C[re]ate Champion
A Clash of Thieves ◄ Isaac & Parker ►
Sept 19, 2015 11:43:18 GMT -5
Post by Isaac on Sept 19, 2015 11:43:18 GMT -5
Isaac stayed silent the entire time, and he walked calmly through the second floor, passing by cubicles and stepping over fallen papers. Though he looked like he was trudging through it all, he actually matched pace with the other thief, taking long strides to reach the window on the far side of the building. He watched the man plug another magic stick into the back of his head, and he raised a brow. Why did he do that? What, the guy couldn’t handle a two story drop?
Isaac only broke his silence when the man offered to catch him, and he said in a low, barely audible tone, “No need.” With confidence, Isaac stepped up to the window, swung one leg out into the night air, straddled the sill, and then swung his other leg out, all in one smooth, sweeping motion. Isaac now hung outside the window, cutting down on how far he had to drop at this point. He then kicked off the wall and soared across the alley. The alley was wide and gave Isaac plenty of room as he landed on his feet, tucked his body into a ball, and rolled forward. When he came out of his roll and knelt upright, he could feel the energy fly off his body.
His knees ached, and his feet felt stressed, but he was still fine to run and jump. He glanced back to the other thief, and he said nothing. No farewell, no thank you, no quips or insults. Isaac simply sprinted down the alleys, his visor scanning cameras as he went, letting him easily avoid detection as he made his way back to the Lower Class.
Isaac only broke his silence when the man offered to catch him, and he said in a low, barely audible tone, “No need.” With confidence, Isaac stepped up to the window, swung one leg out into the night air, straddled the sill, and then swung his other leg out, all in one smooth, sweeping motion. Isaac now hung outside the window, cutting down on how far he had to drop at this point. He then kicked off the wall and soared across the alley. The alley was wide and gave Isaac plenty of room as he landed on his feet, tucked his body into a ball, and rolled forward. When he came out of his roll and knelt upright, he could feel the energy fly off his body.
His knees ached, and his feet felt stressed, but he was still fine to run and jump. He glanced back to the other thief, and he said nothing. No farewell, no thank you, no quips or insults. Isaac simply sprinted down the alleys, his visor scanning cameras as he went, letting him easily avoid detection as he made his way back to the Lower Class.
