Erik Severin
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Post by Erik Severin on Sept 22, 2012 15:56:57 GMT -6
It was a bright and sunny day outside, perfect for going out and about. Needless to say Severin had been strolling along the city today, looking for a good reason to utilize his ability. Severin eventually found himself at the airport, and while he wasn't looking to exit town any time soon.. He did have some ideas. That's when he entered the building. There happened to be a massive influx of people coming in via planes, and then a few heading out to top it all off. Severin observed them as he walked into the building, clearly with something a little bit devious in mind to do now that he had gotten into the building. But what?
Crowds of people passed by him, and that's when he utilized his ability to become intangible, or at least his arm, quickly using it to reach into some individuals pockets, then making his hand become solid long enough to grab a wallet. Then again utilizing the power to make a quick escape before anyone realized what he had done. This continued on for some time until the point that he'd stolen quite a few wallets from various people around the airport. Eventually he needed a break though, as he had overused his power. He lurked around the airport until he found a nice bench that was somewhat obscured from the rest of the sitting areas.
He began to finger through the wallets, looking at identification and other things. He went ahead and took that, and any cards they had in them. As well as whatever money was inside. "I love you money." Severin said in a low tone of voice as he tossed the empty wallets onto the ground behind him. Someone would find them later, he was certain of that. He sat there, counting the money he had taken as he watched people entering and exiting the airport building. He leaned back on the bench and started to doze off, tired from his recent thievery. He slowly fell asleep on the bench, and began snoring in a overly loud, almost obnoxious manner. All of which was gaining him attention he probably didn't need after what he just did.
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Bridget Shine
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Post by Bridget Shine on Sept 23, 2012 17:47:55 GMT -6
Money is what makes the world go around. Not love or happiness like what some said, it was money and you were just better off accepting the fact. The problem was money could escape your wallet very quickly in this day and age and it most defiantly did not replenish itself as quickly. This fact is what lead Bridget to a crowded airport on this fine day to make some extra cash. Most likely not in the way the average person would though after all stealing wasn't something everybody did.
And that is exactly what Bridget had planned to do walking into the airport. It would have been easy to swipe a few wallets while people were rushing to catch their plans or wandering around lost. Oh yes it was prime targeting but something caused her to double think this. Walking past she managed to catch the argument between a passenger, a mild-age business man that put on a little to much weight and a security guard. Something about a theft. Now she wasn't to glad about competition, especially when they beat her too it. Adjusting her hat to cover a bit more of her face she started looking for signs of the other thief.
Going into the less populated areas she noticed a man snoring on a bench. She almost over looked him if it wasn't the leather wallet she spotted with her cat like vision under the bench. Quietly walking over she saw the slight bulge in his pocket. Wow he's a grade A thief, She thought leaning over to slowly lifted the money off of him. Yet being Bridget she couldn't just take the money and leave, oh no. Slipping the money in her back-pocket she kicked the dudes shoe. "Yo wake-y wake-y eggs and money." She called glaring at him. "Who the hell are you and what do you think you're doing stealing on my turf?" Bridget questioned on hand on her hip.
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Erik Severin
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Post by Erik Severin on Sept 23, 2012 23:22:42 GMT -6
Erik had managed to tire himself out rather quickly, due to his overuse of the mutant ability he had. He had fallen asleep rather quickly, tuning the goings on around him out almost entirely. He remained like this for a bit, until he heard someone yell for him to 'wakey wakey'. Erik slowly rose up and looked around, standing up and realizing his pants had suddenly felt lighter than they had when he went to sleep. Though he thought nothing of it at that particular moment in time. He heard a girl speaking nearby and felt a kick to his shoe beforehand, and he started to tone her out. But then he heard her state something about him stealing on her turf? Erik leaned back on the bench and gazed in her direction, still as careless about this situation as when he started.
".. Wha?" Erik said in confusion, still trying to get his bearing on the situation. He was a notoriously sound sleeper, so it was all a bit tough for him at this particular moment. He reach into his pocket, checking for his money, and realizing it was nowhere to be found. He then gazed up at the girl, stealing on her turf? That could only mean that the culprit was right directly in front of him. "You know, people are going to think you are some sort of pervert if you keep fiddling around in random sleeping dudes pockets like that." Erik checked his other pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and lighter. Still acting as nonchalant as ever, even though he had a girl here seemingly up in arms over his doing things on what was supposedly her turf. He proceeded to light up a cigarette.
