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	Atticus shot Daphne a look of fire and brimstone. [color=fff79a]"Lord give me patience for if you give me strength I'm going to snap her neck like a twig,"[/color] he said under his breath. Letting out a short huff he looked back at Harper and gave half a smile, though it was easy to tell he was vexed. Patience was not one of is virtues right then. If that girl thought for one minute it didn't matter that she had abandoned the others while there was work to be done just because she was back at the tail end of it she knew nothing and had a lot more growing up to do than he originally thought. 

	[color=fff79a]"Right, okay yeah, we just need to move the rest of of our stuff over into those holding docks,"[/color] he said pointing to the docks where the rest of the stuff had already been offloaded. 

	[color=f26522]"Where the fuck is Dorothy?"[/color] Anisa bellowed as she came strolling over and her eyes darted about to see who was there and who wasn't. 

	Atticus rubbed his temples before taking another breath and held up a finger to Harper. He wanted to finish answering the mans questions but he wasn't about to ignore Anisa when she was bellowing. [color=fff79a]"We had, um, can we speak in private?"[/color] he said as he motioned for Anisa to step to the side with him. 

	[color=f26522]"This had better be good..."[/color] she grunted as she stepped over with him. Atticus whispered a few things quietly and quickly. Ansia's face going tight with anger before nodding, her eyes darting to Daphne for a moment and narrowing before looking over to Harper and away again. [color=f26522]When she returns remind her of her awaiting duties."[/color]

	[color=fff79a]"Awaiting duties?"[/color] Atticus asked confused. 

	[color=f26522]"She will know what you mean. I will be back within the hour, shot anyone who even begins to step out of line."[/color]

	[color=fff79a]"I don't use guns Captain..."[/color]

	[color=f26522]"Then blow them the fuck up!"[/color] she snapped before turning on her heels and motioning for Harper to follow her. [color=fff79a]"Come on, I want my head pilot along for this purchase after all,"[/color] she added as she kept walking towards the main area of the docks and swung south. 

	Atticus sighed a bit, guess he didn't need to answer about the barber chair after all. Rolling up his sleeves he glanced around hoping that Jahosafat would get down there soon to lend a hand but at least he was working from what Harper had stated before. 

	The old man smiled at Fitz and placed his feather dust into a holster on his hip. It looked like it used to hold a gun of some sort. Perhaps a relic of his younger days. Pulling out the chair he slowly sat down, the sound of his knees popping could be heard but he smiled nonetheless. "Oi, old age catches up with us all," he said as he looked over the pieces and turned the board around so that Fitz was white. "Guests first!" he said as he got as comfortable as his old bones would allow. 

	"So tell me what brings you to New Hope?" he asked. "Figured if you enjoy games and were from around here I would know your face already," he chuckled. "If I do know you, then my mind is far more gone than I thought and you shouldn't have a problem winning," he added with a light hearted laugh. 

	In the dress shop a lean woman with needle cushion affixed to her wrist looked up from her sewing to spot Mei as she came in. "Oh my, hun... yes, over here," she said quickly as she pushed back the curtain to the back room and moved several large spools of thread from a table. "Sit, sit," she said after dropping the spools on a stack of fabric. Rushing over to the front door she locked it tight and turned over the sign so it read closed. 

	The place seemed to be empty besides the two of them. It was odd, that no one was in there. The dresses that lined the walls and were on mannequins for display were all very beautiful and if one were able to take a closer look, they would be able to see that the needle work done on them was exquisite. Yet, the place was empty. The woman came over to Mei and offered her a shoulder to move to the back room and onto the table. "What happened?" she asked looking at Mei. She had a lot of things to ask but that was the first thing she was able to blurt out.