Enter....... something very weird, wth? (Open to all)

[Trev]

'Yeah goody good pure morons, so freaking annoying. So annoying it makes me want to bash thier heads in, you know?' Trevor takes a few moments to strech out his hands then listens to what Sheena had to say and goes back to writing. 'Oh they could, I think that one of the guards had seen me pickpocket someone an hour or two ago, and lost track of me in the crowds and contacted his higher ups. I think theat is why the guards are a little bit more vigilent on thier watch, patrols, and such because there is more on patrol today. I blend in easily but if they know what street im on and surround it then the situation will no doubt become very... tricky.' He finished writing and showed Sheena what he had to say.

[Sheena]

Sheena had been listening to the guards for the last few minutes trying to figure out which direction they where going. Luckily, they where heading back to the local town square, they more than likely figured they would have headed for a more populated area to blend in that or they where giving up on the search. "Not like ones gonna show up. If they were they would have done so already."
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[Trev]

Trevor nods and goes to writing 'Right, you know more about this place from being here longer than me. So uh what to do now just watch the guards walk by or stir the pot to make things... more interesting?' He finishes writing and shows her. He watches the guards for a few moments just staring analyzing thier movements, he tilts his head to left and right streching it out; then he grabs a stone. He starts to aim with it, and closes his left eye, staring with his right further analyzing his target. Then he throws his stone at the guards who are walking away.

[Sheena]

OOC: sorry!!!! work has been crazy and they keep giving me weird hours or making me stay later than i should have.

She reads it the note not really in the mood for any mayhem. Before she could say anything, Trevor had already hurled a rock at one of the guards who had been walking away. There was a clang, a loudly sworn oath, a couple of concerened questions asked to the guard who had been hit, the a loud bellow of "Who the hell threw this rock at me!?!" Followed by more shouts and loud footsteps clanging through the alley way below them. Sheena gave a sigh and shook her head. "What the hell have I gotten myself into and am I gonna end up setting this guy on fire?" she thought silently debating on what to do next.
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[Trev]

(OOC: Don't worry about it i've been a bit busy these last few days with me having my birthday the 23, then having my friends making thier own little party for me and such with me getting sunburned. So yeah don't worry about it.)

Trevor heard the sigh and sighed himself slapping his forehead. He immeadiately takes out another sheet of paper and starts writing very quickly. 'Ach sorry about that sometimes that happens to me quite a bit with things or people I do not really like like the guards, it makes me want to throw things at them you know? It is just something I have not managed to put away ever since I was a kid. With me losing my parents, I could not play. I had to get serious quickly so I would not starve. This is the person I have become today from those past events; a thief, a pickpocket, sometimes a mugger, a joyrider. One these days im going to die from doing you know?'

He sighs once more and puts back the pencil, back to it's pocket. He took off his reflective sports glasses and looked at her with seemingly sad blue eyes. He realized what he had done and quickly put them back on, takes out his pencil and starts to write a bit slower now. 'Im sorry, I just miss those kids days when I had nothing to worry about then that event happens and I have to stop acting like a kid, I have to immediately become an adult and find some way to get money. I had to lock up those kids emotions and wants and they sometimes seep out. Thus this is the person I have become today... kind of sad for me isn't it having to give up childhood so fast to stay alive, that is the will to live for ya, and rapid adaptation it all just mixes and makes you into the person you are.' With another sigh he puts the pencil back into his pocket and shows Sheena. He looks slightly away while showing it.