I looked up at The Master, assuming he must only be Ben to see his response. It was not loud, but audible, and stern,"No more than that. Or else I'll start taking it from you." The man trembled visibly and left again to mold into the crowds.
I looked up again at The Master and asked,"Ben? You're Ben?" The man shrugged a shoulder, "Benjamin, yes." Benjamin. I had a name finally. But who was that other man? And the debt owed? Why would he owe him something. Suddenly...it clicked.
"You...You're ithe/i Rogue, aren'tchu!" I exclaimed, possibly a bit too loudly, as a couple people on the street sent looks our way. The Master simply shrugged his shoulder again, "I didn' deny it..."
Discovering Truths
After going through about six more purses, only two of which were not dropped, or seen, or subject to accusations, my Master declared that I had enough for at least the next two weeks, so it was time to retire and have some lunch. A small vendor nearby was selling some hot pies. We bought two. I paid.
So satisfying it was to actually pay for a meal, even if it was through dishonest means that that money was earned. We found a bench to sit on and eat the pies. About halfway through my lunch, as I began to feel a bit sick since I was not used to having so much food in one single day, I ventured a question finally, "Sir...Who are you?"
The tall man chuckled heartily. "Don't you worry, boy." I shrugged a shoulder. There was no use in pursuing the issue. It made no matter. I was learning, he was teaching, I was full. I watched him, I watched the street, as he advised,"Learn to observe." I saw him give a slight nod to a sketchy character walking past. And as soon as the cloaked man disappeared from my sight, he was standing behind the bench I was sitting on. Where did he come from?
"Ben, I know I owe ye', but I can' pay ye' off righ' now. There's a couple o' bookies on m'tail, but two days. Jus' two days, ok?" the man mumbled. I looked up at The Master, assuming he must only be Ben to see his response. It was not loud, but audible, and stern,"No more than that. Or else I'll start taking it from you." The man trembled visibly and left again to mold into the crowds.
I looked up again at The Master and asked,"Ben? You're Ben?" The man shrugged a shoulder, "Benjamin, yes." Benjamin. I had a name finally. But who was that other man? And the debt owed? Why would he owe him something. Suddenly...it clicked.
"You...You're ithe/i Rogue, aren'tchu!" I exclaimed, possibly a bit too loudly, as a couple people on the street sent looks our way. The Master simply shrugged his shoulder again, "I didn' deny it..."