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Subject: Hmph Author: Miryam [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:47:46 03/17/02 Sun Miryam catches the look Deirdre gets when money is mentioned. Unwise, really, to travel without any money, but somehow she isn't surprised that Deirdre would be caught so. "Well, I'm sure we'll find something," she says quickly to Deirdre. "You will share a room with me, won't you, Deirdre? Things can be so expensive, we really ought to conserve our money." How much money she has with her, she's not sure. She doesn't mind, though. She can get by without it and Deirdre looks nearly as scared as a rabbit cornered by a wolf. "You're too kind, sir," she says to Tarkin with a bow of her head. "But let us go, then, if it's our common destination." With that, she takes her horse by the reins, starting to slowly walk towards the town. "You ought to take more care, Autumn Mary," Amadeus hisses quietly in her ear, "with your company. We do not know the character of these travelers. You do not know who they could be." The girl shrugs in both apathy and annoyance. She has no wish to be called 'Autumn Mary' right now, nor does she think it would be prudent to be found with a talking cat. As it is, she gives the dæmon no reply. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]