Star nervously entered the cafe. Through manipulation and blackmailing, he finally had gotten the charges dropped. He could once again show his face in public. He didn't think the others trusted him yet, and Irin probably doesn't even remember him.
Star greeted Marian. "Hey! I'm back!" He didn't feel safe, and had hidden a dagger in his shirt before he had left.
Irin watched as another strange man walked in. His face looked familier, but she still couldn't place it. Then she noticed Lady Marian. She waved and said,"Hello! Can I get you anything?"
Wolf silently an swiftly walks up to star, and holds a blade to his throat. "You don't think I'd forget you that easily? Would you?" He says with a grin on his face.
Irin concentrates hard, but can't remember the man's name. "I'm terribly sorry, but I don't remember. I seem to have forgotten certain things when...when I...when...I'm not sure when." Irin watches the daggar slide before the mans throat, only inches away. "Stop!" she says. "The man looks harmless! Why would you do such a thing?"
Irin concentrates hard, but can't remember the man's name. "I'm terribly sorry, but I don't remember. I seem to have forgotten certain things when...when I...when...I'm not sure when." Irin watches the daggar slide before the mans throat, only inches away. "Stop!" she says. "The man looks harmless! Why would you do such a thing?"
Star was not suprised at Wolf. Before the blade had even reached his throat, his dagger was poking wolf's stomach. He attempted to take a step back, and switched his dagger to his right hand so he could shake his left hand in peace.
GlooMi sighs as she walks into the café. The day had been hard on her as was evident by the dark circles under her eyes, and the slow ambling manner of her walk
"Do you remember me Irin? My name is Star. I saved your life." He says as he points at the stitches on her shoulder.
It need to hurry up and be Sunday, I got some poems I wanna share, didn't kno a thread like this existed
Irin remembered nothing, and everyone was confusing her. She backed away, overwhelmed, and almost stepped on something. It was a sword with the word MEMORY engraved on the blade. Curious, Irin picked it up. As soon as her finger touched the blade, a wave of memories hit her. She stood and calmly said, "I remember."