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Camp NaNoWriMo, July, Day Eight: Excerpt

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The cloth above the door moves aside and a bell rings as the man I tried to talk to earlier walks in. He removes the cloth around his face and I see a scruffy beard beneath.
I shudder slightly as he looks around and I instinctively scoot my chair closer to Sheild's.
He huffs quietly, "Don't do anything stupid, Mortal."
I flinch, glancing at him momentarily, "Is he... following us..?"
"Probably."
"Is he going to kill me?"
"Pro-"
"No, no one's killing anyone in my inn."
The woman's returned, a tray of food in her arms. She hands me a plate of bread slices, covered in cream, and I recognize it as the same stuff that Liche gave me the first time. I twitch slightly and she glances at me, "Something wrong?"
I bite my lip and pull the plate to me slowly, picking up one of the slices, "N-no... it's fine..."
She rolls her eyes and hands me a cup of water, pulling up a chair and sitting between Shield  and me, "So, how'd you two meet?"
"He kidnapped me." I say blankly and he grunts.
The woman smirks, glancing to Shield, "Kidnapping? Can't you think of a better hobby?"
He scoffs, "That's not how it happened."
Here's today's excerpt from chapter twelve. Shield and Saami/Rouge in a desert inn where they've ran into one of Shield's old friends whose name I haven't decided on yet, but she's another Shimien, the same race that Shield is.

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