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Alastar's eyebrows twitched at the thief's words. Half-pint...now you've crossed the line. He discarded his coat to the side of the alleyway and adjusted his gloves a bit, getting ready for a fight. His hands were balled up into fists.

"It's called saving dimwit, I don't think you seem to understand the concept. I need that money for more than just a spell book and some food, but obviously you've never heard of goals or you wouldn't have become such a lowly purse snatcher." Alastar recalled a young boy they'd caught once trying to steal from his family's wares. He had insisted that they turn the boy into the city guard, but his father sat the boy down and gave him a pastry, asking the little boy what his dreams were.

"Dreams?" The child looked up at the older man with a confused face.

"Yes. Like what you wanted to do or who you wanted to be when you grow up," Alastar's dad replied, with a warm smile.

"Well uh, I guess I wanted to be a wyvern tamer. But then my parents left me. They left me behind and now I can't because I don't have anyone to take care of me or teach me stuff," the boy replied.

"But it's a good dream, isn't it? You shouldn't give up on it just because of the lot you were cast in life. Here." The man handed the boy a small handful of coins. "A kid like you should be able to get yourself an apprenticeship somewhere. Even if it isn't taming those wyverns, you can wait until you have enough money so you can. And when you do, promise me that you'll be the best wyvern tamer that there ever was."

"Doesn't matter if you're a thief," Alastar grumbled, "Everyone's got something they want in life. My ol' pop taught me that. I do, and you're no different. And you're also going to give me back my hard-earned gold so I can make that something happen and you can get your stupid act together and find out yours." At the last word, he dashed towards the thief, ready to throw some punches and not caring how it would look if someone spotted him punching a girl.

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Serene jumped back, trying to avoid the other's fists. She definitely didn't expect him to change his attitude so fast. "Whoa! looks like I hit a nerve somewhere-" she muttered, holding her hands up as she backed away. "Look- I don't make any money besides what I can steal- I don't get many job opportunities looking like me- 'sides, I spend it all on important things-" she murmured, before pylling her dagger back out. "-And I do, have a goal, thank-you-very-much-" she huffed.

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Eyeing the dagger, Alastar's green eyes suddenly grew cold as they narrowed slightly. Was this really how she was going to play it? His fists unfurled and he kept his right hand in front at a ready position while his left hand dropped, the tips of his fingers rested barely inside one of his pockets.

"Hm? I'd like to hear it. Is it buying yourself something nice, not caring if the money you just stole robbed weeks of someone's life, or that they might not have the money to eat anymore?" His legs were bent slightly, ready to dodge or pounce at a moment's notice. His eyes were calculating, sizing up his opponent and running possible scenarios through his mind. It was a tactician's job and specialty to know everything about their foe at a glance, and Alastar was no exception. Thoughts and ideas ran through his head as he took in everything from her clothes, eyepatch, poor depth perception and peripheral vision, light clothing, high mobility sacrificing defense, to her personality, cocky, probably underestimates opponents, scars are probably from a tragic past, likely from abuse or being caught as a thief, and used it to devise his battle tactics.

(Time for me to go to sleep :S )

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"Mmm, that's pretty rude of you, to assume i'd take from people who'd actually need that money. It also takes a lot of time and effort to rob someone, too-" she sighed, twirling her dagger. "-and how would you know if i bought myself anything nice? Like I said, I'm using the money for important stuff." She added, watching the man in front of her. She would've handed him the bag of fake-coins, if the cloth wasn't the wrong color, and material. "Look- we could possibly strike a deal- you get half of your money-back, and I'll even let you have a kiss- or just let'cha keeo your fingers-" she said, trying to stall for time.
(Nighty night!)

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Beau still seemed dazed; that hit must have been harder than I thought. I began to guide him slowly back to the market place, hoping we could find some medical help. "Once we get you patched up you can yell at me all you want. Hopefully you didn't get a concussion. That might keep you down for a while." As we walked I heard more yelling up ahead. A man seemed to be very upset about something. We rounded a corner and I spotted the owner of the voice. A short man was talking very angrily to the thief woman. I couldn't help but feel exasperated. I had just helped her out of trouble, and she was already back in it. The man stared at her with such cunning, that I knew he must be a Tactician. That and the cloak tossed roughly aside. I considered simply moving on. It would be far less trouble, and I wouldn't have to worry about it again. No. I had helped her once, I might as well do it again. I only risked getting beaten to death by the man.

I help Beau over to the wall, making sure he wouldn't fall over. I moved stealthily along until I was behind the short man. How am I going to do this. I don't want to get in a fight, so I'll have to do some fast talking. He isn't expecting me, so he may be a bit confused at first, but he'll get over that quick. Hopefully she'll have the good sense to get going when I do this. moving quickly, I stepped around the man and into his path. "Excuse me sir, but why is it you are hassling this young woman? She seems to have it harder than you, so why are you being so rude to her. Could you be compensating for something? Perhaps you have some deep emotional scaring from your childhood. Or maybe you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Still no excuse for rudeness, but it is more easily forgiven in that case." I was fairly certain that I was going to get a thorough beating, possibly even a dungeon for aiding a thief, but if the woman got away it would be worth it. I didn't even know why I cared about her. She was just some petty thief after all. But something in my mind had told me to help her; and if you couldn't trust yourself, who could you trust?

