[quote=Sapphire]
Mary frowned and dashed out the door, she began to run. Not in any particular direction, but she had to stop soon. She wasn't very good at running. Leaning her hands on her thighs she felt something fairly pointy jab into her wrist, it was a wierd knife. She held it as if it were an extension of her arm. This was one thing she knew how to use but she couldn't figure out how. Mary continued wandering though town, ready for a fight.
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The observer followed Mary always making his presence known to her he would see what the fuck this girl was...