Post by Hayzie on Oct 14, 2006 6:29:01 GMT -5
He just didn't give in, did he? Sighing as she stood back up from giving the little girl the juice, Hayz went back behind the counter and then he asked again. How many more times would he ask? Spotting the paper wrapped item on the counter, Hayz's lips quirked upwards slightly. Had he remembered? Tim was actually one of few who managed to remember her birthday every year. Others back at Mystic Realms had remembered the year before, but she had left everything there. Her fiance, friends, everything when the Renla guards stormed the city.
Maybe she should have just held her hands up that time and said she was there. Jayne had been to visit, but promised not to spill the beans. It looked like she had though. Then maybe she could have stayed with her friends so long as the guard hadn't taken her back.
Leaning back against the counter, and making sure the little girl from the store was engrossed in her juice, Hayzie rubbed her temples. "Look........ it's nothing really. Just a problem with a guy this morning when I opened up. He's after his daughter, but it looks like I said the wrong thing." With those words, her eyes shifted towards the broken glass and blood on the floor in front of the bar. Picking a broom and a mop from out back, Hayzie moved to begin clearing it up.
"He got a little violent, but I got it sorted. See. It's nothing," she muttered, green eyes straying between the girl and her friend.
Maybe she should have just held her hands up that time and said she was there. Jayne had been to visit, but promised not to spill the beans. It looked like she had though. Then maybe she could have stayed with her friends so long as the guard hadn't taken her back.
Leaning back against the counter, and making sure the little girl from the store was engrossed in her juice, Hayzie rubbed her temples. "Look........ it's nothing really. Just a problem with a guy this morning when I opened up. He's after his daughter, but it looks like I said the wrong thing." With those words, her eyes shifted towards the broken glass and blood on the floor in front of the bar. Picking a broom and a mop from out back, Hayzie moved to begin clearing it up.
"He got a little violent, but I got it sorted. See. It's nothing," she muttered, green eyes straying between the girl and her friend.
