01-24-2012, 05:13 PM
That had been a good battle. A very good battle. It was a good thing Amy had checked out how things were weighed before placing her bet. She'd made a small bundle on the child. Seeing him leave after the match Amy followed lazily, thinking about what she might possibly say to him. Congratulatory words were not in her vocabulary. There was no kindness in her soul. She turned the corner, spotting the child talking to an assassin. It wasn't anything innate that the woman did to give herself away, simply the recognition of another of her kind. Amy hadn't worked that job for about half a year now though, and she was fairly confident the deathly air that followed such creatures were gone. If only she realized that it was actually just her carrying that air of death.
Not wanting to barge in Amy leaned against a nearby building, idly playing with one of the coins she'd won. She was close enough to hear what was being said, while looking like a completely innocent bystander. A trick she'd learned, and never forgotten. Examining the coin with slight dissatisfaction the merchant's mind milled, trying to think about what she could trade the coin for. It was no good in her line of work, bartering and traveling. Only city canines used such things, and Amy had better uses for it.
Not wanting to barge in Amy leaned against a nearby building, idly playing with one of the coins she'd won. She was close enough to hear what was being said, while looking like a completely innocent bystander. A trick she'd learned, and never forgotten. Examining the coin with slight dissatisfaction the merchant's mind milled, trying to think about what she could trade the coin for. It was no good in her line of work, bartering and traveling. Only city canines used such things, and Amy had better uses for it.