ThieviusRaccoonus
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Silvano groaned as he pushed himself to his feet, wincing slightly at the soreness in his legs and back. Minor scrapes and bruises stung, but nothing he couldn’t shake off. He dusted the dust and wood shavings from his clothes, his sharp gaze flicking toward the rooftop, where Zifraa had disappeared—her retreat silent, quick, and purposeful. A soft sigh escaped him, though he masked it quickly with a smirk. “Of course,” he muttered under his breath, shaking his head. “Trust her to make a clean exit without looking back.”
The sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention. A few passersby had heard the commotion—murmurs of concern floated in the air. “Hey, you alright there?” a voice called from the crowd, eyes narrowing as they took in his disheveled appearance.
Silvano straightened, brushing himself off with a casual shrug. “I’m fine,” he replied smoothly, a small grin playing on his lips. “Nothing to see here. Just… slipped.” He cast a dismissive glance at the growing circle of onlookers, his tone light and dismissive.
Another voice piped up from the crowd, more insistent. “You sure? That was a pretty loud fall.”
Silvano gave a slow shake of his head, feigning nonchalance. “Really, I’m fine. Just need to get moving. Business to attend to.” His gaze flicked toward a narrow street nearby, a quicker escape route. Without waiting for another question, he turned smoothly, slipping into the shadows of the alley.
The murmurs of concern faded behind him as he disappeared down the street, blending into the night once more.
The sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention. A few passersby had heard the commotion—murmurs of concern floated in the air. “Hey, you alright there?” a voice called from the crowd, eyes narrowing as they took in his disheveled appearance.
Silvano straightened, brushing himself off with a casual shrug. “I’m fine,” he replied smoothly, a small grin playing on his lips. “Nothing to see here. Just… slipped.” He cast a dismissive glance at the growing circle of onlookers, his tone light and dismissive.
Another voice piped up from the crowd, more insistent. “You sure? That was a pretty loud fall.”
Silvano gave a slow shake of his head, feigning nonchalance. “Really, I’m fine. Just need to get moving. Business to attend to.” His gaze flicked toward a narrow street nearby, a quicker escape route. Without waiting for another question, he turned smoothly, slipping into the shadows of the alley.
The murmurs of concern faded behind him as he disappeared down the street, blending into the night once more.