(Erm, read back, that's the best I can do... it's up to Eomira to give a briefing if she wishes)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Alrien looked up from her breakfast with a start as a tall man burst into the room and sat down. She watched as he looked around. He looked directly at her, and she looked down quickly, not wanting to be seen staring.
She quickly finished her meal, got up, and headed out the door. She wanted to buy a few supplies before leaving the town.

Tolur narrowed his eyes upon a woman who watched him, shifting in his seat to observe her more closely. He realized, however, that this was not the one he was after and he mumbled under his breath before downing his ale.

Shortly after the woman stepped outside, he too followed, but he took a turn towards the stables, having left his mare there before when he last came by. His composure was slumped as he sighed dispondandtly, knowing he would have to start all over again.

He was used to trailing hardened criminals, not a sly young woman with the attitude and sneak tactics of a fox. It irritated him, and he suddenly wished he had pressed the bargain harder, but then a thought occured to him. He could hold her as randsom! That way he would get more than his pay and the effort would well be worth it.

Tolur smirked to himself, envisioning the expression that would be on the face of the one paying him...

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Strethin patted the stallion as he dipped his muzzle into the water trough. As his dark eyes scanned the busy Village they fell upon Tolur. He raised an eyebrow and followed him. His light foot falls hidden by the noise of the Village.

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(ah! Alexandra! You are alive! well basically, Eomi's had a run in with Tolur *evil bad guy music*, Strethin has met up with Tolur *more bad guy music* and Alrien is wandering around town. We are all back at the darned Village and Eomi has a trick up her sleeve that involves the stable *grins* will post more later.)

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Eomi followed the elderly woman to the Stables. And the whole way, the woman was constantly chattering and tugging her along. It irked her a bit, but she was grateful for the cover it gave her. Anyone could have thought that this was her grandmother. So Eomi put up with the chatter and took the chance to actually lift her head for a moment and glance around. <br>
Dodging a man that had left his horse at the water trough, they entered the dim stables once again. An elderly man was already starting to lift the heavy stacks of hay up to the loft. Moving quickly, she took the pitchfork from him, flashed him a helpful smile and tossed the hay up to the loft. <br>
"I'll help you with that sir," she said starting to lift another. The elderly woman just smiled and started scolding her husband, he started arguing back with her and in the mist of it, Eomi continued tossing hay her mind working as fast as ever.<br>

(wasn't a very good post I'll admit, but I had to give you guys something. Oh and Alexandra I would like if you would read back, it's only a few pages so it shouldn't be that hard. It would give you a little more insight.)

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(o.o I believe they had loose hay, Eomira... you know, like the stuff in the wagons? They hadn't come up with bales yet... )

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

*growls and hits self**fixes it*

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(^^ *claps* Works very well.. tehe, sorry bout that, I couldn't help myself... will post later perhaps)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(*bounces out of boredom**waits*)

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(just to let you other people know, you can go ahead and post...please post!)

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Tolur suddenly quieted his humming and mumbling, as he heard the yapping of an elderly woman within the stables. Releasing a heavy and discontented sigh, he pushed the door open roughly and glanced around.

"I had a horse stabled 'ere, a mare, I'd like to pay up and take 'er now..." he stopped short in his sentence, suddenly catching sight of the young woman he was after. He pointed towards her and raised his voice. "You! You're not getting away again!" He had finally lost patience, and with a jolt, he lurched forwards after her.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(yay! Action! feeling better Dhod?)<br>
Eomi wheeled around and jumped to the side, knocking the man over the head with the pitchfork. Jumping back, she held it threatingly. The old woman started wailing and such, and Eomi had a hard time not telling her to shut it. The old man just stared wide eyed and backed up.

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Alrien was walking back towards the inn to see if she could get some food for the road when she heard a commotion coming from the stables. She hesitated. She had seen an older man in there earlier-he could have fallen or something. Maybe she should go make sure he wasn't hurt.

((would it botch up your plan if Alrien came in, Eomira?))

(I'm alive! Terribly sorry guys that I haven't been around, but with school, little sibs hogging the computer, etc. it's been hard to get on:D as for your question Elenya, it would a little bit...as I will have Eomi escape once again as soon as Dhod makes a post)

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(*glares* Well I'm not letting you get away without Tolur smackin' ya around a bit... *evilish snigger*)

Tolur gave a yell in pain yet more so in frustration, and whipping around at the old woman, he muttered the exact words Eomira had restrained herself from uttering. "Stop the wailing old woman and get out if ye know what's good for ye!" Without further hesitation, he whirled to pounce after Eomira, grabbing her arm in a firm grip and yanking her towards him while he held a rope in his other hand.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~