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Post by Liddy Griffiths on Jul 3, 2009 22:20:49 GMT
The sun beat down, as Liddy wiped some of the sweat from her brow as she pulled some box's full of... well she wasn't even sure what they were full of she'd just been told to move them outside so that's what she was doing. She let the heavy wooden create like box fall to the floor with a clatter, that was the last one she had to move and now they were all stacked neatly, along the front of the house. She'd moved five of them and she was already existed but she didn't care she wanted to be outside that day, as the sun was shining and well it was beautiful.
She sighed, as she walked out of the house area, just wanting to go for a wonder around the village and see who she could run into. All she was looking for was company seen as pretty much all the rest of the family were busy or away collecting wood or something for the fire in the house.
Liddy walked forward quite slowly starring at the ground as she moved. Not paying attention to the fact that one of her shoes had came loose on her foot, just as she looked down to notice it, her other foot caught on it and she stumbled forward. Brilliant, was the only sarcastic comment that ran through her head as she pushed her hands out in front of her as she collided with the dry warm ground. She shook herself a little, as she rolled onto her side, as she looked at her hands, the thick warm red substance started to leak from the palm of her hand, she wiped it on her ragged dress as she just sat on the floor starring at her grazed hand.
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Allan A'Dale
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Post by Allan A'Dale on Jul 4, 2009 12:40:32 GMT
Allan had finished distributing the money and food Robin had sent him to Locksley with an hour or so ago. He'd dozed for a while in the shade afterwards, but now, refreshed and energised, he'd decided to head back towards the forest.
Pulling himself to his feet, he heard a muffled thump behind him, and turned to see a young woman examining her bleeding palm as she sat crumpled on the dusty ground.
He walked towards her. He didn't know her face, but she didn't seem to be a noble, or anyone he particularly needed to avoid.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
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Post by Liddy Griffiths on Jul 11, 2009 13:32:41 GMT
Liddy looked at her hand, as the blood seeped out the small grazes. She’d need to get that cleaned up sometime soon; surprisingly it didn’t hurt that much. She quickly wiped the blood of her hand and onto her clothes, before examining it again, hoping it maybe would have stopped the blood flow a little more.
She looked down at the dry earth she was sitting on, she thought to herself as she looked at the floor. Well she didn’t really think about anything very often, she just loved being a free spirit; when she was away from her family. Seen as she could do what she wanted then. She hated the way she lived; she hated the sheriff who made everyone and everything’s life a misery.
She looked up as she heard someone’s voice sound out; he seemed to be pretty close by. “Yeah I’m perfectly fine thank you” she stated as it slowly struck who the man in front of her was. Not that she knew him at all she just knew who he was as he worked with Robin Hood everyone knew who they were. “your Allan right?” she asked before she could stop herself. “I’m Liddy” she stated, as she stood up and offered out her hand.
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Allan A'Dale
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Chief Wallet Inspector[M:0]
Rhymin' & stealin'
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Post by Allan A'Dale on Jul 11, 2009 23:19:54 GMT
Allan took her offered hand and smiled.
"Bloody hell, I'm famous! And who might you be, then?"
Usually he'd have been pretty wary of any stranger who knew his name. But this young girl- young woman he corrected himself mentally- could hardly be a threat. He had to admit, it was gratifying to have a pretty girl know him by reputation; at least provided she'd only heard good things, of course.
He released her uninjured hand and gestured at the other one, slightly concerned. "Do you want me to have a look at that? You wanna take care of yourself, sweetheart. Don't want it taking infection."
He looked her over. She was definitely a peasant, someone like him. He grinned at her again. It was about time he got to know a few more people around here.
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