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IMPMON - NO RESERVE - PART 3

[dealwiththedeva]

Third Person Sample: Impmon hopped from roof to roof, easily keeping his balance. He preferred this method to walking. A little Digimon like himself easily could get lost in the shuffle of a big crowd of people. He still didn’t understand much about this strange new place he had found himself in, but all worlds, there were certain rules that they all abided by. One was that people, no matter who they were, needed to eat.

Following his nose, he soon found the marketplace. Perched on a rooftop, he scanned the area, taking in as many details as his eyes could pick out. The hustle and bustle of the place would serve him well. Impmon lived by his own rules and his mind, stealing wasn’t wrong if it could get his belly full of food. A vendor selling fresh bread caught his eye. His tongue ran over the fangs sticking out of his mouth in a hungry fashion.

Jumping from roof to stall, he landed on the canvas with a soft thump. Though it bowed a little in the middle, it didn’t break. Wriggling over, he hung upside down and quickly swiped a piece of bread. Sitting back up on the canvas, he basked in triumph. Hah! That had been too easy. Piece of--
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Hey you!” Aw crap.

“Stop that thief!” And things had been going so well.

“You want it back, wormhead, come an’ get it!” Impmon challenged, sprinting for the rooftops. Well, this was an unexpected development. Things had been too quiet anyway.