"you want my help?"

[break][break] normally, artie wasn't one for favors. people did things for him — not the other way around. perhaps put it to being humbled recently, or perhaps put it to just a change of whim, but the circhester prince suddenly felt in the mood.

[break][break] now no one could ever say that he was selfish, that he didn't care for the community.

[break][break] "just want me to take some photos? i can do that." he grinned at the other, as the supplies were handed over to him. so what if he didn't know anything about photography? no way that she had to know that.

[break][break] an hour later, artie was sitting on one of the tall cobblestone walls in ever grande city. as the rest of the populace milled about, artie could be seen squinting through a lense and capturing illegal, unsolicited photos of it's civilian population.

[break][break] in the lense, there was two shady-looking men grasping arms and participating in what looked like a dubious deal.

[break][break] ha, funny! they must have been going out for a nice mid-day lunch. snap. this was what that lady had wanted, right? normal civilians doing normal things? maybe?

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POKE PHOTOBOMBING

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