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It was getting late and the city lights were starting to come on, Timon realised he had been on the train most of the day, it was getting time for him to head back. He decided to get off four stops down, which was within walking distance of the Hostel.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n But there was something odd, Timon looked at his bracelet, it was pulling… away from both the library and the hostel, shocked, he looked in the direction it pulled.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153smart kid, I only got on one stop ago and you realised.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d A woman was sat across from him on the train, she had short, messy hair and a massive jacket, which failed to cover her bracelet.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You know there’s no fighting allowed in Koob\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153yeah, as though any of the guards round here could keep 2 warriors from fighting.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Are you going to try and kill me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Not me sugar, I’m more of a lover than a fighter… actually I’m not much of either. Normally when trouble comes I just up and fly away, it’s too much hassle for me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your bracelet, it has two beads lit.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153ahh, well there’s no hiding I’ve killed before its true, but don’t worry, I didn’t like the taste of it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153why did you come to me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Your pull was new to me, I thought I’d come check you out… the names Mav\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Timon\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have to say I’m impressed, you and your friend got past Cadence, did you kill her?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153no, she didn’t want to fight, neither did we.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153…well, I’m glad, that girl has changed a lot since we met, but it cheers me she’s at least so whimsical in her decisions still.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153you know her?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I used to hang out with her and her sister, it was pretty cool, in the times before we found out what these things meant.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Mav held up her bracelet, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153and some other crap split us up too, I think these days I remind her of bad stuff, but it suits me, solitude is more my cup of tea anyway.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Timon smiled a little \u00e2\u20ac\u0153you don’t seem like the type.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Mav leaned forward \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And what type do I seem like?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n \u00e2\u20ac\u0153solitary people don’t go looking to meet folks on a whim.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n \n Mav leaned back in her seat, looked out the window and smiled, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153you wanna go someplace kid?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" It was getting late and the city lights were starting to come on, Timon realised he had been on the train most of the day, it was getting time for him to head back. 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