Uninviting

[womanwhofights]

Characters: Cousland, Yusuf, and whoever wants to join in.
When: Shortly after the cuffs come off.
Where: Marketplace
What: Just two bros enjoying newfound freedom. Cuffs suck. :<
Open or Closed? Open!
Rating/Warnings Pg-13 just in case.

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[yusuf_tazim]

Yusuf, too, had been handcuffed and poisoned. Being cuffed like that was something he certainly hoped would not happen again.

He flexed his wrist and arm over and over, not used to having been tied down as such. The damage to his wrist made it difficult to climb like he normally did. Occasionally, though, he would pick up his pace in running, even sprint for a few brief moments and jump over small obstacles to keep up with his skills. But only briefly. He was still recovering, after all.

He had managed to get clothing from Ezio, but he wanted now warmer clothes. He is, quite frankly, not suited for such cold weather.

[womanwhofights]

What's a matter, Yusuf? Not into the more adventurous side of things?
No seriously though the cuffs sucked Darkspawn tenders. Seconding that it better not happen again.

Cousland paused, cocking her head slightly at the sound of running footfalls.
Strange. Who on earth would have the energy to be sprinting about after having a mystery venom injected in their veins for Maker knows how long? She looked up from her window shopping long enough to squint at the figure that was Yusuf - curious to know what the rush was for.

No readily observable reason could be had at first glance, unfortunately. She'd been half expecting to see some nightmare critter hot on his heels.

[yusuf_tazim]

From his sprint, he slowed down just in front of a store where he spied some thicker, longer coats of sorts. He cupped his face and peeked through the window. Empty of people, like all the other stores, and a little bit of a mess.

But no matter, he was here for clothing and not to wonder what happened to all the people... again. He sauntered about over to the door, testing it first. Of course it had to be a little jammed. He eyed the handle and it was at an angle where he knew the door was actually open, just... immovable. So he did what any good Assassin would do: he kicked it.

[womanwhofights]

Of course, the Warden was looking on with great interest from her chosen storefront, watching the sturdy security door take the abuse with a cocked eyebrow and just the beginnings of a smirk.
Pffft. Amateur. A real pro would throw their full body weight into it.

So what did she do? Why... sidle closer and watch over his shoulder, of course. Dude must really want a coat. "Try striking closer to the edge of the door. More leverage." Just a piece of advice from someone that can break down walls and stuff, nbd bro. \o/