Jaques had been making his way back down the lane from the markets. He was getting a bit better at discovering which vendors were more likely to donate to his cause. As it turned out, the richer stores and booths would simply laugh him out. He didn't dare ask those that looked as though they were living day-by-day with the sales they made. But there were several merchants that were somewhere in between that could be sympathetic. He'd just negotiated a deal for a donated shipment of fresh greens to be delivered to the Rose after closing. As such, he was in a fairly good mood as he turned down the ally.
Now... he'd seen many odd things down these allies but the -entirely- over dramatic display of the fellow Duskwight down the way was... embarrassing frankly. He could put one of the melodramatic plays that sometimes was performed at the Gold Court to shame. He'd seen the man before around the Harbinger's estate the couple of times he'd gone. He'd also seen him a few times in this alley and at the Quicksand. Just -why- the man felt need to beg and grovel the way he did towards the basket carrying woman was beyond him. Until he noticed the familiarity on the woman's face. Ah... so a joke then...?
So distracted by the display, he didn't notice the pair of children that came stalking down the ally behind the woman in time to call out a warning. A highlander boy no older than ten cycles lead the way of a younger miqo'te boy and both were very obviously street urchins given their grubby, half starved and nearly feral appearances. He watched as the older boy darted ahead to the prone Duskwight, sending a kick to the man's ribs. "Sod off damned Grey! Go crawl back t' yer cave!"
As the older boy caused the distraction the smaller went around to the other side of the woman, the side with the basket. His ears flat back, he attempted to grab an armful of the delicious baked treats. After he'd nabbed a good half dozen he turns to flee.
Now... he'd seen many odd things down these allies but the -entirely- over dramatic display of the fellow Duskwight down the way was... embarrassing frankly. He could put one of the melodramatic plays that sometimes was performed at the Gold Court to shame. He'd seen the man before around the Harbinger's estate the couple of times he'd gone. He'd also seen him a few times in this alley and at the Quicksand. Just -why- the man felt need to beg and grovel the way he did towards the basket carrying woman was beyond him. Until he noticed the familiarity on the woman's face. Ah... so a joke then...?
So distracted by the display, he didn't notice the pair of children that came stalking down the ally behind the woman in time to call out a warning. A highlander boy no older than ten cycles lead the way of a younger miqo'te boy and both were very obviously street urchins given their grubby, half starved and nearly feral appearances. He watched as the older boy darted ahead to the prone Duskwight, sending a kick to the man's ribs. "Sod off damned Grey! Go crawl back t' yer cave!"
As the older boy caused the distraction the smaller went around to the other side of the woman, the side with the basket. His ears flat back, he attempted to grab an armful of the delicious baked treats. After he'd nabbed a good half dozen he turns to flee.
