LOG: Dead End

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

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.

Comments

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Oh," Roxy said and looked thrown off. "Then...why were you going on about not caring about legal?"

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"I'm a thief," Abby points out. "I'm saying I live a highly illegal life. I have no place, or care, to judge what you do."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"I didn't think you were," Roxy said. She had a feeling this was some cultural thing she was missing. Ugh, she hated that. "Judging, I mean. If I was doing horrible evil shit, yeah, you could judge, but I thought you'd at least confirm it first or something."

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Adaptive is... fucked up. It's really no more complicated than that," Abby answers, returning her attention to the chips. "The rich get richer. The poor die in the streets."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Still. Might be able to change it one day," Roxy murmured, taking a sip of her water. Robin Hood. It was still such a tempting idea.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Abby has to roll her eyes. Because, hell, she gets how impossible that is. She can try all she wants. Abby figures she'll be long dead before she sees anything resembling change.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

She shrugged and ate another chip. "Eh, not the worst hobby," she said, pushing the necklace back towards Abby.

"So, are you too young for a job, or...?

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Seventeen," Abby answers, pushing the necklace back. "Keep it. As thanks. Please."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"I-you really don't owe me anything? And don't you need it?" She asked, looking concerned.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Shut up and take it," Abby answers, blushing a little. "I stole it to sell for food. And now you're giving me food. It's a fair trade."

Why won't Abby just let her do this? It's a trust thing.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

But.

But she'll need food LATER and-

She takes the necklace and puts it on. "On one condition," she said, and pulling out a notebook from her bag, and writing something down. She rips out the page and hands it over. "That's my frequency, phone, and address. If ya ever need help, just remember it's an option. Okay?"

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Fair cop," Abby grins, taking the paper and stuffing it into her pocket. "Thanks, Rox."

Whether she knows it or not, Roxy is now Abby's. Plain and simple. Nicknames make it official.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

There are quite a lot of feelings she's getting right now.

She's sure she's not ready to deal with them, so she'll just be....boxing them up. She helped a person, and that is good, and she doesn't need to have a bunch of feels at her.

"You're welcome," she said.

And well, nicknames are still nice.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"And look... you're helping someone," Abby smiles softly. "I'm not good at trusting people."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Box it away, box it away, already cried on Omega in a park, she needed composure.

"It's....hard to break habits. Hard to not be suspicious, but I'm glad I could help. Everyone should have some peeps they can trust."

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"I haven't had a friend to trust in a while," Abby mumbles as she finishes the last of the chips. This all makes her nervous.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

She may not be ready for this.

No, she's definitely not ready for this.

But if there's one thing she's good at, it's putting on a strong facade. Make the big things appear little, and the pointless things like big deals, and she was in control.

"Well...if there's one thing I am, it's trust worthy. Do shady as fuck things, but I'd rather throw myself off a building with no landin' strategy than betray someone's trust," she said. It was true, at least. That was always true. She didn't stab people in the back, no matter what, and even if she couldn't deal with friendship, she could promise that.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Thanks," Abby whispers, but her smile is wide and genuine, and she does reach across to lay her hand briefly on Roxy's. "At the best least for saving me and then feeding me."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

Roxy smiles, moving her hand to squeeze Abby's reassuringly. "Anytime." She said.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

Yeah, like she's going to let herself rely on someone like that. But hey, it is what it is so she just nods and lets her hand be squeezed. "You got it, Ninja."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

She's fairly sure Abby won't rely on her fully. Gog knows she wouldn't. She hasn't despite all the numerous offers.

But if Abby was willing to reach out for help and needed someone, then that was good enough.

"Man, beating me at the nick game, I'll have to play catch up soon," she said.

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"Game?" Abby asks, frowning. "Thing is, on the streets, you only give your name when you trust someone. Nicknames happen. Like O and Necklace and Hero-Man and Giant."

He mother called her Gail. She likes that name. Doesn't use it.

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Sadly when you have bright pink eyes, ya stand out so hiding your name dun do much," she said with a shrug. "Nicknames do just happen, at least did with my friends. And their family. Not so much with others."

[quicksmiles_nimblefingers]

"You know... helmets help cover that sort of problem easily," Abby points out. "Hides my insane cuteness really easily."

[thevoidsdarkhorse]

"Which is the advantage here. Headgear wasn't as....safe back home," she said with a grimace. It was still hard getting used to always wearing it.