Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Between the Army and Certain Death

"No." I was in the kitchen, my boots were still coated in grime and I admit I probably smelled a little worse for wear. Tripp was actually looking nice, dressed in chef whites and he was actually directing others around if you can believe that (I know its hard to believe a shorty of any stature could command respect, even more unbelieveable if you knew Tripp Like I did).

"We have to leave Tripp, this place is about to go a very bad place." I was pleading with him to listen to me, I realize this is a reversal in fortunes and it didn't take very long for it to happen.

"No Nidget I like it here, I know you hate it because you have to actually work, so leave, take whatever made up excuse you have and leave, I'm done with you anyway I just needed a body guard and you sufficed." I felt used, because I had been.  I'll admit my concern for Tripp evaporated pretty much when he told me that. My only tie to the Lunar Empire gone I gathered my things to take off, I hadn't made a lot of money or stolen anything, so all I really had was my thieving tools, my weaponry and my dirty clothes.  So not exactly a great traveling outfit, but I've made due with less on worse, so I was set to take off.

I wasn't the only one, it had only been a few weeks since Tripp and I had arrived, but the flow of people leaving the empire was pretty big in the other direction.  Well it would have been if there wasn't a damn army between us and leaving.  Yes the force that had threatened to destroy the Empire had just arrived. So I did what I do best. I hid and hoped it all went away.  And you know the best part? It actually did. Well sort of...

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