Tenshi- the next chap introduces a major problem for the characters.
Spirit- yep, i just needed this chap for a few small reasons. that will be revealed later.
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88 Last Time 88
The blonde smiled. "Thank you." with that she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before going over to the woman to have her measurements down. The lavender eyed teen blushed and walked out of the room. Once he closed the door he leaned up against it and looked at the floor wide eyed. His heart wouldn't stop pounding in his chest, and his stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels. Shacking the feeling off he went to find Rishid. He would leave the finding of Atem to the priests. Right now, he just wanted to get a room and sleep in a actual bed.
88 This Time 88
Hotaru and Makoto walked the streets of the small town. Their hoods kept them mostly out of sight from the guards. Though Hotaru doubted they would think of her as a thief. Was wasn't famous for being one, unlike the brunette. Still Makoto insisted just in case they ran into someone the girl did know. They walked the mildly busy street and bought a few things. Mostly just food or cloth for clothes.
Every once in awhile Hotaru would notice the other girl pick pocketing someone or swiping jewels when the owner was detracted. It was amazing how experienced the girl was at this. Her hands moved lighting fast and deathly quiet. It sort of reminded the violet eyed girl of a snake. One that gave no warning to its prey.
The sun beat down on the two and they decided to rest in the shade of an alley. Makoto tossed the girl and apple. "Here, got it for you."
"Makoto I don't understand. You seem to have enough money, so why did you steal some things?" the brunette blinked them searched through her pockets. She pulled out all sorts of items.
"Oops! I guess I didn't realize I was even doing that. Old habits." Hotaru rolled her eyes but bit into the red fruit. It was sweet tasting and began to help with her chapped lips. The noon sun was now torturous. People began walking in the shade and draining their canteens. The violet eyed girl felt herself over heating so she began to take her cloak off. Makoto didn't object. She was in fact jealous that she couldn't do the same. With a sigh of relief Hotaru wiped the sweat from her forehead and took another bite.
A darker shadow loomed over the two girls and they looked up. Five men had completely surrounded them. Makoto gave them a warning growl. The leader only smirked. Something about these men was familiar to the violet eyed girl. In a flash the two girls were suddenly lifted to there feet by the two men on the ends. The brunette struggled and punched the guy that had her. Hotaru remained calmed, waiting to see what was going on.
"Forget the cloaked one! We got the one we need!" the leader said as two more men tried to subdue Makoto. Hotaru's eyes widened and she quickly slammed her heal onto her captures toes. He yelped and loosened his grip enabling her to get free. "You idiots get her!"
"Hotaru run!" Makoto shouted and threw a dagger into the closest mans throat. The two then raced down the alley and into another street. It was practically empty except for a few stray dogs, and some kids playing. They had left the market and were now in the rural area. Hearing padded feet hitting the sand hard they turned to see the remaining four gaining. "We have to loose them before we go back, or they'll find out where our hideout is. Lets split up."
"But Makoto, they're after me. They won't chase you down." Hotaru pointed out as the two made a left and continued running.
Makoto grinned. "They will, cause they won't know which one of us is you." with that she handed Hotaru her cloak and they rushed into a small house. The children in the room jumped but Makoto gestured for them to stay quiet. The violet eyed girl quickly put the article of clothing back on and put her hood up. They heard them men stop outside the door.
"We know you're in there! Come on out!" the leader shouted. Both girls looked at each other and smirked. They then went to opposite windows on opposite sides of the room and jumped out.
"What the-?" one the men said. As both girls took off in different directions. "Which one is the priestess?"
"You two follow that one! You come with me!" the leader shouted and they split up as well.
Hotaru looked behind her to see the two lackeys not far behind. They didn't seem to smart, but she wasn't going to underestimate them. Running into the next alley she tipped over some barrels of grains. Kicking another box, she left a hole in it, in which circular nuts tumbled out of. A smirk came to her face when she heard the two curse. They had managed to jump over the barrels, only to slip on the brown pebble like food. This was her chance now. Picking up more speed she quickly rushed into the crowd of the market and vanished from site. The two ran out of the alley, but had already lost her. They cursed and began to search through the crowd as much as they could.
The violet eyed girl leaned up against the wall inside a tavern. Some men looked at her curiously but then went back to there drinking. Hotaru was trying to catch her breathe and nearly collapsed to the floor. Quickly she sat down and a rather chubby and barely clothed woman walked over to her. "What will ye, be having sir."
