Jan 21, 2008 11:30
An unsuspecting man walked down the street, whistling to himself. He was dressed in a very fashionable suit, and carried himself like a fellow who knew where he was going.
He passed through a particularly shady place, surrounded by large trees with limbs overhanging the street. A flurry of activity and a couple of shouts later, he found himself sitting on the curb with his hands over his face, counting to a hundred, his pockets lighter and his watch and shiny tie-tack missing.
Jamie felt that he was definitely getting better at this.
[ooc: Establishy only, and the identify of the robber is NFB, but that another robbery took place is fine for broadcast.]
yellow brick road,
jamie macleane