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Small time skip after she left in search of the Garrison
I was unable to find the location of the garrison, due too this being my first time in Paris. I let out a sigh as I enter the inn and begin to walk up the stairs and too the room that my brother and I are renting out. I crack open the door expecting to see my brother asleep, however he was not and he was not alone. I quickly shut the door and walk a short distance away from the door of the room so that I can not hear what is occurring inside of the room. I let out a sigh as I sit down and lean against the railing of the second floor. I cross my arms in front of my chest and drop my head realizing that this is where I'll be sleeping for the night as my eyes slowly grow heavier and my vision gets darker.
Another small time skip
I wake up with a jolt hearing a scream come from my left. I quickly wipe the remaining sleep from my eyes and stand up. As I stand up my brother, opens the door giving me a confused look, which I return with a shrug. We both walk over to the crowd of women. All of the are staring at a man with a slit throat and blood tinted water. Our movement must have caught the inn keepers attention because she looked over at my brother and I and gasped the screamed "You! You murdered him!" Pointing at my brother.
"No..." D'Artagnan mumbles backing up while putting is hands up trying to show innocence, but failing due too the bloody dagger in his right hand.
The Inn keeper then Yelled "Hold him, Someone!" causing the crowd around the doorway to start trying to grab D'Artagnan. I Quickly Grab his arm and Start pulling his arm back into the room that he stayed in last night, that was supposed to be our room but someone decided to have company last night. Once we both were in the room, D'Artagnan slammed the door shut and threw his back against the door. I run over to the Wardrobe next to the Door and Start to push it over
"Move!" I yell as the wardrobe Tilts over landing on its side Right where D'Artagnan was standing seconds ago. I look over to give a grin to my brother when I realize that he is no longer standing next to me, instead he is running at the window. "D'Art!" I yell as he crashes through the window of the second story onto the Street below. I realize that the angry crowd of people are Slowly getting the door open, and so I realize the only way out is too Follow after my brother and go out the window. I let out a sigh as I slide my torso out of the window, and grab the top of the frame, then swing the rest of my body out. using the momentum of the swing I let go of the frame and land on my feet next to my brother who is struggling to sit up.
"There he is!" We hear the woman call from above us.
"D'Art! Come on!" I yell grabbing his arm and helping him up. We both take off with People from the in following close behind us. we end up running into a market and hide behind one of the columns that the shops are stationed between. I completely run to the other side of the column, while my brother goes too the side.
"I'll give you five livres to kiss me." I hear my brother say in a quite voice followed by the sound of slight struggling. Once the men run by I hear the struggling stop and D'Artagnan mutter "That actually worked" Followed by him groaning
"Oh, you degenerate! Touch me again, and I'll gut you like a fish." I hear a woman say with anger lacing her voice. I turned around the corner to where my brother had gone and saw my brother leaning over in pain and a woman pointing what looked to be a small dagger at him. "Do I look like a working girl?" She askes gesturing down to the gown she was wearing.
"Well, yeah..." I hear him state in a low voice resulting in me walking over to him and smacking him in the back of the head, which I earned a glare from him.
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