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// Legend of Starbits 
// Story: Legend of the Loch 
// by not the real VAV 
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Iverness seemed to be quiet today. Not much was going on in the small town. A few ponies walked about, chatting or shopping. One particular pony, a young Scottish lad, ate a delicious pastry with his coffee. This lad was Jessie Loch.
The earth bound stallion had a rather calm, moody styled mane with several curls on the edges. 
His green eyes studied the newspaper sharply, searching for a unique header. When they didn’t find one, his lips formed into a frown as he sighed. No such luck. 
Jessie stood up from his chair and picked up his coffee. 
“How’s the hunt going Loch?” a cashier of the bakery asked. 
Jessie huffed and responded, “Not well. I haven’t found one report or sighting for weeks. Doesn’t anyone believe anymore?” The thought made Jessie feel desolate, like he’d been kicked in the chest. Believing was his life. And he needed people to believe in it as well. 
“Sorry Loch. I don’t think they do. Anyone say they’d take you out on the lake?” Java Bean asked.
Jessie Loch shrugged. “I heard someone say something about it down at the docks. Ever heard of a fellow named Whirlpool Sturgeon?” He asked. Knowing who he’d be sailing with was always good. 
The cashier tapped his chin. “Hmm…sounds awfully familiar. Ah…ah…yes! Yeah, I’ve heard of him,” Jessie cocked his head, wanting to know more. “He’s a famous fishermen from some southern country. Caught a lot of fish. Some big, some small. But all of them…they’re killers.” 
“Killers?” Jessie asked, startled. 
“Yeah, lake killers, stream murderers, river monsters. You catch my float?” Java asked. 
“I’m pretty sure the saying is ‘you catch my drift’ but yeah, I get you.” 
“Good,” the brown stallion looked at the clock. “When do most of the boats leave the dock?”
“Ten, why?” 
“It’s 9: 46.” 
Jessie jumped up and ran up to Java with a few bits. “Here! I gotta go.” And Loch was out the door. 
“Good luck!” Java Bean called out to the orange pony.