<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQ1DnvOXG8yfRJcl9oCLH9JK7uCu0ui5FQU47YO2vGN1qTD4nxY)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jia Li<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Unknown<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Two days before game start<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bodega de Goni<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Onneca de Goni<br/><hr/><br/>A dirty face did indeed peer through the front window.  Most would mistake the demure figure for a young boy that had a little too much time on his hands or a bit too light in the head.  Around her head was wrapped a red scarf crafted of simple cotton.  More than likely she had liberated such a scarf from a trash bin behind this very shop or found one discarded by another of the town.  Jia Li did not care so much from what scraps of cloth came from especially as far as people in this town were concerned.  Most had far too much money anyway to spend on themselves and dally about the dusty streets.  A face foreign and crafted from ancient blood stared through a window pane at the glorious dresses that confirmed her suspicions.  Lace dangled and bright colors called out to her.  Even with her humble origins there was a pang of regret not to wear such a dress.<br/><br/>The lady who designed such things and brought them to life was nice enough.  She was different than the others in town, much more like the lace and silk she sewed together.  Jia Li knew the woman was well off enough as many of the business owners appeared to be, but little else stuck out about the woman aside from her other languages.  Truth be told there wasn’t much else of concern from the perspective of the little mouse that now peered through the window.  Almond eyes peered through the glass to see both women discussing something or the other.  Most likely some kind of business or gossip that she could not hear, but that was not important.  Clothes had to be taken up and Jia Li had a time frame to keep.  Then the scream came and instinct took over.  Once the sound reached her ears, legs already parted so that she slides down below the window.  Then she simply laid back and rolled away so that her body was kept out of sight during the entire motion.<br/><br/>Even when the client emerged to soothe over the incident did Jia Li fail to appear.  Instead the only answer Onneca would receive is the sound of slippers on dirt as the small figure dashed along the side of her store toward the back as commanded.<br/>