[center][b][color=00ced1][h1]Boris[/h1][/color][/b][/center]


[@Dartbored Fairy][@Zyngard]

	"Heh-heh-heh," Boris chuckled and ruffled the little girls hair with his giant hand. He was smiling quite broadly now, maybe a touch goofy, but feeling good that he made the girl happy. He puts the rest of his cookies back in his pack with the now full tin of candy. He heads for the door to leave, but is stopped by a thought and turns back to the girl, suggesting;

"Boris is leaving now, little miss. You can come too if you want to. I don't think this town is safe for little girls, but Boris can protect you from bad people. I know there's bad people around because I saw a little Missy just like you. Some bad people hurt her bad. She was bleeding from her private place [i]a lot[/i]. I'm going to find those bad people who hurt that other little girl. They aren't going to be getting even one cookie from Boris - nuh-ah! Not even a crumb."  

Boris then gave Kura a hefty reassuring nod and walked out the door. Outside it was still raining, but Boris didn't care at all about that. Water never hurt no one. Sitting on a wall near the shop was yet another little girl. Boris had noticed her before entering the shop but didn't really pay her much mind at all. She was wearing tattered clothes and was holding a black umbrella. She mustn't have liked water [i]at all[/i]. 

As the rain trickled down his face, Boris bit his lip in an effort to contemplate his options; talk to the girl or not. The more he examined her the more it felt like talking to her might have been a good idea. After all, she wasn't old enough to be a mean girl yet, and she also had cookies. She was eating them from a sack beside her on the wall. People who liked cookies couldn't be [i]that[/i] bad.

Boris approached the girl with a half smile, half curious expression, and when close enough stopped to point at her umbrella, which is when he noticed the girl seemed to be trying to keep the rain off the cookies more than she was trying to keep it off herself. He dropped his hand, changing his strain of thought, and said; 

"Boris sure does like cookies a lot too. Yours look like they might taste even as good as mine." He thinks some more before adding; "I got my cookies from a headless man and his empty wife. She doesn't have the stomach for cookies anymore." He thinks again, stepping in close to take his notebook from his pack, using her umbrella to shelter the paper from getting wet. He opens up the page to show her the headless man, as well as the message that had been written with blood on the wall. While she's taking a look, Boris continues to explain: 

"I also met an invisible little girl. She seemed upset because her private area hurting [i]a lot[/i]. Her private area was bleeding too - I think she wants Boris to hurt the bad people that hurt her. She was the one who wrote this message. If you live around here then maybe you know something about everything.... Maybe you can tell Boris how to find those bad people that hurt her. Also..." Boris shifts his eyes around as if suspicious of the whole town, "...I don't think this town is safe for little girls like you. But you do have a nice umbrella, so maybe they'll leave you alone." 



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[center][color=000000][h1][b]Madison[/b][/h1][/color][/center]


[@Dartbored Fairy]

	Madison's eyes were twitching wildly as she glared at the man and listened to what he had to say. When he finished speaking she snarled and shoved him away from her hard enough to have him land in a forming puddle. 

"Who the hell invited the rain?!" She yelled, as she started marching north. She didn't like the rain, water made her uncomfortable and itchy, and it certainly didn't help in keeping her filthy appeal. She soon stopped at a tavern and entered, growling as she shook the rain from her matted hair, spraying her now damp stench on anyone within range. 

"What the hell are ya look'n at?" She snarled at the people gawking at her. "Can a woman get a drink around here or what?"

Madison would have to wait out the rain before heading to the mines farther to the north.