Post by ABEL FABRICE on May 23, 2012 1:08:54 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/bfN0Z.jpg); padding: 15px; width: 365px, bTable][style=background-color: #fff; padding: 8px; -webkit-border-radius: 5px; -moz-border-radius: 5px; border-radius: 5px; -webkit-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333; -moz-box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333; box-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #333; height: 100%;][style=font-family: georgia; color: #333; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: lowercase; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -3px;]are you afraid of the dark?[/style][style=border-bottom: 1px solid #efefef; margin-bottom: 7px;] [/style][style=-webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; background: url(http://i476.photobucket.com/albums/rr121/solitary-rose/Funner/Shizuo_01.jpg);] [/style][style=float: left; width: 100px; border-top: 1px solid #efefef; border-bottom: 1px solid #efefef; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 3px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px;]OPEN[/style][style=float: left; width: 100px; border-top: 1px solid #efefef; border-bottom: 1px solid #efefef; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 20px; margin-left: -100px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px;]000 WORDS[/style][style=float: left; width: 100px; border-top: 1px solid #efefef; border-bottom: 1px solid #efefef; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 40px; margin-left: -100px; padding-top: 2px; padding-bottom: 2px;]TRALALA~[/style][style=border-left: 1px solid #efefef; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #333; width: 195px; margin-left: 115px; margin-top: -100px;]It was dark out, and cold. The cod nipped at his arms, even though he was fully clothes in long sleeves and pants. The dessert was hot during the day, but natives and seasoned travelers knew how that changed once the sun went down. But he was satisfied with the knowledge that Estelle was safe and warm this night, she wasn't even in Jehanna. Abel hated leaving her like this, but it had to be done. And he found someone who seemed capable of caring for her, for the moment. Par usual, it was an elderly couple who he left to care for Estelle, they were usually the ones who talked less and were more reliable. If something happened, they would be able to use their wit and experience to get her out of it. Abel trusted them for that. Meanwhile, he made his way to a pub. In this neighborhood, it was dangerous. But he needed more intel on his target, and this was the most efficient way of getting what he wanted. He needed to waste no time doing this. Even though Estelle was in safe hands, in a safe country (Rausten), he would never completely trust her security in anyone else's hands but his. He needed to get this hit over and done with and get back, as soon as possible. That itch keeping him going, Abel entered the pub and headed for the bar. He ordered food, no alcohol, and leaned over the counter casually, giving off no hint to his reasons for being there. Blending in. [/style] |
