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by Checkmate » Tue Mar 01, 2011 2:47 am
The man listened to the woman speak; nervously wiping his already clean hands on his white apron. He looked about worriedly, glancing out the window to see the sheriff leaning against one of the supports for the jail building. Seeing that the ninja was being watched brought brief comfort to the man, even if the ninja could kill him without hesitation and probably escape unscathed.
With this slight assurance, the man was able to bring himself to composition, taking the paper from the woman’s hand, and inspecting it. He had, indeed seen the face, and remembered a few things about her that he would be more than happy to tell the ninja about.
With a stutter, the man spoke. “Yes, I’ seen ‘er. She ehm, came in here the ot’er week lookin’ for supplies. Said she had a long trip ahead. I r’member her bein’ alone. She came in ‘ere askin’ for a water skin and enough food to last a week. I don’ know if ‘at help you ‘tall, but it would be all I know. You c’n take what you want, j’st please don’ harm us. We can co-operate, and’d love to help you if you find the need.” The man’s accent seemed foreign, but he could have just been on the lesser side of educated. With what information he had given to the woman, he slowly returned to the safe haven of the back room, and was gone.