Post by Bridie on May 6, 2006 7:31:45 GMT -5
Bridie had been watching the city of Kings, watching for its week spots, the places where hardly any guard guarded. It seemed to her that she should sneak in. She crossed the feilds like a cunning fox, eager and sly.
She found a small drain in the wall and pushed it in. She slid through it with ease, using the skills like a snake. She came through to a marble path, where a few citizens lingered. She looked at the drain with her hands on her hips, "Well, that needs to be fixed."
She placed it back and dusted her hands, "There," she turned around and looked at the people looking at her. She looked back at them, brushed a strand of hair from her face and carred on through the street as if she was as high in the line as a Queen, or a Princess.
She walked a long happily, and came to a small store, the owner was not looking so she quickly she took a peice of fruit and carried on. Then two guards came to her side and grabbed both her arms, "A theif!" One spoke.
She wriggeled out of their grasp, and rolled her eyes, "Nice first impression men. Hello to you to."
One of them looked irritated with the comment and the other simply laughed, "What is your business in Minas Tirith, Girl!"
"First of all," she spoke, taking a bite of the fruit, "My name is not girl and second my business is none of your business."
Both guards came forward and grabbed her, "You are not helping us with our duties miss, and since you are not willing to speak then you will be taken to the prison for a while to think over your manners."
"It is not my duty to help you with your duties! Now get your smug hands off me! You filthy cowards!" She yelled at them, thrusting kicks at them.
She found a small drain in the wall and pushed it in. She slid through it with ease, using the skills like a snake. She came through to a marble path, where a few citizens lingered. She looked at the drain with her hands on her hips, "Well, that needs to be fixed."
She placed it back and dusted her hands, "There," she turned around and looked at the people looking at her. She looked back at them, brushed a strand of hair from her face and carred on through the street as if she was as high in the line as a Queen, or a Princess.
She walked a long happily, and came to a small store, the owner was not looking so she quickly she took a peice of fruit and carried on. Then two guards came to her side and grabbed both her arms, "A theif!" One spoke.
She wriggeled out of their grasp, and rolled her eyes, "Nice first impression men. Hello to you to."
One of them looked irritated with the comment and the other simply laughed, "What is your business in Minas Tirith, Girl!"
"First of all," she spoke, taking a bite of the fruit, "My name is not girl and second my business is none of your business."
Both guards came forward and grabbed her, "You are not helping us with our duties miss, and since you are not willing to speak then you will be taken to the prison for a while to think over your manners."
"It is not my duty to help you with your duties! Now get your smug hands off me! You filthy cowards!" She yelled at them, thrusting kicks at them.