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Javan’s heart leaped and his breath caught in his throat. He didn’t move a hair’s breadth while he waited, listening as the man’s footsteps drew nearer and nearer. He wanted to turn his head to look, but fear kept him from it. Now that he was here, he wished that he was away again.
He had caught a brief glimpse of the man. He was of strange appearance, clothed as not many people were clothed about Edoras, and he had a strange look about his face and bearing.
Javan had only seen him briefly and could tell nothing further, except that he was armed. With that knowledge, he stood now, waiting with tense muscles, as the stranger drew slowly and carefully towards them.
And finally the man stopped, not far from where Falco and Javan stood. There was a short silence. Perhaps the man was trying to see them. And then he called out, “Ahoy, there, Master Bunny-Rabbit! You might as well show yourself. I’m not much in the mood for a game of Hide-and-Go-Seek.”
Bunny-rabbit? Javan thought to himself. Ahoy there? That is not how one speaks! Who is this cocky-snop? He looked at Falco, his face lined with confusion. Besides, if you’re not in the mood for hide-and-seek, then don’t play it and leave us alone…I’ll wait for Falco to make the move.
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