"But I was unaware that this was your turf.." Severin yawned as he lazily leaned back, looking her over. He wasn't sure what exactly was up with this lady. There was enough thievery to go around, after all. "Even if I was, I'd still do what I did. I just wasn't aware. But who the hell am I?" He puffed some smoke for a moment as he continued to try to figure her out. "The names Erik. And if this is supposedly your turf like you say, miss Queen of the Airport.. Give me that money you took from me, and I'll be on my way. if you don't, I'll just take it right back anyway.." A rather large smile slowly appeared across his face as he continued to smoke his cigarette. He then stood up from the bench and looked at her. He had attempted to negotiate getting his money back. But would he get it? But he couldn't be serious? He wouldn't just attempt to take it would he?
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Bridget Shine
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Post by Bridget Shine on Sept 26, 2012 12:17:09 GMT -6
Okay Bridget wasn't exactly sure what to think of this guy. He apparently just stole a bunch of money and yet here he was passed out on a bench with the stolen wallets a few feet away. Was it just her or did that seem stupid? That or he was just way to cocky. "They'll totally be thinking about some girl reaching down a guys pocket instead of their hard earned money missing." She replied sarcastically rolling her eyes at the man on the bench who still didn't seem all that worried about her taking the money off of him. Oh well just made her day easier.
So it wasn't exactly her 'turf' per say but it sounded better then 'Dude i was going to steal here today, what the hell?' Still she was pissed that some dude beat her to it which would make it harder in the future to steal here. After all she only stole in small amounts so not to get too noticed. "'Cause not knowing makes it oh so much better." She said resisting rolling her eyes again. And then saying he would have done it anyway yeah that totally helped his case.
Blinking slowly she just looked at him. He's got to be kidding me. She thought. One Queen of the Airport just sounded stupid, two if she just swiped the money off of him that tends to imply that she's not going to give it back. Still she reached in her back pocket keeping her eyes on him and ran her fingers over the small stack. Sighing she pulled two one dollars bills out and dropped them out of her hand before placing it in her front pocket. There she gave him back the money he stole, just not all of it. "You never said how much," She said sweetly, smiling before turning on her heels and starting walking away.
Loopholes were one of her specialties. And if he held out on his threat to take the money back well he would have a good time trying because she would not just hand it over. Hmm today she was feeling up for a little game of chase if he decided to try and take it back.
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Erik Severin
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Post by Erik Severin on Sept 28, 2012 8:28:55 GMT -6
Ugh.. So she was one of those type of women. The type to take your stuff and basically taunt you about it. Despite the constant eye rolling and sarcasm from this young lady, the only thing going through the mind of Erik at the moment was the method in which to regain his money. That was when she really did it. Taking the money and dropping such a small amount, two dollars to be exact.. Really? After him doing all the leg work, and taking the money himself, two dollars was the least she could do? And placing it in her front pocket, one would suspect she did that out of fear he'd take it if she left it back there. But her statement of 'You never said how much'.. That just got him thinking deviously, to be quite honest.
She turned around and started walking away, and immediately, Severin used his power. His body going to a non corporeal state. He walked up behind her, his movements extremely quiet thanks to the lack of weight to his body at this point. He continued to sneak up behind her until he was in range, and immediately reach through her body, his hand coming out directly in her front pocket. He then snagged the money quickly, his fingers briefly solidifying enough to wrap around the stack of cash. Then with a quick use of his powers again, he pulled his arm back through her and that was that. She'd never have to know what happened. He slowly slipped the two dollars back into his pocket and started to walk off.
"See ya pinky! Thanks for the dough." Erik laughed as he strutted away, and while he could of shut up.. He didn't. He had to let her know what he'd done. And chances were, she'd quickly realize that he was the culprit, given the sarcastic tone of the 'see ya'. He grinned, still remaining in an intangible state. Just in case. As he attempted to take his leave, he started whistling a happy tune. All he could think about was just how lucky he was to have the power he did, it was absolutely perfect for the things he wanted to do.
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