[h1][center][color=a3169e]Dianthus[/color] - Nature VS Nurture [/center][/h1]
[h2][center][color=6d635f]The Stormkeeper[/color][/center][/h2]
[center][@Old Amsterdam][/center]
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[color=a3169e]"What is up with this kid?"[/color] Floris silently muttered to himself. He had managed to shorten his distance to a reasonable 200 meters. The decreased distance meant he could hear the kid a lot clearer. 

[color=940e0e]"Can't sell the beads, too dangerous."[/color] He muttered to himself. Beads? Dangerous? Just what was this kid up to? First he drops something large (and presumedly heavy), then proceeds to carefully pick up every piece, only to drop them on the ground again! Not to mention these supposed danger beads. 
Floris decided that enough was enough. He would investigate further, and if it involved getting up close and personal, so be it. Putting his hands in his pockets, Floris quickened his pacing. The kid hadn't moved an inch, and Floris was getting closer and closer. As he closed in on the alley, Floris slowed down to a walking pace; he didn't want to startle the kid. Eventually, Floris arrived at the edge of the alley. 

[color=a3169e]"Excuse me, but what are you doing?"[/color]