[center]Taylor was disappointed by the lack of coffee found in the town. Had these people never heard of it? Good news was that they did, the bad news was that they didn't have it in many places and she wasted forty-five minutes searching for some coffee. Now, she leaned against a lamp post, finishing the last drops while watching the busy day pass onward. It was still early morning, but she had a headache about the size of the mysterious gemstone she had found earlier.

She twirled it around in her hand. It had a faint, soft glow and it was warm. [b]"So this...is a heart?"[/b] She mumbled to herself, having asked the Innkeeper about it. As story goes, it was HER heart. She was supposed to give it to the neko she fell in love with. How odd of a concept. Love. [b]"Yeah, right,"[/b] she gave a bit of a small, sarcastic laugh to herself, before letting out a sigh and dropping her empty coffee cup into a nearby trash can.

She looked down to her waist, seeing the pistols in their cases. She sighed relief, wondering when her OCD got so bad. [b]"Now...where to look for jobs for a bounty hunter?[/b]

Oh. Right. The police station. She sighed yet again, time to waste another twenty-five minutes trying to find that. This day was not starting out too well.

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Weston finished the rice ball and threw the seaweed wrapper into the trash can. He licked his lips and stood off to the side of the crowd and watched the stalls from afar. Where next? Maybe somewhere with some cake or pears this time. .

The blond neko began to turn and walk, almost colliding into a girl with blue hair, stepping back just in time, [b]"Oops, sorry, Miss."[/b]
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