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Re: A Thief's Oasis (Hafnium) GMed by Takimaru
"Alright, if you insist, though I'll at least be sure to bring you a nice trea--uwaaagh!" said Nadim before being dragged off by the scruff of his collar, courtesy of an angry Yasmin. The two were out the door only seconds later, with some minor bickering being heard between them as they steadily made distance from the others, heading towards the north.
"Yeah, we've definitely got to keep you fed. Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat. Wouldn't want you to go hungry again, considering the way you devoured that food the other day," commented the blonde one, winking.
"If... if you want to call it that," cracked Ilias, who inexplicably hunched over while sitting on the mattress, though if past experiences were any indicator, he was likely hiding another growing erection, with fresh flashbacks of Xara taking the deoricot fruit's smooth, slightly curved length deep into her mouth, as well as its gooey white juices splattering upon her face. "Uuuuhhh..."
He was met with a somewhat appalled look from Safiya, who then turned her attention back to the bunnygirl, as if to say 'let's just ignore him'. "I mean, wow, I don't think I had ever seen anyone gulp down a waterskin's contents that fast, at least not in the way you did!" The tanned beauty firmly patted Xara on the butt, her hand incidentally colliding with the ends of the shorter girl's meteor hammer. "Oh, speaking of which, that's a pretty interesting weapon you've got--I can't say I've ever seen anything like it in Deun! Well, at least not in Jadiram, but then again, I've also lived here my entire life. So, wait... where are you from, anyway? I know you're definitely not from around here."
When Xara mentioned the captain, Safiya's look grew more serious, and she almost interrupted the girl mid-story, only barely managing to hide her distaste for the man towards the end. "Hashid. That guy is captain of the asshole guards for a reason. Pompous, arrogant prick! Ugh! He's the worst tool of them all, and the reason why that damn--..." The young woman was almost sidetracked with her angry episode, having to take several deep breaths before finally calming down.
"Nevermind. Anyway, it's pretty amazing that you were able to get away from him, especially while starving and thirsty like that! And sure--most of us tend to wear cloaks when we go out, depending on what kind of operation it is. So I should have a spare one here somewhere... Here you go." Digging through a shabby makeshift wardrobe not far from her bed, Safiya found a worn, somewhat tattered black cloak and tossed it to Xara. It was torn and had seen much better days, but could be salvaged to make some kind of headwrap and thus conceal the top part of her body, as well as her face if she so chose.
After the girls were all ready, they left Ilias to his own devices back at the hideout, and the bunnygirl wound up following the other girl through a series of twists and turns, not terribly unlike the way she had the first time around. They soon found themselves in a relatively narrow alleyway, just off the main street. Just around the corner and several shoplengths down from them was a water merchant's stand, which had several pots of water in stock, of various sizes. Safiya pulled the hood of her cloak over her head--a fashion that many passerbys had subscribed to, as it was a frequent thing in the desert. Discreetly, she directed Xara's gaze to the store with her own, making minimal motions beyond that.
The shopkeeper was a portly, dark-skinned man with a full beard, headwrap, and layers of fancy, colorful clothes, also bearing a lightly jeweled waterskin. Next to him was a large, burly guard, with steel bracers upon his wrists. The hulking, shirtless sentry was quite intimidating in his own right, standing tall and proud with his arms folded in front of him, almost looking to be completely hairless. "So the first lesson in being a good thief is well, finding the right place... and the right sucker," Safiya whispered. "This part of the road, at this time of day, has the least amount of city guards patrolling it. And that guy, out of all the water merchants in this area, is the only one with just a single guard. I mean, he's not even armed. So here we've got a decent enough reward, without having to worry about serious danger," she continued.
"Alright, here's the plan. You distract the merchant and his hired thug--get him to look the other way, since he's standing in front of his stock. Just... say things, do tricks, I dunno, anything. Keep their eyes on you. I'll grab one of the pots and try to sneak out while they aren't paying attention. Simple enough, right? If all else fails, I'll make a run for it, but don't take any unnecessity risks if you have to." Xara could figure that Safiya probably meant 'unnecessary', but Ilias wasn't there to correct the somewhat inarticulate thief. "I'll even take the fall, if things go really bad. But this should be a piece of cake," she said reassuringly.
