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Myshanea: Aftermath
Part: 2
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Morgana silently walked away from the clock tower. She doubted today would be a very intresting day. It had been a month ago since when she moved to this new city and still hadnt gotten a job or trasportation. Walking it was.

Maybe I should work on one of those her mind ran the idea through her thoughts. As she walked down the sidewalk of a street for a good while not really paying attention to where she was going.

There were many run down looking stores, yet most of them still operated as functioning stores. In most cities you have cute little plays on your cities name that are included in a stores name, or just plain, "-city name here- laudry mat."

In a city named Agnora you had a lot less of those. Morgana smiled slightly thinking of marking boys trying to play word games with that. Most places had soo much spray paint on them that it would be hard to even find the name of the place anyways.

A scream caught Morgan's attention and her head turned in the direction of the sound. "I really need to go into the better part of the city more offen," she said softly with a sigh. Igoring the impluse telling her to see why a scream was made.

She walked past a small store selling tv's, all in the front window all turned to the same news channel. A thin, brown haired woman sat at a desk reporting on competely unlocal news. The reporter read the report, with some effort, talking about a shooter shoting himself.

Morgan stood still and watched the tv's for a moment. "A shooter shot himself after he was captured," she repeated cocking her head ever so slightly at the tv, "Didnt see that one coming." She rolled her eyes, her glaze ending up looking at differant tv.

The brown haired lady went on until the next story was up. "Are you going to buy something or just stand there?" the reporter asked. Morgana blinked confused for a second before shaking her head quickly and turned her head.

Next to her was, what she would quess to be the owner. He was a short man and by of the broom was in his hand she quessed the man was pretty annoyed . "Are you going to buy something or just stand there?!" he repeated getting more annoyed.

Morgan narrowed her eyes at the small man. She grabbed the broom from his hands spinning it quickly around to knock the owner off his feet. Than moved up to hold the wooden end to his neck.

"Do I need to call the cops?" the man said and Morgana shook her head out of her day dream of beating the store owner with his own broom. "Oh. So sorry." Morgan said once she remembered she was just standing there the whole time. Than turned to continute walking.

With her back turned to him and walking away she could tell the owner didnt go back into his store. Simply from not hearing foot steps. What she did finally hear wasnt very nice though. The words: stupid, crack, and whore were said from behind her.

She turned around so she was walking backwards and flipped him the bird. After shooting him a look that could kill her eyes breifly passed the tv once again. An ad for a securty system played.

Morgan turned back around to walk normal, thinking about robbing the place as she turned the corner. Morgana Maraya, unemployed by day, tormenting rude store owners by stealing tv's at night. The corners of her lips turned up a little in a small smile. She never smiled huge anymore that was another thing she should work on.