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[bittybat]

Who: Damian Wayne + You
Where: Leith; Westerely
When: 1 year ago
Summary: ten year old beats man with pool noodle to save cat; the nine to homeless: go home
Restrictions/Warnings: cw idiocy

The Bazaar

[There's a scuffle kicking up dust near the back corner of the market. Women are shrieking in surprise, and quite a few people are whooping or jeering, but everyone is starting to gather in little groups to watch.

A chase takes them several yards through the mass, dodging bodies and stalls while people fumble out of the wall. Damian sidles up a vendor's trellis to the top of the cart, pausing only to get eyes on the fleeing menace with white kitten wrapped in the low hanging collar of the shirt.] Let the feline go!

[A pretty penny for a thoroughbred white cat belonging to a rich merchant. Damian leaps down and takes off, but on his way, he grabs a silicone tube from a tall crate (despite the, "Hey!") and ducks around some nearby stalls to cut the thief off. You're one of the first in his path.] Move! [But he takes more time going around you, and, knowing he'll miss the window of opportunity, takes a low swing with the silicone to trip the thief darting around the stall with the cat.

Unfortunately, he has to take the time to step on the man's back to bar escape, and that means the little white kitten is getting away...]

Prisoner Intake (3 mo. ago)

[Sorry, fellow Reclamation Agents, but this is your new charge: a whole seventy pounds of hooded scowl.] I don't need an escort for an escort. [And he's not sure why the RAC doesn't trust him to do a Level 2 job when he's Level 2!!] I can do this myself.

You'll just get in the way.

Undercity Tunnels

[Surely, little boys shouldn't be wandering around Westerely all alone, not dressed in slightly finer, meticulous garb such as this. You pursue him at a distance, not necessarily for confrontation, but for curiosity. A boy, in Westerely, alone, heading into the tunnels that burrow beneath the city with a package under an arm.

Surprisingly, he doesn't seem to be in any hurry. Takes his time. Walks slow without talking to anyone else as he passes, and they all pay him not much mind. He speeds up suddenly, though doesn't run, and dodges into a few alcoves, and you lose him--only to spot the heels of his feet go around a corner nearby.

When you get to the edge to check, the boy attacks you, package still in hand. He doesn't need either of them to fight, and you get a flurry of low, leg-aimed kicks to knock you off balance.] Why are you following me?

Who are you?

Comments

[deceptions]

[ Well, if Damian has contingency plans, who's to argue? Koon'll send him off with a wave and everything, though he'll continue to hang around the area, because —

When Damian comes back, a grin slowly stretches on his face. ] Uh-huh.

[ So much for not needing a partner, huh Damian? He'll follow along though, because technically he's supposed to be watching out for the kid; but it doesn't mean he won't jab at the kid now that he has the chance to. ] I don't know why you expected to leave in the first place.