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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:11 pm
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Hans and Anya were heading to a main train station Hub in a neighboring country and were on a train to get there. The Hub was in The Netherlands, from there they would go through Belgium to France, and from France to the Americas. Hans had one of his favorite books out and was reading it. Anya was staring out the window. They had their own 'cabin', which what Hans called it, it's was just a room to themselves, technically. Hans put his book down and went to Anya, touching her shoulder gently, she looked at him and gave a slight smile. "You okay?" Hans asked in German. Anya just shrugged, Hans gently kissed her head and went back to his book. She'd be okay, one way or another.Though he was still worried. Hans glanced at his watch, they still had a few hours to get there.
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 4:42 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 6:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2012 7:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 1:24 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 3:47 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 6:54 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2012 8:08 pm
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Anya took every detail of surroundings that she could as the train speed on, once they reached the town she began to look at all the people stationed here, one stood out to her. He was a big burly fellow and seemed to be wearing a skirt. She remembered hearing stories about people in the West, men as such whom wore skirts. She met his eyes and held them as long as she could before Hans touched her shoulder to go. She turned to him and glanced at the man, he was gone. She shrugged and grabbed her bags, two large bags, both straight, one held clothes, the other her sword, surrounded by more cloths for padding.
Hans watched his sister, carrying his own bags they headed off the train, and into the busy station. He made sure Anya stayed close as to not loose her in this mess. They headed to a hotel a few blocks away, not the most expensive but their father knew the man and Hans' had met him once, he seemed okay. He was more than happy to welcome them and let them know that it was the second best hotel in the whole town, Hans let him babble as they were showed to their room. "Danke" Thank you. Hans said, as the innkeeper left them alone. It was A very nice room, two beds a wash table, mirror a couple chairs, all well made. "The train will be here in a day or so... What do you want to do?" Hans asked Anya, she turned to him, grinned and nodded out the window. Hans sighed. Of course... Bring a woman into a new town and what's the first thing she wants to do? Go shopping. Hans rolled his eyes and smiled at his sister. "Alright, lets go."
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 11:41 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 09, 2012 12:23 pm
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Hans and Anya had changed into more comfortable clothes. Hans sporting a long sleeved shirt and pants and his boots, both a brown color, Anya had on a short sleeved shirt and pants and boots, the shirt a very light brown, almost skin toned, but a bit darker, shirt and brown pants. Hans allowed his sister to drag him around town for a while, and then he did the same to her, they did this back and forth for what seemed like hours. When Hans found a store that he found fascinating, Anya, on the other hand, saw another store a little bit away she wanted to go to. Hans let her go, but he waited to go in his store until she was already in hers.
Anya was browsing a Fencing shop, they had plenty of swords, masks, etc. The man was really nice and his daughter was Deft so he knew sign language, both were very nice. Anya browsed for a while until she had to leave and said she'd bring her brother tomorrow, both shopkeeper and daughter waved her goodbye. She walked the short distance to the store Hans was in and saw he was talking to the shopkeeper. She decided to wait outside.There was a warm breeze and it felt good. She closed her eyes for a minute, she opened them again when she heard footsteps, thinking it was Hans she turned to the sound. Only to find it wasn't her brother. It was a larger man, he was swaying from side to side. Anya suddenly wished she had went into the store. The man noticed her and gave her a drunken smile, he slurred something she couldn't understand and walked to her, she backed up and his grin grew, she did the only sensible thing she could do. Run. She ran down the street she was on and took about three other turns trying to shake the man, but no matter where she turned he chased her. She turned sown a street only to run into someone, she almost fell but was able to scramble to her feet and dash down an alleyway, only to fall and scrape up her left arm from wrist to elbow. She turned to face the man and saw him walking towards her, another man behind him. I'm going to die... She thought to her self in horror.
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Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2012 6:59 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 12, 2012 5:52 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 10:55 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2012 3:52 pm
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Anya was shaking, her hands over her head, knees to her chest. Turns out the other man had decided to help her instead of hurting her, so it seemed so far. She hoped he was on her side. She let out a few shaky breaths and some sobbing escaped. Tears were streaming down her face. She peaked at the man from in between her fingers, violet eyes huge, and wet with tears. She shoot with hot blooded fear. She wanted to whimper, but wasn't able to. So she just shook more violently.
Hans walked out of the store and looked around. "Anya?" he said it loudly, he had seen his sister waiting for him, where did she go? She couldn't have gone far, she knew better. He walked around for a little bit looking for her. Hans finally talked to someone asking if they had seem her, some had. The news he heard made him pale. "T--thank you..." He said to the man he asked and ran in the direction he said Anya had gone, Hans had to get to Anya before anything bad happened to her. He just had to. "ANYA!!!"
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