*it was a quiet morning for Fable, his children were out of the house and he was in the living room, he then heard a small creek upstairs, in his room, so he went up and checked on it*
*when he got up there he saw a girl jump out of the window and run as fast as she could out of that part of town, holding something in her bag*
@morning-snower
[Fable sighs and runs downstairs out the door, going after her]
*she darts into a crowded street, making sure he doesn't see where she's at, before going into a alleyway leading to the end side of the city*
[He keeps an eye on where she going, finding her quickly]
*she quickly runs away when she sees him*
[He chases her into a dead end]
*she pauses, looking around for an escape route*
[There is none she can see]
*she looks at him, shaking slightly*
You stole something. Give it back.
"I didn't."
Then show your bag.
*she froze his feet to the ground and tried to make a run for it*
[Gold vines wrap around her, keeping her in place]
*she tries to freeze the gold vines to get away*
[He gets free of the ice and grabs her arm]
Stop running or I'll make sure there's no sibling to run home to.
*she looks at him with a death glare*
"don't touch my damn sibling you bitch."
Then stop running and empty your bag, Evelyn.
*she glares at him, not moving her bag*
Child.
"I'm not a damn child."
Child to me.
"yea, you're fucking 100.."
Half that-
"50?!?!?! Damn your old-"
Not that old, I'm middle aged
"still old-"
Sure, kid
"I'm not a fucking kid."
How old are you?
"why should ⟟ tell you that?"
I told you my age
"But that public knowledge, ⟟, am just a random person"
As am I
"... ur joking right?"
Am I/
"... have you not seen the fan pages?!?!?"
Uh- excuse me?
"Oh my goodness- the hero doesn't know that he has fan pages?!?"
That's.. strange
"They're fucking everywhere-"
Okay then-
"... so can ⟟ go-"
Not until I get my things back
"... what if ⟟ said ⟟ lost them?"
I've had my eye on you the entire time, you didn't lose things
*she just stood there and sat down, before grabbing a snack from her bag and started to eat it*
Please return what you stole
"... why should ⟟? what are you going to use them for? Are you just going to keep them in that damn box like you have for years now?"
...what box?
"the damn jewel box you keep them in."
Where exactly did you find that?
"A room."
What did that room look like?
"It had a bed and a desk."
Give me those things. Now.
"why should ⟟?"
They belong to my wife.
"where's your wife then?"



















