You meet all sorts in the dark

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Who: Garrett and Vivi [closed]
Where: An alley
What: Just a random meeting, no cuteness to be found here
When: After the crowning

It's late. Late enough that most of the day folk have long since gone to bed, and the night owls' businesses are in full swing. It's for that reason that the Master Thief is prowling around in the alleys, listening to the conversations of various passerby and snatching the occasional trinket from the pockets of unwary victims and filthy gutter. All in all, this is just a normal night for him, even if there are more electric lights on than he feels comfortable with.

And so, the night finds him lurking in a dark alley as he stalks a man wearing far more gold jewelry on his person than is really advisable. With no overhead costs to worry about, he's just taking his time and enjoying the hunt for its own sake instead of just going for the steal.

Comments

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Fire spells? Like...actual fire balls?

[His brow furrows. He'd seen some magic in his time, but nothing like that. At least, not from anyone he'd call 'sane.']

Is there anything I want? Well...yes, now that you mention it. I want to talk.

[He gestures further into the alley. It was dingy and unwelcoming, but at least it was private.]

[steepled]

[Considering that he's still a little rattled at what just happened, privacy isn't really a concern for Vivi at this moment.]

Are you going to try to hurt me? You're a tribute too, aren't you? [He asks sternly, or trying to sound stern anyway. Instead it comes off a little nervous. He doesn't seem to be a peacekeeper because they would know who he is at least. Regardless of his intentions, the man is intimidating to him.]

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No. I'm a tribute, but not the kind that hurts people for no reason.

[He's trying to be reassuring and non-threatening, he really is. He's even trying a softer tone, but, well...he's never been good around kids. Or adults, really. People just picked up bad vibes from him, even if he had no intention of hurting or robbing them.

He tries kneeling so that he's at the...kid's...eye level. That's something people did with kids, right?]

Did they kidnap you from your parents?

[steepled]

[The mage unclenches his fist and lets his muscles relax, though still a little bit on the tense side because eye contact with strangers is a little nerve wracking. By "they" the man means the Gamemakers and those in charge. To that, Vivi nods his head.] I don't have parents...but, yeah. They took me from my home and brought me here a few months ago.

[Vivi's upbringing had been anything but conventional, even by Gaia's standards. It must be normal for a lot of other people to have parents and a family but that was something Vivi himself never had. But there was Zidane and Dagger...and the many others he has met since he embarked on his own. Not to mention here with Rick and Daryl, who also seemed to have taken roles as guardians for him.

There's no single definition of family, it seems like.]

Um...if you're a tribute and not a peacekeeper...[And he's prowling around alleyways...the conclusion's pretty easy to see now, but Vivi isn't sure enough to actually say it out loud. The man's a thief...unfortunately for him, Vivi has nothing to take.]