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[Our Own History and Fate.] Jordan let out a groan as she slumped on the large, leathery couch. She kicked her feet up on the table in front of her and stared off into at the sun's ray's making its way through the window and onto the floor. The girl was stumped; she had no idea what else she could do around the shack. She managed to finish her chores for the day, but she wanted to do something else: even if it was more work. She liked to keep herself busy and do something productive rather than sitting around and daydream. She glanced over to the small kitchen as Leo was wiping a table with a rag and making sure it  was spotless.

[The Chase.] The sounds of metal clanging against the concrete ground reverberated throughout the crowded street. Men in armor and weapons in hand were obviously on the prowl again. Teeth clenched and angry expressions crossed over their hideous faces as they were chasing the most notorious criminal in Teratiz. Their attempts at trying to gain up to the thief was fruitless, however, as said criminal was creating a larger distance between herself and the angry mob of soldiers. This was all fun and games for the young girl though. It put a smirk on her face to see King Suzaku's men so upset. As the youth turned a corner, the men caught a slig