Characters: Harlequin and whoever he meets . . . or trips over him, as the case may be. D= LOL
Content: Wandering, sightseeing, avoiding any stray dogs or cats, enjoying the energy in the air . . . trying to figure out where in Reial he is . . . and working on not getting stepped on! =S
Setting: The streets of the makeshift town in the Badlands
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So, without thinking about it, he walked toward the thing while its back was turned and promptly reached down and picked it up by the scruff of its clothes. "What are you?" he asked, if a little gruffly, turning the thing to himself.
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"Just look for me at the Fierta, plane is Catcher."
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Harlequin looked up at him with a wry grin. "Yes, sir, that has been my biggest challenge thus far." Not that he truly minded, but... "Well, in any case, Mr. Abe, I hope I'm not keeping you from any place or anything important...?"
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That reminded him. He started looking around again for things he could possibly take back with him to his plane. It was getting difficult to look for anything he particularly wanted to eat, and he wasn't picky by any means.
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