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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 17:53:25 GMT -5
Elysia was walking slowly through the market place, examining the wares carefully. Her mother was walking ahead of her, looking at the gardening seeds and supplies.
It was a rather hot day in the market place and the sheer number of people there made it even hotter and more unbearable. The noise, the rudeness, it was all terrible. But she could suck it up. After all, it meant so much to her mother. And she had left her mother alone for so long. She owed it to her.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 18:31:08 GMT -5
Stellan was preforming.
Simple tricks for kids, more complex got money in the jar near his feet. Tied to his feet, too many pickpockets.
He was in his world where he just lost himself in the tricks, in the performance. It was even better with fire but it was still to early for that.
He wasn't paying attention that much to the crowd.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 18:39:02 GMT -5
The sound of a bunch of people cheering something on caught her attention and she turned to it. And there was Stellan, preforming. And he wasn't half bad. She went up into the crowd, hanging towards the back and watched.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 18:49:43 GMT -5
Stellan heard cheers and was surprised. He hadn't had a large crowd for a while.
He started more complex things.
Soon Ryan should join him. Hopefully.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 18:59:45 GMT -5
Elysia kinda hung in the back of the crowd. The tricks he was doing started becoming more and more complex and she wanted to see. Suddenly something big swooped in. The scary bird, it was.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 19:05:38 GMT -5
Ryan flew to Stellan's shoulder, making the whole crowd gasp. Stellan smiled and Ryan held his head proud. The bird getting a slight ego.
Ryan started his tricks that he and Stellan did. Juggling so that one of the balls went over Ryan flying. Though it was perfectly timed so that each ball was tossed up over the bird when the wings came down. Still in the air when he spread them, then down again when they came again closed.
Stellan still remembered the hours they had take practicing it. Hours that got him in trouble, but where so worth it in the end.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 19:16:55 GMT -5
And all too soon, it was over. The crowd began thinning and Elysia started heading back to what she was looking at before.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 19:21:22 GMT -5
Stellan finished and sighed. He had an hour before he had to start again.
Dinner time. He packed up his stuff and left it with a Rhea, a flower shop owner he trusted (ooc. Sorry had too... I love that flower shop) and went to find food.
He noticed a familar red hair and went to tap her on the shoulder.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 19:24:21 GMT -5
Elysia turned around to see Stellan. She smiled and waved.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 19:30:36 GMT -5
He waved back, with a wide grin. He looked at what she was.
"Shopping?"
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 19:38:12 GMT -5
She nodded and motioned him over to where she was. She was comparing fabrics. She held the two up that she liked and motioned for him to feel and tell her which was better. She just wanted her money's worth, but it had been awhile since she bought something like this and needed to know which was better.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 19:45:47 GMT -5
Stellan touched both fabrics gentally.
One was smoother than the other, more comfortable. But the rougher one wasn't all that much rougher and probably better quality. He indicated the rougher one.
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 19:52:30 GMT -5
She smiled at him and bought the one he picked. She pointed towards her waiting mother, who was motioning her over.
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Post by Stellan Dhiren Walker on May 15, 2010 19:55:57 GMT -5
(have we mentioned garden's in this post?)
Stellan nodded. Though he wasn't sure if he should follow her or not...
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Post by Elysia Cora Wendell on May 15, 2010 20:10:15 GMT -5
She went over to her mother, who was finished looking at all her gardening things.
"Darling, should we go now? It's getting dark." Her mother said. Elysia looked over at Stellan and waved him over.
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