"Just water." her voice actually sounded like a guys. Her throat was all dry and scratchy. The woman nodded and walked away.
Hotaru now had time to think. Those men knew she had been a priestess, and five of them were sent to get her. But why? Why would they want her? They couldn't have been from the pharaoh. They were dirty and looked like they lived out in the desert. Then it clicked. She had seen one of their faces before. The leader. He was one of the slave traders. The one who had caught her sneaking a blanket. Her eyes widened at this. What was he doing here? Had Etaxu sent him? Why? Sure she went missing, but they've had plenty of time to run if they were worried about the pharaoh coming after them.
The woman came back and set a tankard of water down. She gave Hotaru a look over then shrugged and walked off to continue giving out drinks. Draining half of it, Hotaru then moaned. Why did these things always happen to her? Why couldn't she go back to being that bored little priestess that could never do anything fun? 'Guess it's true when they say to be careful what you wish for.' she thought.
A old man suddenly sat down across from her and motioned for the serving woman. Hotaru watched him from under her hood. This was odd, there were enough tables to sit at. So why did he pick hers? He had a huge brown beard that stuck out a few ways and the hair under his nose nearly covered his upper lip. He was dressed in a dirty beige colored shirt and some shorts. It looked like he was some sort of slave, or escaped prisoner. They woman came over and offered him a tankard of ale. Greedily he drank all of it in only three gulps.
He slammed the jug down and made a relieved sound. "That hits the spot. Ay girly?"
Hotaru blinked. How could he tell she was a girl? "Um I don't drink sir." she said, trying to make her voice sound boyish.
"Course not. You seem like a good girl ter me." she rolled her eyes. She was no Makoto, but she wasn't exactly Isis either. "So what are you doin in a place like this? Havin some trouble?"
"Kind of. I was mostly just thirsty."
"Could have gone to the well for that." his voice was loud, some men were glaring over at him for disturbing the peace. Hotaru began to sink in her seat a bit.
She nodded to his response though. "Yes well, like I said. I was kin of in some trouble."
He just nodded and mumbled something to himself. The woman gave him another drink then left. He drained half of that and this time gently set it down. Now his beady brown eyes were calmly taking in his surroundings. He glared back at the men who were glaring at them and his mouth twitched. Hotaru began to study him more. He was tall, possibly even taller than Jabari(he's taller than Makoto). He was also a bit on the heavy side, but most of it was muscle. Something glimmered and she looked on his wrist. He wore a gold cuffing. That was odd. Dressed the way he was, you would not expect him to carry such an item.
She began to wonder if he had stole it when a hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. The violet eyed girl jumped out of her seat and spun around. The process had knocked her chair over, which caught the man's and a few other people's attention. A sigh escaped her when she found it was only Makoto. The brunette looked fatigued and was slouched over. Hotaru helped her sit down and gave her the rest of her water. Makoto drank the rest of it and they ordered another one.
"Makoto what happened? You look awful." Hotaru said, a little shocked at the state her friend was in.
"I had to ditch those guys jumping from roof to roof. Long story short. I cried out that the men were after me and people started to call for the guards. They chickened out and ran off." Hotaru was impressed by the girls quick thinking. Then Makoto blinked, as she had seen the other person at the table. "Portaga? What are you doing here?"
"Well I just got back from Mut. Decided to get myself a drink before I head for home. Oh I take it this is Bakura's woman." the violet eyed girls eye twitched some. She hated it when people made it sound like she was some kind of personal item.
Makoto nodded. "Yes, this is Hotaru . Hotaru this is Portaga, he is in command of the thieves in several other towns."
"There's a lot more of us then you think there are, but most are just poor folk. Ones who were forced ou of their homes cause they couldn't pay taxes or what not." the girl nodded in understanding. "So what's this I hear about some guys chasing yah? Ye didn't start another fight did yah?"
Makoto shook her head and took a gulp of her water. "No, they were after Hotaru for some reason."
"I recognized one, the leader. He was one of the slave traders." Makoto looked t her seriously.
"But why were they after you? This seems a little much if they just want to cover up something they did like a week or two ago."
"That's what I thought."
Portaga got up. "Well we should home then. His majesty will want to hear of this." the girls nodded and followed him out. Pulling up their cloaks they began to head to where their horses were tied up. Hopefully Bakura would be back when they get there. He would, but what they didn't know, was that he wasn't exactly going to be himself anymore...
Spirit- and that's all, now if you'll excuse us. some bitches are at my door asking to fight my sister. Please Review! Ja ne
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