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"Hey, mister!!
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"'Scuse me Mister, I think you're supposed to pay for that."
"You're late!", Anna snapped, stomping her foot on the ground and crossing her arms over her chest, trying to be menacing. It wasn't working. "Where have you been?!"
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He let out a deep sigh and then took a sip from his bottle with rum. “‘I know…That’s what I was afraid of. You don’t have to love me. I mean…I don’t want you to get in trouble because of that, because…I really care what will happen to you. “
ℜ✎—-
She moves closer to Flynn before giving him a curious look. "Hmm…and why would you think I would get in trouble?"
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"We’re…the good team,right?" he said rubbing the back of his neck.He didn’t know how to say, that he liked her. He wasn’t sure it would make her happy.
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Bashfully she gave him a shrug. "As far as I know we are the good team." Smirking she continued. "Though…I guess I could see how people might mistake us for something else."
'Claimed'
A kiss
Meg sauntered over to the stranger and in one swift motion she laid her lips upon his.
She stepped back and paused for a moment. ”…I have no idea why I did that but I’m glad I did.”
++ 6 have entered the dragon races
A large stick was thrown with a cry of "Fetch girl!" before Stormfly hobbled after it with a gleeful expression, sniffing around the the undergrowth of the forest floor before snatching the stick in her beak and jogged back over to her Rider, who was waiting for her in the middle of the forest.
"Good girl" The blonde cooed over the dragon as she dropped it at her feet and chirped, tail waving in the air as she bounced back on her feet, waiting for the next throw. Astrid chuckled, bent down to grab the stick before throwing it as far as she could, the stick disappearing somewhere before the line of trees. Stormfly squawked happily and ran after it.
Running. Always on the run. Flynn's feet padded through the town, dodging people and parting crowds as her thumb looped protectively through the long strap of her satchel. Heading in the direction of the forest, where the pursuing guards assumed she would hide, she scanned the familiar streets of her hometown for one, certain little hiding spot in mind. Her stomach was empty, and she had no interest in disappearing into the woods just yet. Hooves approached, only spurring her on, glancing over her shoulder to find her swift feet had carried her a considerable distance. Thank God.
Finally, she spotted it: the little corner tucked safely away on the shadowed side of a building. No matter where the sun hovered in the sky, she had found that one, specific spot in all the streets of Corona did not receive any light, due to the cover of buildings, and used it to her advantage as often as she could. It was her safe place. Her own little corner.
With one, smooth shift, she ducked into her haven, vanishing from sight, leaving the guards in a flurry of confusion as she softly chuckled to herself. Morons. Turning her gaze as her pursuers returned to their posts, her sigh of relief caught in her throat as she spotted a stranger looking right at her, almost as if he could see straight through her, sending icy shivers up her spine. Growing to believe her spot had been invisible, the fear of having been discovered seemed to paralyze her, neither of her fight of flight instincts kicking in. She just stood there. Staring. Hardly breathing. Worried.