It was a mistake that he knows better to have done. A list ditch effort from someone who was desperate for escape. A mere distraction that only a novice would fall for. Even as Tobias' eyes lifts up to follow the bag that Yloise flings up into the air, he was silently berating himself.
       Fortunately, the Hyur did not have long to bemoan his mistake as the inevitable strike from the burglar lands true. Twice. Before he can collapse entirely from the kick, her fist lands firmly against his rib; and what an impact it was! As a shock wave of pain cracks through his body instantly that Tobias likens to a small hammer or mace - which just happens to be in the shape of a light ash grey fist. The pleasant view of her cleavage bouncing did at least soften the blow so to speak, albeit slightly. It was a blow strong enough from the lean Elezen that sends the Midlander not only on his rear, but flat on his back.
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       Then, she was gone. Other than appreciating Yloise's ample breasts one last time, Tobias was still processing the rest of what happened before a slightly better prize was somewhat literally thrown his way.
       "Hukh!" the heavy bag drops unceremoniously onto his stomach before the garnet, wax stamp seal, and whatever else she had taken from his employer spills out around him.
       Tobias did at least hear Landrenel's command, though despite hearing it, he takes hold of the garnet while still lying on his back. He mutters with a winded breath, "You can take whatever else you find in the bag, but I do not believe those in Ishgard will approve of you giving their garnet to the Goldsmiths Guild."
       As Tobias attempts to sit up, he winces from a sharp sudden pang that streaks through him, originating from the point of impact where Yloise hit. So, he decides to just lay there. "Go to the Quicksand with me if you desire. Make sure my claim is true need be. Or take my pearl." makes another face of discomfort as he begins to slowly prop himself up on his elbows, "Twelve, she better not have broken anything."
       Fortunately, the Hyur did not have long to bemoan his mistake as the inevitable strike from the burglar lands true. Twice. Before he can collapse entirely from the kick, her fist lands firmly against his rib; and what an impact it was! As a shock wave of pain cracks through his body instantly that Tobias likens to a small hammer or mace - which just happens to be in the shape of a light ash grey fist. The pleasant view of her cleavage bouncing did at least soften the blow so to speak, albeit slightly. It was a blow strong enough from the lean Elezen that sends the Midlander not only on his rear, but flat on his back.
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       Then, she was gone. Other than appreciating Yloise's ample breasts one last time, Tobias was still processing the rest of what happened before a slightly better prize was somewhat literally thrown his way.
       "Hukh!" the heavy bag drops unceremoniously onto his stomach before the garnet, wax stamp seal, and whatever else she had taken from his employer spills out around him.
       Tobias did at least hear Landrenel's command, though despite hearing it, he takes hold of the garnet while still lying on his back. He mutters with a winded breath, "You can take whatever else you find in the bag, but I do not believe those in Ishgard will approve of you giving their garnet to the Goldsmiths Guild."
       As Tobias attempts to sit up, he winces from a sharp sudden pang that streaks through him, originating from the point of impact where Yloise hit. So, he decides to just lay there. "Go to the Quicksand with me if you desire. Make sure my claim is true need be. Or take my pearl." makes another face of discomfort as he begins to slowly prop himself up on his elbows, "Twelve, she better not have broken anything."
