Heyy I'm back! Sorry it took a couple of days but I wrote it up then hated it, so I wrote it all over again! Sorry if its not as funny this time, but its more a feeling out chapter as Angela says things about stuff a random in the middle of the Old Giantkiller road shouldn't know...

Oh, and thanks to my wonderful reviewers, J. and MissyMappy who informed me that its ok to swear! I only put mild ones because I typed some of this up in the middle of my ancient history class _

Disclaimer: I dont own anything in this story, except Angela, who is mildly based on a wannabe version of myself.

To the story!

I couldn't help it, I gaped.

And gaped.

And gaped some more.

Finally, one of the soldiers growled, "Stop ya starin' lassie, the Lady ain't got two 'eads." Tobe jerked his oversized spear at my chin, as if to emphasize the soldiers point.

"Yer didn't your ma ever tell you it's not polite to stare with your mouth open, catching flies?"

"Didn't the Lady Knight ever teach you that it's not polite to wave sharp objects in people's personal space, just caus they happened to be on the damned road when you went past?" I snapped at the boy, this situation was making me really bitchy. "Don't you tell me I'm not polite, Tobeis Boon."

Oops. I think I might have taken that a little too far. Tobe roared and jump tackled me, which wasn't hard as I was still sitting on my bum in the dust. My martial arts/defence/slight ninja skills (and I confess, the final scenes from the Lion King) kicked in as the beast of an 11yr old soared towards me, yelling in blood red anger, and I held my hands in front of my face as he landed. But just before his body weight made complete contact, I pushed my model-like legs straight into his stomach, launching Tobe back into the air before he ever truly left it. See, Disney movies are educational and awesum, no matter what my horror loving friends say. Anyways, as the momentum carried me over my head in a backwards tumble roll, I managed to actually land on the balls of my feet! Wooh I felt like a real ninja for a second. That is, until I stood and turned around to see Tobe lying like a drunk on the ground in front of me. Suddenly mad at myself for turning my awesumness against an 11 – seriously 11 – year old boy I took a step forward to offer him a hand up. He stared at me with murder in his eyes and I sighed. My long night was making me soft and impatient.

"Look, I'm sorry, but never judge a girl by the mascara she wears, ok?" I could almost feel the confusion staring at me from around the circle. "Just cause I'm wearing face paint *insert eye roll* doesn't mean I am either a bitch, or a delicate little porcelain doll, ok? Now let me help you up. I know I insulted you and your Lady and I apologise." Wow big speech from me, and since when am I a pacifist and apologise so easily? I must be tired…

Tobe looked at me hard at me for a second before grunting and allowing me to haul him up. That kid is heavy. He muttered something under his breath. "What missed that."

"I'm sorry, I know it ain't right to shove that pigsticker in your face when you could need help, but we are at war, and I mighty suspicious of anyone…" he continued under his breath.

I just looked at him until he gestured at me and said, "well, someone dressed in just their underthings."

Looking down I suddenly realised that 21st Century Earth Party Style probably wasn't all the rage in Tortall during Jon's reign. Blushing, I nervously tugged the back of my mini shorts down, and my tank top up.

"Who are you and where do you come from, are you a refugee?" Kel had decided to speak at last.

Turning to face her, inspiration struck. I'd always thought the Yamani's were similar to the Japanese. Well here goes nothing… I bowed Japanese style, and began to speak.

"Lady Knight Keladry, hajimemashite. Watashi wa Angela desu. Watashi wa ju roku sai desu." It's nice to meet you, Lady Knight Kelandry. I am Angela. I am 16. I finished with a traditional saying when meeting people. "Yoroshikuonegaishimasu." Pause. "I come from far away, a land you would not have heard of."

Silence.

Then, Kel raised her head, Yamani mask in place. "Yoroshikuonegaishimasu."

Success. I could have danced or yelled 'come on' at the top of my lungs. Cool.

Kel was staring at me. "So… Angela. You are not from here, you dress in strange fashions and you have an accent that adapts itself to common and Yamani. Where are you headed?" She suddenly demanded. But before I could reply, Neal broke in hysterically screaming,

"Can't we just go already? Bring her with us if that will make me get to my Yamani Blossom quicker!"

I snickered. I couldn't help it. Poor Yuki.

"Neal… I don't know abou-"

"Girl, do you have a destination?" the hysterical healer pointed his finger at me.

"Ummm… no…" I broke off coughing as the wind whipped dust into my face.

Neal grinned. "She obviously has an illness. As a healer I must insist that she is brought along to be treated at Steadfast." He suddenly looked relaxed and happy. Geez, mood swings much?

Kel stared at Neal then at me. Trying to break the awkwardness, I muttered, "erm, shouldn't you be checking Tobe? Last person I hit had bruised ribs…"

"Yes. Tobe, double with Neal. Angela, you are going to ride next to me on one of the pack horses. I need to talk to you before we reach Steadfast and…" she broke off.

"Lord Raouls wedding?" I asked eagerly, my excitement no doubt shining through my eyes.

"Hmpf. Yes, well, we need to talk about how you know things. Things that a foreigner, as you claim to be, should not know."

As I mounted the packhorse and tried to remember how to ride one of the ugly things, one thought kept echoing through my brain. Shit, thank god I'm a good liar.