[OPEN] ⧼ If you'd like to be pick-pocketed ⧽

[petitvoleur]

WHO: Shoshanna ⧼petitvoleur⧽ and YOU!
WHAT: She's out doing what she does best: stealing from unsuspecting citizens. You just might be next!
WHERE: She'll be sticking to Highcrest, Whitewood, Lochwell, and Mallow Hallow.
WHEN: April 26th.



She appears as casual as anyone else wandering around the districts today, although it's obvious she's from Highcrest, considering she's wearing a cloak, a long dress with boots, and a leather jerkin. To raise her hood would only attract suspicion, and that is something one doesn't want when one is out with the intention of cutting purses and picking pockets. Occasionally, she might bump into someone, and if this happens, she apologizes very sweetly and earnestly, and sends her unsuspecting victim on their way.

After she raids their pockets with swift hands, of course, and when she continues on her way, more often than not it's with a purse of gold and silver, or a wallet, or whatever trinkets one might be carrying on one's person. It's quite a lucrative trade, if not strictly legal, but it's obvious from the gleam in her eyes that she enjoys it because of, not in spite of, the thrill she gets from doing something risky.

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[reno4prez]

Reno is skulking around Highrest people-watching, which he finds himself doing quite a lot these days, since there really isn't much else for him to do. He tends to stick to the shadows of the narrow alleys around the taverns, lurking back against walls and piles of crates or barrels - all places where he can keep a good view of the street, but most people aren't likely to notice him. He's directionless, for the time being, the cigarette butts piling up around his feet in his little hideaways, but at least he can feel like he's fulfilling some sort of vague mission by keeping an eye on things. He watches people - he notes their faces and their habits, the times they get into scuffles and their relations with the knights who prowl the town - he files away all sorts of details for later use simply out of habit, but hey. Maybe sometime all those tidbits will come in handy.

Normally, he's a passive observer. Today, however, a cloaked figure just happens to bump into someone not ten feet away from where Reno's standing, and his sharp eyes don't miss the slight of hand that leaves the cloaked figure in possession of a shiny new pocket watch. The woman - he can tell she's a woman now, from the glimpse of her figure he gets when she backs up to apologize - most likely presumed that the alleyway was empty, but it was clear as day from his angle what had just happened.

He grins, flicking his cigarette to the ground and sliding off the wall to trail after her, letting her get a ways down the cobblestone street before he closes in behind her.

"Not bad, for a rookie."

Okay, so he doesn't really know if she's new at thieving or not, but he's going to take a wild guess.

[petitvoleur]

[She wheels, hadn't been expecting anyone to speak to her, especially not from behind, and she's immediately irritated that she didn't notice him. How long had he been behind her? She keeps her expression neutral, but doesn't try to play innocent.]

I'm not a rookie.

[Not really, anyway. She's no master thief, but she's shown she at least has an aptitude for her trade, and she makes fewer mistakes by the day. Whomever this red-haired delinquent is, he can mind his own business.

I'm just...gonna leave this here for later.

[yuukaihan]

From his perch on the rooftops, Kurama sees the shadow detach itself from the alley to trail after Emmanuelle, and he's about to launch himself from the roofs in some suitably heroic manner when the light catches that flaming red hair. There's only (one) other person Kurama knows with hair like that, and he doesn't think it's in Reno to actually do his sister any harm, so instead, he simply tails them both from rooftop to rooftop, finding his way with the surefooted ease of someone who's done this many a time.

When Reno finally draws Emmanuelle's attention, Kurama can't help but shake his head - she'd picked up on him, but not on a stranger? Perhaps knowing he's tailing her has made her slightly less aware of her surroundings - a dangerous habit to get into. He can't help the grin that tugs on the corners of his mouth, though - he's interested in seeing how this particular encounter plays out.