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FOR THE BEST PRICE - open; stolen goods - rhosmari - 11-24-2018
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[glow=#000,1,400]NOT CAUSE I'M BUSY, I JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
[div style="width: 480px; height: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 13px;"]He had been learning a few things over the course of time that he had been looking into these groups that lived around here. One of the main things was the fact that they were so archaic and they believe in a strange hierarchy with ranks and shit that had to be followed or else they could suffer some kind of punishment. Where was the freedom in that? And he had also realized that most of them were medicinally regressive in the fact that they used plants as a means of restoring their members back to some sort of sustainable health. So he envisioned that if he stole some of these items that it would be detrimental to the group as a whole. Perhaps he would even snag a few other things as collateral for his trouble of having to go through all of this. After all stealing was no joke and he made sure to roll and rock himself in some wild garlic as a means of hiding his own scent and boy was the garlic a pungent thing. Eh, it was worth it he supposed as he swooped in from the skies. Dual colored eyes narrowed as he moved along the air before he dove down into the thick foliage, hiding himself among the branches. He clung there, dull claws scrapping the wood as he watched a few Pitt members moving along the perimeter of the border line and he snorted a bit. "Don't be stupid and make this easier for me...." He murmured as he watched them through narrowed eyes but it seemed they were just passing through and once they were gone he lowered himself the tree, bag still tied around his neck.It was a good thing he understood how to be stealthy as his profession demanded it and he slowly eased his way along the border, scoping out the area. The crumbling city he found a laugh considering it looked like a horrible place to actually try to live in. It was just a bunch of run down buildings and he couldn't help but snort a bit. The Rosebloods place was no better though and he supposed he would have to get used to having to tough it out. They all seemed to have an archaic way of living considering the ruins and broken down buildings. Yet he found that the Rosebloods was a bit cooler being underground and all of that. Easily he crept in, checking out the surrounding buildings for anything he could stuff in his sack. His orange and purple eyes flicked over the windows and rooms before he slipped along the edge of one building in particular. Good thing he had stuck to the shadows because just as he turned a corner he had to jolt back as he saw a Pittian standing at the entrance of some place. Perhaps a guard? He didn't know and he didn't care because logic dictated that where there was a guard there were valuables. Time to take another life. He flared out his wings and used a light downstroke to push him up onto the roof, from on high like a dark angel descending he landed on the wolf's back, using his weight to shove him down to the ground and with a harsh jerk of paws he snapped his neck. Of course that hadn't killed him, no, he was still breathing. Just paralyzed but soon it would creep to his heart and lungs but for now all he could do was stare up at his assailant. "Sorry, not sorry. I got things to do, buddy."
Slipping into the home he began to rummage, looking for things to take and boy he had hit a motherload. There were all of these plants that he could see but most importantly there was alcohol. "Fuck yes!" He hissed under his breath as he began to stuff bottles into his bag, shifting slightly as he moved to try and make as little noise as possible. The jars of plants he took next, large containers of marigold, comfrey, deathberries, watermint, yarrow, etc. He was going to take much of everything that he could and when he was done he dragged the bag out with his jaws. Oh, one last thing. He moved to the wall and took out two cans. Shifting himself with ease he spray painted largely on the side of the home a smiley face in orange and purple paint before he went back to the bag, grabbed it in his teeth and took to the skies, leaving the rank smell of garlic in his wake.
-- permission given to steal by [member=2040]ninazu[/member]
Re: FOR THE BEST PRICE - open; stolen goods - Stryker - 11-29-2018
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