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Week 21 Wednesday
Who: Allen, Kahea, Kekoa
What:Allen picking on his favorite runner, and Kekoa coming into Sundance.
When: just afternoon
Where: Trading Post
Rating: PG-13
Allen had had a wonderful morning with Kentucky and was so pleased with their current status. As he walked by he saw the trading post and thought he'd stop in to see what was new. This places was always full of traders and towns people selling there crafts and trades. He had been here a few times to sell the excess crops from the garden.
While walking through the post he recognized a familiar river runner, specifically the one he just loved to piss off. Allen knew he had to watch himself around her and it would be reported back to Ken or he'd have a knife to his throat. Lets go say Hi Allen began to approach Kahea's booth knowing all to well his smart-alackness would tick her off.
Allen withdrew his hatchet spinning it in his hand then throwing it into the ground by his right foot, placing his hands on her booth. "Well isn't it my favorite Runner. I know you think I'm a cocky little shit but at least I have respect enough for you to disarm myself in your presence." Allen giving a small half bow from the waist, smiling at her. "How are you doing today Kahea?"
What:Allen picking on his favorite runner, and Kekoa coming into Sundance.
When: just afternoon
Where: Trading Post
Rating: PG-13
Allen had had a wonderful morning with Kentucky and was so pleased with their current status. As he walked by he saw the trading post and thought he'd stop in to see what was new. This places was always full of traders and towns people selling there crafts and trades. He had been here a few times to sell the excess crops from the garden.
While walking through the post he recognized a familiar river runner, specifically the one he just loved to piss off. Allen knew he had to watch himself around her and it would be reported back to Ken or he'd have a knife to his throat. Lets go say Hi Allen began to approach Kahea's booth knowing all to well his smart-alackness would tick her off.
Allen withdrew his hatchet spinning it in his hand then throwing it into the ground by his right foot, placing his hands on her booth. "Well isn't it my favorite Runner. I know you think I'm a cocky little shit but at least I have respect enough for you to disarm myself in your presence." Allen giving a small half bow from the waist, smiling at her. "How are you doing today Kahea?"