Her first memory.....
She was hungry, it was a cold gray day that was typical in London. sitting against the wall she watched the marketplace people walk back in forth in their warm clothes and their full bellies... she didn't want to hate them... but why couldn't they see she was cold and hungry?
Maybe if she asked one of them they would give her something to eat, or at least a better coat, not that she would accept the coat. The vague memory of the now thread bare coat being the only thing she had left from her parents... she couldn't even remember them, but she knew that she received the coat from them and she had precious few items from her parents. she stood up and walked over to a group of adults all talking to each other. When she reached the group and pulled on the sleeve of one of the adults, she started to ask if they had any food but was cut short.
*Slap* -Mariana's small form falls backwards onto the cobblestones.-
"Get away from me you little pickpocket, I should report you the Bobbies."
He laughs, his friends laugh. the lump on the side of Mariana's face grows red and bruised...
laying on the ground confusion running around in her head faster then the pain. What did she do wrong? She was asking for food not pickpocketing anyone... Why would she need to pickpocket anyone she was... she.. was.... the thought cut off by her own reality... she was what? She was a little girl lost on the street with nothing....right?
The Attention of the group still on the little girl that one of their number had struck and the fact that the group was still laughing all helped to keep the notice off of another group of younger children led by a taller fat boy that was watching this scene play out. He had been watching Mariana the whole time. Leaning his large bulk against the wall he makes a motion to the alley and as if riot had started a number of children run silently out of various locations in the street and quickly and quite obviously to everyone watching. Mugged the laughing adults.
"Hey! What the?! You little Bugger!" The laughing man turns just as his wallet is swiped and the miniature mugger bolts off down the street. He gives chase as do his now poorer comrades.
As Mariana picks her bruised body off the cobblestone street as the tall fat boy walks over to her. He looks down at her and pushes her head back so that she falls back down into a sitting position. Mariana looks up confused still not understanding why this boy would pick on her too.
"You did good, I could use a runt like you. Here."
He reaches into a backpack and pulls out a fast food bag and drops it on the ground next to her. Mariana's stomach growls and she takes the bag slowly still looking at the tall fat boy, half expecting him to push her again. He just watches her an odd smile on his face then he turns around and walks back to where he was standing to start with, still watching her.
After he walked away Mariana opens up the fast food bag and takes out a burger, she unwraps it and takes a bite slowly chewing.
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So many question unanswered. so many confused memories that don't seem to want to become clear or even play through in order.
// there ya go, not sure if I'm completely happy with it but I'll let it stand as I go forward.
trying to get a few halfway decent past moments in no particular order up.