03-03-2011, 01:47 AM
Elysia nodded, lifting a quill from it's stand and dipping it into the ink pot beside the book. "May I have your names please?" She asked, lifting her head to face the young woman. Her other hand reached to her side, taking another brass key off it's hook.
Shouts and a breaking glass sounded after Ti as he ducked out of the dirty, dim bar, the sign above the door buzzing and flickering as he leaned back against the wall and took a deep breath. He wiped blood from his jaw with a pale, slender hand, hissing a bit as he found the scrape was deeper than he thought. He sighed, then dug in his pocket, pulling out a stack of money which he counted quickly. As soon as he started to fold it and place it back in his pocket, the angry, slurred voice of the man he won against came closer to the door. Even though the man had lost the bet, as well as the fight, he wanted his money back. Ti made a disgusted face, then turned on his heel, swinging a canvas bag over his shoulder as he quickly made his way down the dark alleys, the sounds of the bar fading.
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