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Issue: 789 | 14th day of Swimming, Y19 |
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"Employment" by _torchic__
A young shadow Korbat and darigan Mynci ran through the crowds, tripping and jostling Neopians as they rushed to the Colosseum. After running into a few Neopets and earning some angry shouts, the two friends skidded to a stop as they stared at the monstrous line of people in front of them.
The Mynci whistled. “You’ll never get a ticket with this huge line, Lysander.”
The Korbat, Lysander, groaned. “I should have gotten a ticket to the Colosseum early, like you, Silas.”
“You’d better get in line if you want even a chance of getting a ticket.” Silas chuckled. “I’ll catch ya later, once you’re out of this line.”
Lysander sighed as he watched Silas wander off. He turned to face the enormous line that he was in, which was moving forward at a sluggish pace. Hours crept by, and the sun overhead slowly tipped to the west, indicating to the Neopians below that it was early afternoon. Lysander inwardly rejoiced when it was his turn to walk up to the Gelert lady with puffy red hair.
“Uh, I’d like to get an Altador Cup ticket, for entry into the Col-“
“Sorry dearie,” The Gelert interrupted. “We’re all out of tickets.”
Lysander gaped at her. “How…?” He glanced at the table the Gelert was working at, and sure enough, the once-large stack of tickets had vanished.
The ticket lady sighed wearily. “We’ll be restocked with more tickets in a few hours.”
Lysander turned away from the Gelert lady and stared at the crowd behind him, which was glaring at him for taking so long. A few hours? I’ve already been waiting for that long!
Lysander walked out of the crowd and used his wings to fly over the stone walls of Altador City. As he headed home towards the Docks, his mind raced with ideas on how to get a ticket in some other, faster, way. His thoughts were broken as he spotted his friend below in the lush farmland, running towards the walls of the City.
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