Common Interests (Graded)
Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2017 10:28 pm
Ymiden 24 708,
MidTrial
MidTrial
Location: The Commercial Circle
The weather had been remarkable granted Ymiden proved to be warmer when it usually first started, the fair generosity of sunshine mixed with only some clouds made it a perfect day. Why would it be so perfect? Because on such occasions with favorable weather, there came out favorable resources to fish from naturally. But the kind of 'fishing' Toan liked to do didn't involve lures and rods, least not in the manner that fisherman themselves tended to use. No Toan preferred a different style of fishing honestly, where pockets proved more profitable than any body of water. Within the streets of the Commercial Circle he prowled casually along, he looked at all the people that passed by blatantly with somewhat narrowed eyes. Knowing that some would probably scrutinize his behavior, he didn't care that they would take notice of his hard long stares. Probably because he didn't like anybody here, nobody in particular really made an effort in changing that. People often remarked upon his 'attitude' problem too, that didn't change the fact he liked none of them.
Nobody understood where it all stemmed from, where the root of the cause truly was. Yet as much as he wanted Aserilin to croak and die, part of him felt conflicted about what he would do afterwards. He didn't want the man dead in all honesty, just gone and out of his life so the abuse would end. Whenever, not if, Toan seemed to say or do something he didn't like, Aserilin made sure he was well aware of that with an episode of well mixed blows and words. It had been the main reason why Toan hated the bastard almost ungodly so, and why the boy worked so hard to live out on his own. If he could manage to stake a claim for himself, while out among the streets, then he wouldn't have to rely on the benediction of his 'father' to survive. The young thief finally lowered his eyes, his fingers mindfully pressed at the surface of underneath his right eye. The swelling had gone down the other day thankfully, therefore the bruising should've started to fade away by now. Out here on his own he probably looked filthy and scruffy, since he didn't really have any other clothes to change out of. Those that were waited back at home, and Toan would've rather been a dirty mongrel; than face another beating out of Aserilin yet again.
As he passed by one of the stalls that had been set up in the street, he eyed the food that happened to be put on display. Much of it had been fruits and vegetables grown locally, with some exotics from other towns available for purchase as well. He'd stopped in his tracks now that his attention had been caught by the fruit, his stomach mindful to point out he had yet to eat earlier today. "Go on, get!" A voice boomed from before him as a large and heavy man shooed him away, Toan quickly darted off for an alley nearby as he went to hide for some Bits and wait the peddler out. The man seemed to think he had been gone and wasn't going to return thankfully, as the thief hid at the corner of the alley watchful and determined. He would get himself something to eat, of that he was undoubtedly sure of of course. He just had to wait for the right time to make a move and run for it.
He watched a couple Bits more, expecting the Peddler to be distracted sooner or later.