N a m e l e s s (Accepting. Semi-lit)

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{okay are you alright with Rigina meeting up with Jay?}

[Kattoria]

{That's absolutely fine c:}

[skeletøn]

{Is anyone open to meet up with one of my charries?}

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

{immah just put my charries into place - i'll meet up with Dove, he just got out of work, right?}

[Kattoria]

{I have Kaya c: In a restaurant, working.}

[skeletøn]

{Sounds good. And yeah, he just got out of work.}
Edit: Actually, I'm leaving soon. Maybe when I get home?

[Sergeant Nuggeht]

{writing now! Edit- i've got to go soon.}

← cassidy →
| ♀ | 17 | loyalty |
__________________

• outside the factory
• talking to no-one
• feeling empathetic
• theiving
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A thick plume of smoke puffs from the large column of precariously stacked concrete, signalling the end of work. Her bones feel stiff when she takes to her feet, but it's not from being in the factory. The long line of grumbling, miserable workers flood the streets. This would be the perfect time to receive some newly made cash. Winding her way through the crowd, collecting sweat, oil and dust on her grubby clothing, her keen eyes search for a victum. A man, probably in his early twenties, captures her attention. His brown hair is in disorder as he swiftly walks by. With her head down, to not gain any unwanted attention, Cassidy follows the man.

For awhile, she remains five steps behind him. Now, she's ready. In his pocket, a square shape barely juts out, it looks near empty but anything is worth the taking. Increasing her footfalls but also quietening them, Cassidy is close to him. He reeks of the factory, the stench is strong, but it's mixed with something else. With her mind distracted, her foot catches a rouge dent in the pavement and she stumbles. Already in the action of taking his wallet, she grabs it as she falls. The ground is warm with the multitude of people who have walked across it. She clasps the wallet in her dirt-covered fingers and quickly sifts through it. Her ears burn from the number of eyes staring at her, her heartbeat rapidly increases, as with her breathing too. Cassidy closes her eyes and hopes no-one yells out-
“Theif!”

Too late.

[jane lane]

[Can something or other happen to my charries? :3]

[Kattoria]

{Sorry, Fletch :c I'd RP with you, but I'm going to the movies now... Bye guys! Please don't go past 5 pages if you roleplay c: }

[jane lane]

{Sorry, Fletch :c I'd RP with you, but I'm going to the movies now... Bye guys! Please don't go past 5 pages if you roleplay c: }

[Thats OK Kat c: What did you go see? No sweat, we won't :3]