HoOdWiNk
Junior Member
Hope to get a lot of people!
You live. Barely. Every day you battle on the streets of Italy for food and money, joining gangs to help ease the trouble. Every so often you get caught and thrown back into an orphanage that you hate. Sometimes you meet some true friends, but other times you're not so lucky. You have no stable place to call home, and maybe sometimes you like it that way. Either way, you're an orphan, so tough.
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Age:
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Name: Kira
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm and quiet, very protective of her brother, smart
Appearance: Nothing special, brown hair in a slightly longer pixiecut, brown eyes, thin but in a fit way, average height
Special talent: Very talented at pick pocketing
Name: Ary
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Personality: Cunning and sly, clever, witty, sometimes a bit offending
Appearance: small and thin, black hair, brown eyes, small nose, thin smile, over all very fox like
Special talent: Quick and skilled in climbing
Kira leaned against a brickwall, surveying the google-eyed tourists in front of her. She had her eyes trained on a rotund man with expensive looking clothes and no knowledge of pickpocketers like herself. She knew people like him, who thought they were too powerful for anyone to even think about stealing from them. Well, she thought, I guess I'll have to prove him wrong.
With three long strides she was in the middle of the crowd, only feet away from the target. She took one step nearer every ten steps forward, and soon she stood unassumingly behind him. Out of the corner of her eye she checked that no one was watching, and with light fingers she lifted his wallet. It almost seemed too easy.
Ary watched from the top of the building his sister had been moments before. He could easily spot her target, like a fox in a chicken coop. As Kira moved away from him, he rose to his feet, took a few steps, and jumped off the building. He hit the next rooftop running, and leaped the void to the next. Roof after roof disappeared beneath him, and finally he was neck and neck with Kira. He watched as her hand dove into the rich man's pocket, quick as a flash, and allowed a brief mental cheer.
You live. Barely. Every day you battle on the streets of Italy for food and money, joining gangs to help ease the trouble. Every so often you get caught and thrown back into an orphanage that you hate. Sometimes you meet some true friends, but other times you're not so lucky. You have no stable place to call home, and maybe sometimes you like it that way. Either way, you're an orphan, so tough.
~Character Sign Ups~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Special talent:
~
Name: Kira
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Personality: Calm and quiet, very protective of her brother, smart
Appearance: Nothing special, brown hair in a slightly longer pixiecut, brown eyes, thin but in a fit way, average height
Special talent: Very talented at pick pocketing
Name: Ary
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Personality: Cunning and sly, clever, witty, sometimes a bit offending
Appearance: small and thin, black hair, brown eyes, small nose, thin smile, over all very fox like
Special talent: Quick and skilled in climbing
Kira leaned against a brickwall, surveying the google-eyed tourists in front of her. She had her eyes trained on a rotund man with expensive looking clothes and no knowledge of pickpocketers like herself. She knew people like him, who thought they were too powerful for anyone to even think about stealing from them. Well, she thought, I guess I'll have to prove him wrong.
With three long strides she was in the middle of the crowd, only feet away from the target. She took one step nearer every ten steps forward, and soon she stood unassumingly behind him. Out of the corner of her eye she checked that no one was watching, and with light fingers she lifted his wallet. It almost seemed too easy.
Ary watched from the top of the building his sister had been moments before. He could easily spot her target, like a fox in a chicken coop. As Kira moved away from him, he rose to his feet, took a few steps, and jumped off the building. He hit the next rooftop running, and leaped the void to the next. Roof after roof disappeared beneath him, and finally he was neck and neck with Kira. He watched as her hand dove into the rich man's pocket, quick as a flash, and allowed a brief mental cheer.