Flynn || 002 || a thief in your midst
Who: foundaprincess and somarium!
Where: Somni, Espoir, and just about any populated area, really (please indicate where)
Style: First
Status: Open! But please post in the permissions post first.
[A well-dressed young man in a gray, pinstriped fedora seems to be wandering around the streets of Somarium, minding his own business. He doesn't look like he has anywhere to ( Read more... )
Where: Somni, Espoir, and just about any populated area, really (please indicate where)
Style: First
Status: Open! But please post in the permissions post first.
[A well-dressed young man in a gray, pinstriped fedora seems to be wandering around the streets of Somarium, minding his own business. He doesn't look like he has anywhere to ( Read more... )
[Wrath notices, while peering cautiously out of a back alley, that the city has become quite glitzy, and the humans go about in their fashionable hats and gowns while music that isn't the drum and fife fills the air. The city is pregnant with decadence. Greed would love such idleness. But--feeling less angry, better adjusted, he feels he could grow to like the sensuous horns pouring their music all across the festive street.]
[From the shadowed alley, he spies a young man, who never seems to stay in one place for a long time. Wrath knows and lives with a type like that. A drifter. A thief. He recognizes the kind immediately.]
[He takes the gamble that the presumed thief is not cozy with the police, and when the young man passes by him, he reaches out and clamps his hand on his shoulder, as gently as a man of his size and strength can.]
Care to talk?
Both eyes are open, and their gaze falls on the young man as gently as possible. He is communicating to the other that he means him no harm. In fact, the old man just looks lonely.
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