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Post by Tristin on Mar 30, 2010 17:16:49 GMT -5
(ooc. BORED!!!!!!!)
Tristin had gotten caught, for the first time in ten years... He had been thrown in jail. It probably had some thing to do with that princess. The girl probably turned him in. See there was a reason he only trusted two people.
Damn how was Sal going to get food? She was too sick to get out of bed much less steal anything this week. And Mittens... Damn. That stupid princess. He wasn't even stealing anything when he was caught- he was juggling! Trying to get some LEGAL money....
The guard threw him in to the jail cell. "OW! Why don't you be gentle jackass?" Tristin yelled at the guard. The guard slamed the door. "WERE IS MY CAT?" he yelled through the door.
He sighed his anger gone- partly. Tristin looked around at the cell, it was dark with a small bed in the corner a 'toilet' opposite the bed. It was better than some of the places he had staid. He floped down on the bed and waited.
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Post by Charles Allen on Mar 30, 2010 17:47:02 GMT -5
Charles had heard the name of the kid recently put in a jail cell and was shocked. Tristin? Little Tristin? The little acrobat? The little circus rat? In jail? Asking- well screaming- for his cat. That part was expected- but in jail? Charles decided to go down to the cell where Tristin was supposed to be.
He unlocked the cell and walked in. "Tristin, What the heck are you doing in jail?" Charlie asked.
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Post by Tristin on Mar 30, 2010 22:35:52 GMT -5
Tristin was just laying on his bed waiting for his two day or so sentence to end- he wasn't a crescent after all.. He was not expecting to hear that voice.
"Charlie?" he said getting up. "Charles?" He saw the figure and smiled and gave Charlie a huge hug.
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 2, 2010 20:59:30 GMT -5
Charles couldn't help but smile. Tristin was only a couple inches shorter than he, but as much as it was good to see his friend. They were still in a jail. And Tristin was still a criminal. He broke the embrace and asked again,"What are you doing in jail, little cat? Speaking of which where is your cat?"
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Post by Tristin on Apr 2, 2010 21:23:50 GMT -5
Tristin's face fell abit. What else could he expect from a guard? He was still a good guy, Charlie that is. "I wasn't doing anything illegal when they arrested me," Tristin told him. "I was juggling and Mittens was doing his own act. And Someone had apparetly said that I stole from them. I don't know where Mittens is, he is probably with Sally."
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 3, 2010 10:54:12 GMT -5
"Did you steal from them?" Charles asked. "Where is Sally? Is she okay?"
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Post by Tristin on Apr 3, 2010 11:07:21 GMT -5
Tristin didn't look at Charlie. "I might have... I don't really remember the faces." he said. "Sally is safe. She is sick though. I don't know how to take care of her." Tristin wanted Sally to be okay but it wasn't working out that way.
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 3, 2010 11:14:59 GMT -5
Charles sighed. He pushed his hair back. "Tristin...." he said. "You can make an honest living, you have enough talent, and there is always the army as well as the guard. Then you could take care of Sally."
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Post by Tristin on Apr 3, 2010 23:39:00 GMT -5
Tristin looked at Charles. "I tried that." he said. "I don't think I would be able to join the guard with my record though. I wouldn't really want to any way."
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 3, 2010 23:43:32 GMT -5
Charles sighed. "That wasn't your fault, Tristin. But I understand." Charlie said. "You could try the guard, we aren't complete robots you know. I think I can get around those rules, we always need good men. You would have a steady income and you would be able to take care of Sally."
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Post by Tristin on Apr 3, 2010 23:51:01 GMT -5
Tristin half frowned and scratched his neck. "Are you sure?" he asked. Charles nodded. "Okay, but only if it will help Sally. And mittens. Can mittens hang around or is there a rule against that?"
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 3, 2010 23:57:18 GMT -5
Charles smiled. Tristin and his cat.
"You know, I've been talking with Dante about having an animal program to be able to detect certain things, like bodies. Do you think Mittens would mind that?" Charles asked. He started walking Tristin back to his office. "Sally shouldn't mind very much, she might even get a kick out of you in uniform."
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Post by Tristin on Apr 4, 2010 0:08:59 GMT -5
Tristin nodded following Charlie out of the jail cells.
"I don't think mittens would mind all that much. He is good at learning things" Tristin said. He smiled. "Sally probably would. Or freak out and try to kick me."
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Post by Charles Allen on Apr 4, 2010 8:17:12 GMT -5
Charles grinned.
"Good, we can put you in the new training with a couple other volunteers." Charlie said. "Well I think Sally could get used to it."
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Post by Tristin on Apr 4, 2010 8:23:54 GMT -5
Tristin nodded.
"Charlie, I mean, I do want to give this a try, but I did just get arrested," he said. "Won't that create some problems?"
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