Emptying Pockets

Otaia makes a few people's pockets just a little bit lighter.

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Emptying Pockets

Postby Otaia on August 6th, 2015, 4:33 am

42nd of Summer, 515 AV

The Castle Commons were always filled with bustling people, going here and there. It was easy for one to blend in with the crowds, so Otaia confidently strode through the commons, carefully scanning the crowd for anyone who stood out. The drunken, careless, or distracted ones were always the easiest.

She could hear the cries of Tua Scully over the white noise of footsteps and chatter. A shiver went through her, thoughts of what happened the previous season bubbling up. She subdued these thoughts, but made sure their paths didn't cross, by avoiding the Establishment altogether.

It took a chime or two before she found a worthy victim. It was a fairly drunken man wobbling away from the direction of the Pig's Foot. He seemed a bit scratched up, as if he'd just been in a fight, at the tavern where he just came from.. This meant he'd probably be thinking about the fight. Distracted. The girl gave off a small smile at the prospect of such a lucky find. As she passed by the man, she saw a Coin pouch at his side. Careless. The girl could barely refrain from laughing out loud. "Petching idiot," she muttered under her breath. The man was practically begging for her to steal from him.

The comforting weight of her newly-purchased dagger rested in the kelvic's pocket. She pulled it out of her pocket, concealing it in her sleeve, prepared to slice the coin purse free. She approached him from behind, angling her dagger to cut the purse off. however, as she went to cut it, she pulled on it a bit too much, and heard the man exclaim, "Wha-- wha ye doin'?"

As he turned around, Otaia quickly cut off the pouch, gripping it in her fist. The man threw a lopsided punch, which didn't even make contact with the girl. She immediately began to dart into a nearby alley with the money in hand. The man stumbled after her, but was too drunk to catch up.

Right, right, left. otaia wound through Sunberth's maze of streets, until she was sure the man had lost her. It wasn't until then that the dagger went back in her pocket. She reminded herself that she'd have to get a sheath or something to keep it in. As she leaned against the wall of an empty alley, the girl finally caught her breath. She fiddled with the drawstring from a while, before finally opening it. In it were six gold mizas, four silvers, and eight coppers. Otaia grinned, surprised at how much she gained.
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Postby Otaia on August 24th, 2015, 10:10 am

Otaia only had a moment to revel in her capture, before the sound of pants and erratic footsteps echoed through the alley. The kelvic quickly whipped around, to see the man she'd just stolen from, standing at the mouth of the alley.

"How the petch did you keep up?!" the girl exclaimed, quickly dodging the man, who lunged at her. She shoved her coins into the pouch, carelessly stuffing it into her pocket. Just as he was preparing to lunge after her again, Otaia caught the edge of his chin with her fist. Although it did no damage, he was taken aback for a split second. Otaia didn't hesitate, whipping around and dashing down the alley. Her footsteps echoed, and she dashed through crowds and across streets, not stopping until she reached the Sunset Quarters. The Kelvic quickly dashed into her home, slamming the door behind her. It wasn't until then that she allowed herself to stop and catch her breath, hands on her knees.

She collapsed on her bed, pulling the pouch out of her pocket. Otaia dumped the contents on her bed, the coins clinking as they landed. Somehow in the running, she'd lost one of the gold Mizas, and another silver, the total ending at five gold, three silver, and six copper. Although she was a bit disappointed that there wasn't as much, the kelvic really didn't feel like risking another encounter like this. That was enough stealing for one day.
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Postby Royal on January 14th, 2016, 10:14 am

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Please update your ledger to account for living expenses for Summer 515AV (45GM of poor conditions, 135GM for common). Once you’ve done this, PM me and I’ll upload your grade.


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