CHARACTER CHAT!!!!

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(haha XD i knew it! I love drama people, theyre so flamboyant XD) "You're supposed to find out on your own," Winnie said lazily, "that's the point."

Sanae
It's a confusing proposition. "I'm afraid i don't truly understand."

Winnie cocked an eyebrow. "Look, kid, where'd you say you were from? A name's got to mean something. That's the point, is t' figure out what it means, aye?"

Sanae
I give a small smile. "Sanae means secret where i come from. Firefly is a simple bug. But i like it. Firefly Grimm." The future paths were shifting again, though i didn't like where they were going. I give Annaleah a glance.

So sorry! Valentines day dance. Im back now. Post in a sec...

Winne rolled her eyes and flicked her long hair over her shoulder. "Pft. You think like a grownup. Too black-and-white." Some of the kids laughed in approval. Annaleah returned Sanae's glance questioningly.

Sanae
I quiet and glance around, gravitating towards Annaleah slightly. "Something bad's about to happen," i whisper so only she hears.

New charrie time!

Crooks
Age 17
Scruffy, dark blonde hair, grey (almost silvery) eyes, strong and sly. He has two fingers missing on his right hand.

Will post in a sec...sorry, I'm multitasking.

Crooks leaned against a crumbling alley wall, hidden in the shadows, absentmindedly twirling a knife. A new kid. He smirked. He decided to go sniff her out, see if she could be useful. He slunk into the light, unnoticed as the 'rats' talked on about names. He was only slightly surprised when the outlander looked his way before he so much as made a sound, and flashed a charming smile. "Firefly, aye? Couldn't help but overhear. Welome t' Luna."

Annaleah knew that voice. Her eyes flitted to the person behind her, half surprised, half fearful.

Winnie's smirk turned into a glare. What was he doing out during the day? "Isn't it past your bedtime?"

Crooks shrugged, even though if the situation allowed, he would have pushed her out of the way. "Late night. I've got work t' do."

Sanae
I watch him carefully. Everyone around seemed to hate him or fear him, and from the futures he was causing i could see why. My wings tense slightly. My ever present weapons if something went south.

Crooks held out a three-fingered hand to the girl to shake. "It's Crooks, Firefly." There was that charismatic smile again. It was the type of smile you might expect to see on a loyal dog; it made people want to smile back and trust him.

Sanae
I don't smile back. I don't take his hand. It does leave him with a negative impression, but from what i see it's the quickest way to get him to leave though all paths don't lead to it. Hurt his pride, the probability of him slinking back to the shadows is more.

"Hm. Tha's not very nice, now is it?" He said, lowering his hand. "Tha's a'right. Don't trust strangers, aye? Smart, that. But I assure you, I don' bite."

"He's lying," Annaleah said, and the strength in her voice surprised her.

Crook's eyes flitted to the Warden's daughter. He hadn't planned on paying her much regard. Cricket was missing, probably dead. She didn't pose a threat now. He sighed. "Lassy, of course you would think I'm lying. You 'ave reasons not to trust me, reasons I now regret. Why can't we put that behind us an' let me start fresh with someone, hm?"

Sanae
"From what i see i think those reasons are still present." I eye the knife he still holds.

So, she can talk. Crooks followed Sanae's gaze and laughed. "This thing? No, no. I don't use it. But in these parts, once in a while it makes for a good bluff."

Sanae
I smirk and look away. "I don't much like liars." The futures centered around that knife.

Crooks smiled slightly, twirled the knife once and tucked it into his belt. "Nice t' meet you, outlander. See ya round." His eyes lingered on Annaleah for a moment before he dissapeared once again through the winding alleys and bridges. Headed home, to the bell tower side of the city.

"Wuss! Tha's right, run bak t' your own kind!" She whistled something angrily, turned around on her heel to say something to her group, but then noticed that the rest of them had slipped out of sight as soon as they saw trouble. She muttered something under her breath.

Sanae
I smile lightly to her. "They'll be back."

Winnie looked at her curiously. "Yeah..." she turned back around to see a few of her friends being shooed out of a bakery by an angry-looking fat man, cursing nonsense at them. "Out! Take your grubby fingers off the goods and get out, little rats!" He slammed the door, and the 'rats' shouted protests. Winnie just shook her head and muttered something else.

Sanae
Was that a bit suspicious? I give Winnie a smile.

Winnie looked from Sanae to her friends back to Sanae again. "What are you, a gypsy? Phsycic, or somethin'," she muttered.

Annaleah looked to Sanae with a small smile. She had to be a little more careful.

Sanae
I laugh. "I suppose you could say that. Just a good guesser, though i'm always lucky with it."

"Lucky. A'right," Winnie said, and stormed back to her group. "You guys are all damned idiots! If you're gonna take something, you're not supposed to get caught! Oi, why don' you stick a price on your heads while you're at it, huh? Slap yourselves with a spatula, save the fat man the trouble? Draw yourself a wanted poster, for holy hell!"

Annaleah chuckled and tugged on Sanae's arm. "C'mon. Something tells me we should get out of here before we run into another unwanted visitor."

Sanae
I smile and nod, allow her to pull me away