Apr. 4th, 2011

brosedshield: (tea then larceny)
THE BEGINNING

The sun is sliding beneath the waves by the docks—another day without a job, any job, seriously you'd take anything from wresting sheep to butchering eels, what's it going to take to find a bit of employment around here?—when the man in the wide-brimmed had sidles up to you.

He has shifty, reddened eyes and smells like the burnt out cigarette clasped in his fist. 

"I hear you's lookin' for a job," he rasps. "I kin pay."

He doesn't look like the kind of guy who can pay anyone anything. But if he can...

"Yeah," you say. "Prove it."

The pouch he pulls out of his jacket is flaky leather, but when he loosens the top you see gold, bright shiny gold, so much of it that your mouth waters and your fingers twitch. 

"You in or out?" he asks.

Your throat is a little dry. It's been a hell of a long time since you've had a job, and longer—back in the bad old days, really—since you've seen that much gold laid out for the taking. 

NEXT UP:

You say "I'm in"

OR

You grab the gold and run like hell.

Note: What is this? A twitch, an itch, a work in progress so worky it may never progress. I've been wanting to write some kind of Create/Choose Your Own Adventure-type story ever since I read the short story/parody "Down to the Scum Quarter" by Garth Nix and it feels like it would work ridiculously well on the internet, what with LINKS. 0_0  

Was going to Private Lock it and then decided "Heck, it's a fairly fun fragment, anyway!" And also unbeta'd, so, yeah, sorry.

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