Mirror Plot

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Nottingham is full of life as the Fair happens around Atton though its a darker Fair than the last one he attended.

Everyone looks even more haggard and tired with more guards waiting and watching for any chance to use their power.

Those who have the coin to buy things, walk confidently through everything for they know that they will be protected.

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In an abandoned alleyway, there's a brief plume of purple flame, before it subsides into smoke and Atton wanders out, coughing and peering around.


This isn't Arcadia.

(Well, it might be Arcadia. The time period is about right. But it isn't, because Atton recognises this city as one from Earth.)

Atton's rather wondering how he got to Nottingham, and where Will is.

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Some ragged children move around him and then away quickly, he looks dangerous.

The cries of the market sellers are loud and all blend together with every few moments the cry of someone the guards don't like being hit.

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Okay, Atton's fairly sure that the guards weren't regularly beating people last time he was at Nottingham.

He peers down at his hand, briefly. His gauntlet is on it, all rough metal and bone and leather, with sharp, claw-like tips. Hopefully it won't stand out too much, but he keeps his coat mostly over it anyway as he heads towards the centre of the market.

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Everything looks rougher as he moves more into the center of the city and people edge away from him.

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"Hey there," Atton grins at somebody as they pass, reaching over to tug them close, affecting Will's accent. "I 'aven't been to Nottingham for a while. Can ye give me some news on what's been 'appenin' here?"

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The young man who he grabs starts to shy away from him but stays still before saying quickly,

"Naught to really know, sir, just that the Sheriff is a powerful man."

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"But, y'know, s'not that bad, right?" Atton slips out of the accent, for the moment. "I mean, there must be some relief from all the crazy bad stuff that happens."

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He looks around for a moment and shakes his head quickly.

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"I'd heard of somebody called Robin Hood around here. Was that just a rumour?"

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"'e's just 'nother outlaw, though ne'er 'eard 'im called quite that 'fore."

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"Just another outlaw," Atton pauses, thinking. "Well, okay, I must've just got confused. You have yourself a sparkling day of joy and wonder."

Atton heads away, peering around the market for Will.

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There's no red hair immediately obvious as Atton moves through the market just the bustle of the Fair.

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Atton wonders, for a moment, if Will's even on this world. He may have got to Arcadia alright.

He pauses, rummaging in his bag to get out the key. It's still glowing, a tiny bit, but nowhere near as much as it was before he used it.

With a grumble, he looks around. First things first, he should get some money.

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A lot of rich men are in the area since Atton has ended up near the jewelery sellers.

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Atton grins to himself, striding through the market until he crashes into one of the rich men, hard.

"Oh, Lord almighty, I'm so sorry sir! Do you need me to help you? Oh, you've got dust on your fine cloak, sir, I'm so sorry."

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The man sputters and tries to push him off,

"Get off of me, peasant!!"

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"Oh, I'm so sorry, please forgive me," bowing lots, Atton heads away with the man's purse, slipping it under his cloak.

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Finally the man disentangles himself and turns away muttering and cursing.

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Atton heads away fast. Hopefully, by the time the man notices, he'll be long gone.

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That would be a good hope but its not going to happen and soon there's the call of,

"Thief, thief!!"

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Atton takes a sharp turn into a more crowded area. Hopefully he can blend in.

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Sadly he's much taller than many people here and a hand drops onto his shoulder,

"Ye were told to stop."

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Atton doesn't reply, he just hits backwards with the gauntlet (it's hard enough that he trusts it'll knock out whoever it hits) and reaches for his sword.

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The man starts to fall when the gauntlet hits him but another two guards appear around Atton drawing their swords.

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Atton flings out one hand to push them away with the Force, and is a little surprised when nothing happens.

A side effect of whatever went wrong with the key, he figures. Hopefully a temporary one, but he doesn't have time to worry about that.

He draws his sword, heading for the guards, slashing at them quickly.