Petty Thievery--OPEN
Feb 2, 2012 22:13:55 GMT -5
Post by zipzoe on Feb 2, 2012 22:13:55 GMT -5
Trevor crossed the roads carefully. It was after dark, but some late workers are still straggling around the Hob. Trevor was headed for the shops and various stalls in the market. He needed to eat and being only 16, he couldn't get a job. He also couldn't go to school. He was thrown out after he was sent to the detention center.
He continued down the street until he reached the alley leading behind the stores. He always started with the trash because hey, dumpster-diving isn't a crime. There was nothing though. It was Disposal day. Everything gone. His next hope were the stalls. Most of the food stalls only had mediocre locks. He started working his magic. Bending his pick this way and that until the lock would rotate.
He finally got it unlocked and was loading his bag with old veggies when he heard footsteps. He spun around to see a shadow approaching and immediately dove behind the stall. Watching. Waiting.
He continued down the street until he reached the alley leading behind the stores. He always started with the trash because hey, dumpster-diving isn't a crime. There was nothing though. It was Disposal day. Everything gone. His next hope were the stalls. Most of the food stalls only had mediocre locks. He started working his magic. Bending his pick this way and that until the lock would rotate.
He finally got it unlocked and was loading his bag with old veggies when he heard footsteps. He spun around to see a shadow approaching and immediately dove behind the stall. Watching. Waiting.
