Theives RP (brookgirl & HunterOfArtemis)

[Actually.A.Herondale]

"I wasn't up all night. I woke up around three in the morning I think, because I heard Phil get up. He wasn't feeling good last night." Nick said.

[Black Velvet]

"Oh! Is he alright?", Rose asked worriedly. She certainly hoped he was; sickness was NOT a good thing on the streets.

Lily continued to travel the streets, looking for more tourists to rob, hopefully geting some cash this time.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

"I hope so. He said his stomach hurt, and he had a headache. It could just be his nerves. Winter is coming. It's gonna get cold out, and we live in a run down building." Nick shrugged.

[Black Velvet]

River sighed, "Well, it's better than where I USED to live. We'll just have to work without him for now." Then she smiled slightly, "You still should have gone back to bed."

[Actually.A.Herondale]

he shrugged. "I couldn't sleep."

[Black Velvet]

River looked at him worriedly, "Are you feeling sick too?" If it was contagious, that meant it was probably pretty bad...

[Actually.A.Herondale]

"No." Nick said. "I feel fine."

[Black Velvet]

River sighed again, relieved. "Well, want to see if we can grab some breakfast?", she asked, "It's still early, but..."
Smiling, she waited for his answer. She wanted to get out of the rundown building where they lived, with it's dust and tattered old furniture; an ugly yellow couch, a table with one side propped up with bricks, and a few chairs without backs; things that the owner hadn't bothered to take, worthless as they were. There were also some mis-matched pictures and heaps of blankets that passed for beds, which they had found at the dump and bought when she had gotten a decent amount of money for stolen items, or pickpocketed a wallet. Still, it was beautiful, a nice place to live with a roof that only dripped in a few places, and where they were safe from the orphanage.

[Actually.A.Herondale]

Nick frowned, and glanced over at Phil, who was still tangled up in his blankets. "I don't think we should both leave. If he wakes up and finds himself alone, he's going to get mad, and if he is sick, he's not going to be very happy."

[Black Velvet]

River nodded, "I know, but do you want to go? Or shall I?", secretly she hoped that she could stay and fix a couple of things in the house. She would try to patch up the holes in the roof with bits of fabric, if she could, and get rid of some of the dust and mold that she knew was usually the cause of sickness, when it wasn't the weather or something they ate. She would also feed Minx, the stray kitten she had saved from the alleys. It was a feral kitten, with the fangs of a cat many generations wild, but she had read somewhere- in a book she had stolen- that even feral cats could be tame if raised from kittens. She had kept it to hunt mice, and it was beginning to do it's job, so soon she wouldn't have to feed it ANYTHING else.