(Sorry for moving your character without permission Nyan :( I saw that you were going to be offline for a few days and I wanted to make sure our characters didn't get to far behind.)

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Alalstar gave a low sigh. "Well I suppose half is-" better than nothing, he was about to say, and it would have been about how much would be left anyways after buying food, but he was interrupted by a new stranger.

"Excuse me sir, but why is it you are hassling this young woman? She seems to have it harder than you, so why are you being so rude to her. Could you be compensating for something? Perhaps you have some deep emotional scaring from your childhood. Or maybe you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed today. Still no excuse for rudeness, but it is more easily forgiven in that case." The voice came from above and behind Alastar, who turned and found himself facing a dark mage that was nearly a head taller than him.

"Rude? Bite me," he snapped. Rude was a trivial term to him. All he wanted was his money back, was that too much to ask? Unlike her, he had earned that money, and he had no intention of losing all of his money that was on hand and having to make the trip back to his gold stash in this Naga-forsaken heat. His head swiveled back and forth from thief to mage, unsure if either of them were going to make a move.

"I'm just trying to get back what's rightfully mine. You have no business here, so leave." That's right, shoo. Go bother someone else with your social justice.

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Serene grinned widely as she noticed the other. "Oh look! You'very come to my rescue once again, brave Mage!" She called out, clasping her hands together. "Ooh, you've got quite the temper, though I guess I should'be expected it." She murmured, glancing at the short, angry man. She might'be just ran, if not for the fact she'd probably end up running into another problem. "Seriously though, please don't get your knickers in a twist."

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Well that didn't work as well as I hoped. He didn't seem confused in the slightest. His temper is as short as he is though. I walked around the man to stand between him and the woman. "Ahh, but what kind of man would I be if I just left her here with you? No, I'm sorry, but I won't be leaving." I clutched my tome behind my back, wondering if I should use it. Ideally, all three of us would leave this confrontation unscathed, but ideal isn't always reality. The woman seemed to have no intention of running, so stalling was out of the question. Sadly, I seemed to have ruin a deal she had been making with the man. I all else failed I could bring that back into play. "Currently sir, you have a few options. You could leave now, and go home with a lighter purse and intact dignity. We could fight, in which case you would most likely win, and the lady would make her escape. Or, even though it is a small chance, I could win the fight and you would look even more the fool. In all cases you lose the coin." I tapped the side of my head lightly. "I would use your brain rather than your anger friend."

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"Tsk tsk, not often that a tactician loses at his own game. Lady Luck seems to be playing cruel with me today," Alastar said in a mock tone. He bent to pick up his coat, brushing it off and putting a hand on his hip for a brief moment before pointing to the thief girl.

"You've won the war but not the battle. Next time we meet I'm expecting to see that coin purse back. It's from my home town and I guess you could call me the sentimental type. And if you try to steal from me again," his tone grew slightly darker, "You won't be leaving me with both kidneys intact, I can tell you that." With that, he slung his coat over his shoulder and walked out. As he left the shade, the sun began to beat down on him again, threatening sunburn, but he didn't mind it as much this time. His cool facade had mainly been a cover so he could get back to his main gold stash and finally restock his spell books so that he could give the thief a few burns of his own.

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Serene rolled her eyes. "Yeah yeah, whatever little man- i'll leave your precious purse out near the town center this evening-" she called out, before muttering quietly. "Too bad i'be only got the one kidney. A shame." She turned to her rescuer. "Well well, looks like I owe you. Guess you'll be expecting some kinda prize, yeah?" She asked, putting her dagger away once again.

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I smiled at her, rubbing the back of my head. "No actually. I just wanted to help you out of your predicament." I have a comical bow. "The thought that I helped make your purse a bit heavier is prize enough. My name is Vanisster." I noticed for the first time, the scars covering her face. They ran across her face in all directions, looking as if she lost a fight with a bear. She is still beautiful though. The scars almost seem to eventuate her beauty. by this point I had completely forgotten about Beau. I gave a slight tip of my skull hat to her. "Anyway, enjoy the rest of your day. I'll be around the city for a while so perhaps our paths will cross again." And I sincerely hope that they will. I would like to get to know this scared beauty a bit better, when we are not running from a crime scene of course. I walked down the alley towards the market place. Hopefully I won't run into that Tactician again. Sure he would not hesitate to beat me down.

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"Huh, well that's very kind of you, Vanisster." ' and very foolish, who turns up a chance to have someone indebted to you?' she smiled, before watching the other leave. "Gee, what a sucker. If only all man were so kind as to help a poor thief." She murmured, before finally running off. "Finally I can freakin' eat something!" She shouted in joy.

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Jager : // has been watching the thief and her lil show from afar and grins slowly clapping and saids to self//what fun today has been

((XD I'm 7 days late but at least I did come ,sorry for the late-ness )

Title: ( ; w; children )

((Jager : awww and i just got here , tsk tsk tsk you children xant leave me ....at least not yet ))

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