Annebelle fell on rear before getting back on her feet as quickly as she went down, gazing at Abigail. A:“Um, s-sorry!” Grea quickly caught up and looked down at her. G:“Sorry, my pal here gets a little too… hyperactive.” A:“I’m not hyperactive, I’m just really excited!” G:"(to Annebelle) Yeah, right, whatever. (to Abigail) I’ll help you pick up your stuff."
“… So you’re telling us. To go look out for a murderer who is attempting to use a frying pan?”
“Come back soon!” The butcher says.
“Ah… I’m really sorry!” Abigail states, as she frantically tries to pick up the fruits.
Her blonde hair waves in the wind. She looks at the two figures. “I… umm…”
Sheriff: Ahahahahahaha, you know. Surprised your father hasn’t exiled you yet. Surely you’ve got mental issues. Also that green fringe looks terrible, are you trying to make yourself look like a joke?"
The woman with the meat pushes Abigail aside “I’m so sorry. I need to get somewhere quickly”
Lucy has finally finished sweeping.
L:Phew.
She turns , and opens a seemingly inconspicous door , presses a few positions , and enters , into the Spy Base.
After sending the royal guard his promised wine, Drevis is left with little to do. None of the royals are in need of his service, and with thst in mind, he walks to his room. He crosses path with Princess Maria along the way.
“Good day, Princess. Are you in need of any service?”
(Ask for a carriage to town)
“prince Nycolas! you should stay inside castle! i am trying to work here and has no time to protect you!”
“Wah!” Abigail falls over again, this time over the basket. An apple rolls over towards Annebelle. @SadSnake
Grea seems to be more bored to be there than anything, running a hand through her hair and looking around while she helped her with the basket’s contents, Annebelle jumping all over the place to ask questions to people that frankly only wanted to carry on with their day “Hey! Is this a cool city? How are the prices around here? Who runs thing around here? Is there a place for merchants to set up?” She asked all those questions to different people and didn’t even wait for an answer before asking the next one. Grea looked at the person that bumped into her again. G:“Hey, I know Annebelle’s a real kid sometimes, but it’s no reason to imitate her. Watch where you’re going, please.” She Grabbed the woman’s sleeve to tell her this. @Ami
She puts her meat down and help Abigail up I am so so sorry…she fumbles around with her purse and takes out a silver piece “Again i’m so so sorry” she gives the coin to Abigail
Charles turns round and looks suprised at the entrance of Lucy.
M: Oh! Sorry about earlier, I had to keep the pretence up.
He sighs.
M: I’m just not feeling all there right now.
Grea let out a small groan and let the sleeve go.