(can I put one of my characters here?))

(Yup, Isabelle? Ancient?)

((no, Deirdre. Irish Mill girl.))

(Sure, Ancient? *Poke*)

(I want to let Aphrodite's character come visit ramses that night. maybe you can create character to interact with Deirdre?))

(K. It's going to be a while though till she responds, and longer till the entire conversation is carried out.)

An elderly gentleman is walking down the street, his nose down and burried in an old leather bound book. He walks slowly, having all the time in the world.

Deirdre rushed out of the factory to her boarding house for lunch break.

She nearly runs into the elderly gentleman, brushing up against his expensive coat. He sways slightly, not expecting to be hit.

"Easy there my fine girl." The man steadies himself.

"I'm sorry sir." she says, bobbing her head. She speaks with an accent.

"Quite alright." The man says and buries his face in his book again, walking down the street. Two young boys look at each other and nod, the two young thieves follow him.

She starts to walk slower to her boarding house, when she notices 2 boys following the man. She decides lunch can wait, and she follows the boys who are following the man.

The man stops at a bookstall and the boys walk by, one from one side, the other from the other. One steals a pocketbook and hands it off to the other, who sticks it in his pocket and keeps walking.

Deirdre saw this, and decided to do something. Although she was the shy type, she thought that they would get away if she didn't do something. She runs up behind the one with the pocket book as fast as her skirts will allow her to, and tackles the boy. "HE JUST STOLE MONEY!!!" she calls out, landing on his back and sending the two of them crashing to the street.

The elderly gent runs over with a police officer in tow.

"What's wrong miss?" The elderly man asks and the officer pulls the boy off her, holding the other by the collar.

"I saw them steal a purse from him." she says.

The elderly gentleman checks his pockets. The officer pulls the pocketbook from the young thief.

"This yours?" He asks the gentleman who nods and takes it. He puts it back in his pocket and the bobby leads him away.

"Thank you." The gentleman smiles at her.

"You are welcome. I have to run, I'm sorry sir. If you need me, I work at that factory." She hastily points at the building behind her, and hurries off to her lunch break.

The gentleman smiles and thanks whatever god was listening. He pulls out a red ruby necklace from the pocket book, a surprise for his wife's birthday. He sits down by a coffee shop to read.

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