by Mayiamaru » Mon Apr 25, 2011 10:57 am
Skye sat in plaza, looking over the chipped bricks and sad looking stones. He was not impressed at all. Either way though... He needed to make some money. He hd brought his guitar with him and was playing a cheery tune that did not fit him at all, the music flowing through the little area. He knew that if ay agents came by, ht would have to get out of here quickly. Not for him, but for the four children he had in his home at the moment. Two little boys and two little girls he foound one day by the peirs, hiding and hungry all together. They seemed to be family, and the told him that they had been there for over five days. It was almost nough to bring a tear to Skye's eye... Almost. Skye has never shed a tear in the presense of another. Ever. Not at birth, not at wars, not at deaths. Skye was nearly heartless. He just continued toplay his cheery tune, getting very little money for his playing from the people who passed him. Was he truly someone to be feared? He thought so, but people have proved him wrong.
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Mayi was in the back room of Gina's.... Whatever this place was. She just remembered Gina taking her out from the gutters and bringing her hear. Mayia was in a waitress outfit and had on an apron, but she didn't know what to do at all. No one gave her direction. No one told her why she was hear. She just knew that Gina was trying to help or hurt her. Either way, Mayia kept on a sullen expression and leaned on a wall, thinking about what might happen to her head. She just wanted to know what in the world whit plac was. Pilots came into this place and drank or ate. What was the point?...