Troubled
posted Nov 28, 2018 22:17:45 GMT -6
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It was easy to fall into the shadows that the alleyways held, making travels across downtown quick. Being able to hide from sight with items that may or may not be legal was a plus. Someone small made things like this much easier. Atticus could see that as one of his few advantages; being the size of a 13 year old kind of made him seem... less suspicious. The eighteen year-old was lucky to have a simple run today, no mishaps with the delivery; it wasn't uncommon for him to either be questioned beyond belief about why a 'little boy' was even touching such precious goods or almost get himself caught by one of the police that would be patrolling an area he was walking through. It wasn't like he meant to be out in the open with weaponry, he kept everything well hidden if he was going to do such a thing, but sometimes he would lose his sense of direction while ducking in and out of alleyways. [break][break]
But that was all over for the day. At the moment, Atticus was making his way towards the cafe he worked at, despite it being one of his days to not have to be on shift, just wanting to sit and relax for a while. The day brought a bit of a wind chill and Atticus just hid his face more into the scarf he had wrapped around his neck. Weather like this was his favourite; it kept people indoors and unable to bother him too much. Talking to people was... a struggle to say the least. At least most people who came by the coffee shop were decent enough to be patient with his text-to-speech way of communicating. Those were pretty nice people. [break][break]
Raising his head slightly at a faint sound, the blond looked behind him out of the corner of his eye, lips pressing into a thin line as he listened to the footsteps behind him stop. When he started to move faster, the footsteps started again and then got much faster. Without needing to give it much thought, Atticus started to run, wincing a bit at the pain that shot through his leg. So maybe he was a bit burdened with his gimped leg. Maybe he could escape through an alley...[break][break]
Truth be told, Atticus wasn't all that fast. Before his leg got busted, he might have been able to out run whoever was behind him, but right now? Not that much. Feeling fingers grab onto the back of his jacket, he was yanked backwards and onto the ground before he could even blink. A small whisper of a noise passed his lips as the stranger kicked his foot into his nose. "Bastard. Think you could get away with stealing from me?" Ah. Right. Did he forget about how he swiped a few fruits either from a grocery store? He really should have been more careful. Glaring up at the man, Atticus was quick to kick out and catch the man in the knee, causing him to get distracted by the pain long enough for the small boy to escape down the road and hide away in an alley. [break][break]
When he was sure that the guy wasn't going to follow him any more, he brought his hand up to his face, brushing his thumb under his nose. Staring at the blood that trailed over his skin, he grimaced a little bit. Definitely needed to be more careful. God his nose hurt.
It was easy to fall into the shadows that the alleyways held, making travels across downtown quick. Being able to hide from sight with items that may or may not be legal was a plus. Someone small made things like this much easier. Atticus could see that as one of his few advantages; being the size of a 13 year old kind of made him seem... less suspicious. The eighteen year-old was lucky to have a simple run today, no mishaps with the delivery; it wasn't uncommon for him to either be questioned beyond belief about why a 'little boy' was even touching such precious goods or almost get himself caught by one of the police that would be patrolling an area he was walking through. It wasn't like he meant to be out in the open with weaponry, he kept everything well hidden if he was going to do such a thing, but sometimes he would lose his sense of direction while ducking in and out of alleyways. [break][break]
But that was all over for the day. At the moment, Atticus was making his way towards the cafe he worked at, despite it being one of his days to not have to be on shift, just wanting to sit and relax for a while. The day brought a bit of a wind chill and Atticus just hid his face more into the scarf he had wrapped around his neck. Weather like this was his favourite; it kept people indoors and unable to bother him too much. Talking to people was... a struggle to say the least. At least most people who came by the coffee shop were decent enough to be patient with his text-to-speech way of communicating. Those were pretty nice people. [break][break]
Raising his head slightly at a faint sound, the blond looked behind him out of the corner of his eye, lips pressing into a thin line as he listened to the footsteps behind him stop. When he started to move faster, the footsteps started again and then got much faster. Without needing to give it much thought, Atticus started to run, wincing a bit at the pain that shot through his leg. So maybe he was a bit burdened with his gimped leg. Maybe he could escape through an alley...[break][break]
Truth be told, Atticus wasn't all that fast. Before his leg got busted, he might have been able to out run whoever was behind him, but right now? Not that much. Feeling fingers grab onto the back of his jacket, he was yanked backwards and onto the ground before he could even blink. A small whisper of a noise passed his lips as the stranger kicked his foot into his nose. "Bastard. Think you could get away with stealing from me?" Ah. Right. Did he forget about how he swiped a few fruits either from a grocery store? He really should have been more careful. Glaring up at the man, Atticus was quick to kick out and catch the man in the knee, causing him to get distracted by the pain long enough for the small boy to escape down the road and hide away in an alley. [break][break]
When he was sure that the guy wasn't going to follow him any more, he brought his hand up to his face, brushing his thumb under his nose. Staring at the blood that trailed over his skin, he grimaced a little bit. Definitely needed to be more careful. God his nose hurt.
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