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Futuristic Steampunk Robin hood

"You're the one who put me on my bed." He said, pointing to the couch and 'blanket'. He folded the blanket, and put it on the couch. "Do you want my to finish the boots? Or to sleep? Make up your mind." Deep inside, he didn't want to sleep,... It would mean he'd relive those horrible memories...
 
Falier was sure there was more to Qs reaction but let it go. It wasn't his problem. Standing he held out his hand to help Q up and sent him a small smile."Lets finish the boots but if you want to go back to sleep you can. Ill just come by again later."
 
"It's fine." He said, as he went to the table he passed out at. He went and got a new sheet of paper to write on. "What design do you want your shoe to be?" He asked her, already drawing up schematics for the general ideas.
 
Falier sat down as he answered."Thigh high, and leather of course. The heals can't be more than five inches as I need to be able to run in them. It would be great if you can put a knife sheath inside so I won't have to find somewhere else to put them. Make sure that they don't make to much noise either as that would make it difficult to sneak up on others." He eyed Q warily aware of just how much information he gave him."Got it?"
 
He seemed to take it all in in matter of seconds, drawing the schematics as quickly as possible. "Let's see..." He looked at her. "You need to go shop for these items. He went over to more paper, the wrote down the nesscary items . "Don't come back until you get them
 
"Fine."Falier nodded slightly shocked by Qs 'demanding tone. Standing he took the paper making a mental note to get a bigger blanket and maybe a bed as well and left. Quickly he made it out of the Sherwood and onto the roof top of a nearby building. Standing from the crouch he landed in he began the run to the market not fazed at all by not being able to see what street he was running down. He knew this place like the back of his hand.
 
He stayed, and sat on his couch. It creaked and moaned due to its age. It was around when he was a kid, and so was the blanket. He remembered the warm and sunny days those were... He also knew that those were the only relics from the past he had..."old friend..." He said to the couch. "Soon we will find him... I know it..."
 
His breaths came out in light pants and the light sound of his feet hitting concrete, stone, metal, and glass as he ran has been a friend of his since childhood. Jumping he landed in the middle of the shopping district in a crouch and slipped into the shadows before anyone could catch sight of him. Tugging the hood of his cloak that he had picked up on his way out of sherwood up he took out the list and a quickly memorized it before ripping it up and throwing the pieces to the wind. They wouldn't want anyone to get even a hint of what they were creating. Silet as a mouse he slipped into the crowd and began to shop. Hopefully it wouldn't take to long.
 
Leeron stretches after an extended while, and decides to head down to the research room once again, to finish some work of his own. He stops in a side-room on his way down, changing from the heavy gown into a much more practical, if still flamboyant, work outfit. He arrives in the room, waves offhandedly to Q, and prepares his work....
 

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