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Taylor tossed and turned throughout the night. Curse the affliction of nightmares, it wasn't even something she could kill with alcohol. Not that she liked any, too bitter for her. Man, she needed a hobby to let off some steam. Taylor was up by sunrise, taking a quick smoke to calm her nerves before leaving the Inn to wander the town. Alber. Yet another detour in her journey across the land. It was quaint, relaxing and filled with...cat-like people.

Now the girl had seen it all. She looked around, watching them walk by, their ears flicking and their tails twirling, [b]"they're kind of cute,"[/b] she mumbled quietly to herself while walking around and browsing the streets. Despite her slightly shot nerves, the insomniac would have to get right down to business. Find a job, make some money. Otherwise, she'd have to hustle pool for some cash...and how cruel would it be to steal from such [i]adorable[/i] cat people?

She shook her head, letting out a sigh. Maybe find something to eat, head to the library and begin job hunting. Maybe find a map to the next town. Yeah, that sounded like a solid plan.[/center]