gunsforhire | LOG: Dead End

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LOG: Dead End

Who: Abigail (Original), any and all
What: Fleeing from a variety of small crimes.
Where: Market District, Street Markets Day Two
When: 5/20, Morning and Afternoon
Warnings: None?

There are times where no matter how hard she tries, things just don't go her way. She'd thought the open air markets had been a good place a few days ago. She'd lifted money from some people, had food with others, and so despite her normal reservations, she opted to repeat the trip.

First rule of thieving: don't hit the same place twice in a short period of time.

Abby should have remembered that. Today she hasn't. Today is one epic failure after another, and if not for the fact that she needs to eat tonight, she'd probably give up, throw in the towel, and slink back to her safe spot.

Instead she's rushing through the crowd, trying not to get caught by the man searching for her, much less relinquish her pathetic take for the day.

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Roxy runs, keeping a loose grip on Abby's arm so they don't get separated. She's looking to the buildings, moving away from the crowded center. It should be...THERE. That's the building she's looking for. She tugs Abby towards it and right into a narrow alley. She glances back. The man is still trying to get through the last of the crowd.

Plenty of time.

"One sec," she said, finally letting go as she sprints down to the fire escape. Then runs right at the wall, before kicking off the side to the other wall, then back again, snatching the bottom of the ladder, weight and momentum pulling it down to the ground.

Abby may have found a ninja.

"One, WOW," Abby laughs, shaking her head for a moment.

Then she takes a moment to cross her arms over her chest. "Two? I can't fucking do that genius girl."

"Two secs," she said and swung back and forward again, kicking the bottom of the first flight to force the ladder the rest of the way down. She let go, flipping around to land on her feet on the ground as the ladder came in easy reach.

She bowed and made a motion to the ladder. "Hurry six flights and then stop, and be very quiet," she added. Generally people didn't look UP for tiny things, and it was high enough to not be in easy sight range

"You're fucking amazing," Abby laughs, running past Roxy and up the ladder, up and up and up until she's as high as she's been told, and then she goes very still, very quiet.

This girl is SO COOL.

Meanwhile, just as she starts to settle down, the person after her comes into the alley.

"You see a girl around here?"

As soon as Abby is up the ladder, Roxy pushes up to set it back in position. No reason to make it noticeable. Then she pulled out her phone, opening up her thread to Omega. Might as well have an act AND send Omega his daily cat pic. She started slowly moving down the alley to seem like she's distracted with what she's doing.

"Huh?" She said, looking up at the man. She looked around the alley. "No? Well, I guess I'm a girl?" She shrugged at him.

God she's amazing.

"Like you. Pinkish-purple helmet, beat up piece of shit. Leather coat. She stole something from me," the man protests to Roxy.

"Dunno man, I was just spamming someone cat pics," she said. "Wanna see some? They're pretty hilarious!"

Wow she's so cool. Abby watches from above, grinning. This is awesome.

"I... uh..." The man seems off-put by this. "Yeah. Okay. I..."

He just backs off and walks away.

"You're missing out!" She calls after him as he walks away. She waits to be sure he's not coming back, hits send on the picture to Omega, and pocketed her phone. She looked up and gave Abby a thumbs up.

Abby giggles as she starts back down the fire escape and pushes the ladder down. Soon enough she's down on the ground, leaning against the ladder.

"Okay, that shit you did? So cool!"

"Parkour is your best friend when you run from shit on a regular basis," Roxy said with a sage nod and a wide grin. Then she looked Abby up and down. "You okay? You didn't get hurt, right?"

"Not this time," she laughs. "Dude, if I could I'd ask you to teach me that shit. I..."

This girl saved her, and she feels like she owes her for that. Abby hesitates and then takes off the necklace she's wearing, the one she got from the guy she conned, and offers it to Roxy. It's mostly pink and the girl seems to like the color.

"Here. As thanks."

Roxy stared at the necklace in confusion, like she didn't understand for a good few moments. Then slowly, understanding dawns on her face.

And it's...uncomfortable. She doesn't help people for rewards. Especially when it's obvious she's struggling. So Roxy reaches over, and pushes the necklace towards Abby. "Keep it. Iiiif you want to thank me, then you could keep me company to lunch. My treat," she said. "Always sucks to eat alone."

She was too thin. Too thin and that was sad and dangerous and she had to FIX it.

Wow. She's not like other kids. Abby puts the necklace back on. "You know I can't let you buy me food when you saved me. Right?"

It doesn't make sense but... Wow, Roxy is awesome.

"I'm... I'm Abby."

The first time she has given her name so easily in, like, a year. "People keep buying me lunch after I..."

Oh hell no, she can't say she stole.

"Don't see why not," Roxy said with a shrug. She really couldn't. She was offering and that was fine, right?

"I'm Roxy Lalonde," she said. "Nice to meet you."

Oh. Maybe it was a guilt thing. Stealing WAS supposed to be bad, but all things considered, she was pretty sure Abby couldn't help it. She's quiet a few moments and shrugs, her voice a bit wry.

"Well, I was tryin' to be tactful, but I'm more offerin' 'cause I spent a lot of years in a place where there was barely any food for anyone. Used to steal all the time in the hopes there'd be one less dead the next day. So....kind of a habit to offer peeps food when I'm able."

"You... did?" Abby asks. Someone who might be her age (and at the very least her size), who has been through this and wants to get her food?

Tops in Abby's book.

She reaches out and links her arm with Roxy's. "I solemnly swear I will not take a thing from you, Miss Roxy Lalonde. Show me this apparent generosity of yours."

She nodded. "Really the weight you're seeing is months of work from my BFF fussing at me 'bout portion sizes once I was out of there," she said. Which she was managing to keep on now that she was living with someone. It was easier to justify eating so much food at once.

Roxy snickered. "I would hope not. Would be kinda rude at this point," she said, not minding the linked arms. She lead Abby out onto the other side of the alley. No reason to risk the man spotting Abby if he was still nearby. "So what do ya feel like eating?"

"Anything," Abby says in excitement. So many good meals lately. Almost makes this like... super season. She might even pick up weight for a few days. "You probably know what it's like to learn to not be picky."

"True nuff," she said and thought for a few moments. "Oh, I got a place! Mexican place, these huge plates of food," she said. Which meant leftovers too, which she was pretty sure was a good idea.

"Mexican?" Abby ask curiously. "That's the stuff that is spicy, right?"

"Known for it, but its not all spicy. And if your stomache is weak ass and traitorous like mine, you can ask for stuff to be mild," she said. Which was a rather nice way to slowly get used to the array of spices.

"I think I'd like that," Abby grins. Something new. Tell her if she should steal from a place like that. Though restaurants are harder to steal from.

"Then to the Mexican place," she said, leading the way. "So, question, livin' on your own?"

Since most people ask her that, it seemed important. Especially when thinking of solutions.

"Yes," Abby answers, frowning. "You don't trust others on the streets, unless you've got a group."

She sighed. "Please tell me its desperation and not people being dicks. The level of dickery I've found around this place is depressing, I had been convinced adversity united peeps s'long as someone wasn't 'bout to starve to death." Was it more money things? She was willing to bet it was.

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