Jintao returned the nod and said nothing. He was sorta surprised to see her come so close, especially because how stand-offish she had been. Turning his attention away from her, he studied the streets as they walked along. The buildings were dark with no waken life. Rain gathered in ruts caused by once heavy traffic. An old begger slept under the shallow eve of an abandoned store. Jintao crossed the street to him and dropped the two copper coins into the man's tin without slowing his pace.She nodded, a brisk, purposeful movement. "Let's talk inside." She pulled the cloak tight and flicked the hood farther over her head.
Rain stuck in her worn boots, and her toes rubbed, numb and raw. Blisters had formed over days of walking, but the cold rain water cooled each angry welt and left her feet senseless.
She walked near the man, falling into pace with his even gait.
@Lacy Duckwing
(Lacy is such a pretty name)
"We're almost there," Jintao said after awhile. "It's just another block."
@_-Captain BRM-_
(Thanks! It was the name of one of my Silver Duckwing Old English Game bantam hens.

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