As Jerome turned away from the window, he saw two girls, their faces exactly alike. More children in his house he thought. Even the way the twins walked was the same as the other.
"What do you want in my house, I have nothing for you, not even a bed, so why do you chose here to stay?!" he shouted, losing his temper.
He walked over to the candles, and lit another one, his day had turned into a complete mess, children barging into his house, people lurking in the steet.
Jerome walked back to the window, he saw a man next to the two women, slink into the shadows, and a hand go to his sword.
He saw the woman look at him, and the man just watched her.
Jerome moved away from the window, as the door burst open and a woman walked in, a blue cloak covered her body. Jerome could see her face as she scanned the room.
"Who are you people?!" he bellowed.

"My name is Rose, wh-who are you?"
the little girl in the white said, still a bit scared

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Cathrine gave a slight smirk, and held her tounge, smoothing out the wet out lines of her heavy black cloak. Her emerald eyes flashed around the small gathering, and one overly pale hand slipped into the folds of the garment, laying a hand onto the heavy sword- She doubted her need for it, she fought well enough with her hands.

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The man shook his head. This was too much. Too many people in one place. He was going on his usual walk around the block, and usually he would only see one or two people. This was crazy, he thought. He got up, and started to walk away...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

(sorry, on my last post i meant layien, not lee )

Layien sat in an dark corner near the door, unseen, cleaning her sword with an old cloth. Her dark eyes scanned the room and she saw an man leaving quietly, probably as uncomfortable as she was. As he started to past her, so said, "Are you frighten by these people, sir?" But she didn't show her face.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Her shining head bowed slightly, Cathrine let out a musky laugh, and began to back away slowly into the alley.

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The man looked back, face covered by the hood of his cloak. Just under the hood in the dim light, you just barely see his chin and mouth. He smiled, shook his head, then started to walk again...

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

"Good thing, sir." She added, watching him leave.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

Jerome's head shot back around, looking down at the girl, he could tell that she was still scared, so he lowered his voice as he spoke to her.
"Alright then Rose, what are you doing here? How old are you?"
Out of the corner of his eye he could still see the woman, hiding in the door way cleaning her sword, she spoke not to him, but to another man, who was walking away, muttering about too many people in one room, then he was gone.
Jerome waited for an answer from Rose, he walked back to the window, watching the woman on the street. He watched a bit longer as she slowly placed her hand on her sword, but Jerome hoped that the other man would not force her to use it. Jerome saw her mouth open as if she was laughing, then she backed away into the ally, and he lost sight of her. He could still not see the man who had been watching her.
Jerome turned away from the window looking back at Rose, smiling weakly.

Marak followed the young women into the alley swiftly. He caught up with her andput a knife to her neck.
"Let's make this swift, you give me all your money and i won't slit your throat.."

(by the way he's talking to Catherine)

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"My name is Tameka" said one girl,
"And my name is Tamitha." said the other in the exact same voice. if you could not see their lips moving you would not be able to tell their voices apart.
"Our names mean twin and twin." they said together, the effect just a little bit creepy.

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

Layien contiuned to sit, watching everybody, her hand on her sword hilt.

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As the twins spoke, Jerome moved his head to look down at the girl, he listened to them tell him their names.
"Are you alright then Tameka, don't you have a home, or live with your parents?"
Jerome was hoping that they did have a family, not so they wouldn't stay with him but because he knew what it was like to have a dead family.
He looked at the other girl, and tried to smile
"So you must be Timitha, how old are you two?" Jerome asked quietly, trying not to put to much pressure on the twins.
The young man looked over at the woman sitting on the floor in the corner, he moved away from the girls, and walked towards the other woman, he loostened the knife that was tied to the inside of his shirt.
"What are you doing here, just watching us all, with your hand on your sword?"
Jerome was still standing in the middle of the room, but he could still see out of the window, he still couldn't see the woman, and now the man was out of view, he knew what was happening, and he wanted to help, but Jerome thought she would be able to defend herself.

"we have a mother, but not a father." Tameka said.

"we just turned seven." Tamitha stated after her sister was finished talking.

"mother is never around much" they said together. Tamitha then added, "she is a lady of the night."

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<center>“Envy consists in seeing things never in themselves, but only in their relations. If you desire glory, you may envy Napoleon, but Napoleon envied Caesar, Caesar envied Alexander, and Alexander, I daresay, envied Hercules, who never existed.”
at one point, I was alejandrah.

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Cathrine stilled, jerking her neck painfully away from the cold silver whisper of death, that was the knife. One hand crept up to still his hold, wrapping itsself around his fingers with subtle grace.
"And if I have none, or am unwilling to give?"

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Marak slid the knife closer to her throat,
"I said let's make this fast wench. If I were you i wouldn't even try the'unwilling' thing. I'm not a patient man, and my anger is swift." he paused for a minute.
"If you have no money, your clothes will make a nice donation to my cause." he said while grinning at her.

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