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Hazel eyes were focused downwards as he listened to the idle chat of the women who were around him. what a bore. Normally he could find himself entertained by feeling up the legs of one of them or at least persist in taking the party back to his place but the three ladies were yapping at one another. Their chatter was becoming background noise and in that instant they completely lost his attention. If he had wanted conversation than he would have ended up at a friends house instead of listening to women cluck like hens. Every so often they tried to drag him back into the conversation with a quiet jest in his direction but all they would receive was a single word of ‘yup’ a routine smile, and finally a nod before the completely left him in the dust talking amongst themselves.

He wondered if perhaps he could bow out of the conversation without them noticing? It shouldn’t be that hard. The three of them were consumed in their bags and bragging rights that he was hardly noticed. If anything he would catch up with one of them later and attempt what he had originally wanted to do. Until then he was out.

Much like the stealthy magician he was, he backed out of the conversation and nearly made a run for it in the opposite direction. He slowed his pace when he was a good ways away and started around a corner about the time an explosion seemed to shake the ground. Head snapped up looking to where a crowd of people were doing the opposite of things. One group was fleeing, the other screaming in terror but having no idea what was going on, and then there was the ‘heroic’ group that ran towards the disaster to see how they could help. He however was going to be in none of the groups and casually carry on with what he was doing as if nothing were wrong in this scenario. There were people to do it for him and this had absolutely nothing to do with him. Just as he was about to carry on his moseying way, little attention was given when the long haired blond bandit rounded a corner just as he did only to get smacked into… and hard.
It was enough to make him stumble but she on the other hand was knocked backwards. His expression immediately hardened as she made a soft sound landing on her behind. He however didn’t say a word as it was quickly washed away with a different though. As much as he hated getting smacked into, it wasn’t all that bad because she was a rather beautiful vision to look at. About to speak, obviously she being the bandit that caused the earlier explosion. She quickly gathered herself up once some guards came hollering down the street after her. It seemed strange that everything happened so fast and he couldn’t have even said one word to her. The guards paid no mind to him but he at least had to give her a bit of time. He felt… compelled to be nice. What could he say?

As the guards started to run passed him, he slipped his foot out and tripped one of them. The one he tripped went flying into the other next to him which caused them both to lose footing. He raised his hands as if saying he didn’t do anything, backing up with a grin on his face. ”Hey! That’s breaking the law! Stop right there!” So mindless these men were as if they completely forgot about the thief close by. No less the immortal man didn’t obviously listen. ”Sorry fellas, I’ve got some other things in mind.” and simply bowed before darting off grabbing the thief with him.
Getting a few streets over he ducked them in towards an alley, the guards running only a few minutes later. Once the coast was clear his hazel eyes went back to being a little hard. That was a rush. He was feeling it. Breathing a little heavier, he laughed. ”For someone who wants to commit a robbery. You are awfully bad at it. Oh and you are welcome.”

credit to nat of adoxography.

As she spoke he couldn’t help but give her the most egotistical grin he could manage. ”Huh. Is that so? You think they missed a spot?” he turned a little to where he was looking over his shoulder towards his ass. ”I should probably tell them to dull down the shine a little.” She sure had a sour mouth for a lady didn’t she? But he had to admit that it was a little intriguing. You know what they say don’t judge a book by its cover. As she continued on as if making a point of defending herself he was nodding his head. ”Oh yeah, sure. I bet.” He rest his hand under his chin acting as though he was really taking her words into consideration. It was far from it. He didn’t care. At that point in time he had inserted himself because he felt like it… A thankless job really. Wasn’t like he got himself into trouble enough for a day anyways. ”Any time you need rag doll cabby service, look me up.” he winked.[break]

It was weird how she was striking him as familiar though he was pretty sure he had never seen this girl in his life. He would remember that face. ”probably but I am not worried about it. Why would you be?” he asked curiously. ”Besides if you learned how to keep your hands to yourself then you probably wouldn’t have the issue of looking for your next escape.” He crossed his arms over his chest as his fingers tapped his arm a couple of times thinking. A smile flickered on his face just as fast as one wiped upon hers. What could he say she had an contagious smile. ”Maybe. You are lucky it didn’t kill you in the process.” He moved forward and tapped her on the nose before starting off curious to see if she would follow. ” What your name anyways? I mean if I am gonna go down I should at least know the name of the lady who I put my ass on the line for.” He turned walking backwards as he raised his hands in the air a little, a ‘pretty please’ expression on his face.