Readying herself, she made the signal for the bunnygirl to approach the water salesman and his thug-for-hire in the hopes of providing a proper diversion.
Xara: HP = 53, PP = 41, EP = 38, Status = Fine
"Yeah, we've definitely got to keep you fed. Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat. Wouldn't want you to go hungry again, considering the way you devoured that food the other day," commented the blonde one, winking.
"If... if you want to call it that," cracked Ilias, who inexplicably hunched over while sitting on the mattress, though if past experiences were any indicator, he was likely hiding another growing erection, with fresh flashbacks of Xara taking the deoricot fruit's smooth, slightly curved length deep into her mouth, as well as its gooey white juices splattering upon her face. "Uuuuhhh..."
He was met with a somewhat appalled look from Safiya, who then turned her attention back to the bunnygirl, as if to say 'let's just ignore him'. "I mean, wow, I don't think I had ever seen anyone gulp down a waterskin's contents that fast, at least not in the way you did!" The tanned beauty firmly patted Xara on the butt, her hand incidentally colliding with the ends of the shorter girl's meteor hammer. "Oh, speaking of which, that's a pretty interesting weapon you've got--I can't say I've ever seen anything like it in Deun! Well, at least not in Jadiram, but then again, I've also lived here my entire life. So, wait... where are you from, anyway? I know you're definitely not from around here."
When Xara mentioned the captain, Safiya's look grew more serious, and she almost interrupted the girl mid-story, only barely managing to hide her distaste for the man towards the end. "Hashid. That guy is captain of the asshole guards for a reason. Pompous, arrogant prick! Ugh! He's the worst tool of them all, and the reason why that damn--..." The young woman was almost sidetracked with her angry episode, having to take several deep breaths before finally calming down.
"Nevermind. Anyway, it's pretty amazing that you were able to get away from him, especially while starving and thirsty like that! And sure--most of us tend to wear cloaks when we go out, depending on what kind of operation it is. So I should have a spare one here somewhere... Here you go." Digging through a shabby makeshift wardrobe not far from her bed, Safiya found a worn, somewhat tattered black cloak and tossed it to Xara. It was torn and had seen much better days, but could be salvaged to make some kind of headwrap and thus conceal the top part of her body, as well as her face if she so chose.
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After the girls were all ready, they left Ilias to his own devices back at the hideout, and the bunnygirl wound up following the other girl through a series of twists and turns, not terribly unlike the way she had the first time around. They soon found themselves in a relatively narrow alleyway, just off the main street. Just around the corner and several shoplengths down from them was a water merchant's stand, which had several pots of water in stock, of various sizes. Safiya pulled the hood of her cloak over her head--a fashion that many passerbys had subscribed to, as it was a frequent thing in the desert. Discreetly, she directed Xara's gaze to the store with her own, making minimal motions beyond that.
The shopkeeper was a portly, dark-skinned man with a full beard, headwrap, and layers of fancy, colorful clothes, also bearing a lightly jeweled waterskin. Next to him was a large, burly guard, with steel bracers upon his wrists. The hulking, shirtless sentry was quite intimidating in his own right, standing tall and proud with his arms folded in front of him, almost looking to be completely hairless. "So the first lesson in being a good thief is well, finding the right place... and the right sucker," Safiya whispered. "This part of the road, at this time of day, has the least amount of city guards patrolling it. And that guy, out of all the water merchants in this area, is the only one with just a single guard. I mean, he's not even armed. So here we've got a decent enough reward, without having to worry about serious danger," she continued.
"Alright, here's the plan. You distract the merchant and his hired thug--get him to look the other way, since he's standing in front of his stock. Just... say things, do tricks, I dunno, anything. Keep their eyes on you. I'll grab one of the pots and try to sneak out while they aren't paying attention. Simple enough, right? If all else fails, I'll make a run for it, but don't take any unnecessity risks if you have to." Xara could figure that Safiya probably meant 'unnecessary', but Ilias wasn't there to correct the somewhat inarticulate thief. "I'll even take the fall, if things go really bad. But this should be a piece of cake," she said reassuringly.
Readying herself, she made the signal for the bunnygirl to approach the water salesman and his thug-for-hire in the hopes of providing a proper diversion.
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