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       #Post#: 2932--------------------------------------------------
       Master Thief (R)
       By: King Of Beasts Date: May 20, 2014, 7:55 am
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       I'm not the best writer so apologize if I bore you but I'm
       starting a new fic
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       -Chapter 1-
       A woman in dark clothing wandered through the dark streets of
       the imperial city. She pulled her black cowl over her head and
       shielded the small bundle in her arms as a cold breeze blew
       through the empty, stone streets of the Imperial City. Masser
       and Secunda shone brightly in the clear night sky as the woman
       walked through the streets at a quick pace, the only sounds
       echoing through the empty streets coming from the light patter
       of her own feet. She stopped at a single building and looked up
       at the sign, then gently set a small, whimpering infant down on
       the steps.
       "Shh." She cooed softly to the child "You'll be okay here, my
       child. Don't cry."
       The infant began squirming and whimpered louder.
       A sad look passed over the woman's face.
       "I love you, my boy." She knocked on the door twice and quickly
       fled as the infant began to bawl. An elderly imperial woman
       opened the door. A surprised look crossed her face as she picked
       up the crying infant. She gently cradled the small child in her
       arms and glanced around for any sign of the parents of the
       child. She sighed when it hit her that there was nobody there,
       then retreated into the building. She continued to cradle the
       crying child.
       "Shh. Hush, child. You must be hungry." She said softly "Lets
       feed you and get you to bed."
       The infant's cries began fading to soft whimpers. He looked up
       at the elderly woman, a pitiful, helpless look in his emerald
       green eyes. The elderly woman smiled down at him
       "You've got beautiful eyes, child." She murmured. She bathed,
       fed, and clothed the infant, then brought him to a room with a
       few cribs. In each crib, a baby lay silent and motionless as it
       resided in a peaceful slumber. The elderly woman set the infant
       with emerald green eyes down in an empty crib. She smiled
       "You're a beautiful baby boy." She whispered "Too bad you don't
       have a name."
       The infant whimpered and kicked his legs. She chuckled
       "I think I'll call you Maverick." The woman sighed and rubbed
       her temples as the small infant began bawling. She picked him up
       and gently rocked him until he fell into a gentle slumber, then
       set him back down in his crib. She quietly closed the door to
       the room, then returned to her room and settled down for the
       night.
       *********
       **Twenty-three years later
       A male figure in dark armor and a heavy, hooded cloak slipped
       through the dark city. Masser and Secunda shone brightly in the
       clear, star filled sky, and not a single noise, except for the
       gentle ringing of the buoys in the waterfront, was heard through
       the city. The dark figure crept up to a large mansion. He pulled
       his jet black cowl over his furrowed brow, and adjusted the dark
       mask that covered his mouth and nose as he pulled out a small
       copper lockpick. He slid the copper pick into the keyhole, and
       gently coaxed the pegs of the lock into their slots. In a matter
       of seconds, a distinct click was heard, and the figure gently
       turned the door handle and pushed the door open.
       He silently slipped through the crack he had made in the door
       before shutting it behind him, and began scanning the house for
       any valuables. He approached a desk with a single dimming candle
       on it. He studied the candle with a focused look in his emerald
       green eyes. He watched as clear, warm wax dripped down the side
       of the candle, starting it's path from where the small dying
       fire was, and falling into the silver candleholder. He quickly
       snuffed out the light and snatched the candleholder off of the
       desk before opening one of the small drawers. He pulled out a
       few septims, an inkpot, and a small silver ring with a simple
       nordic design carved into its rim. He shoved his stolen goods
       into one of his many pockets and quietly made his way up the
       stairs into the owner of the large mansion's quarters.
       He stood up from his crouching position as he observed the man
       sleeping on the bed. The man snored loudly, occasionally letting
       out a violent cough and turning over before the snoring resumed.
       The dark figure quietly stepped towards the bed, careful not to
       make any noise. A frown formed under his mask as the man on the
       bed snored, completely oblivious to the fact he was being
       watched. The dark figure clenched his fists, and quickly
       stripped the room of any of it's valuables before fleeing out
       the window and climbing up onto the roof.
       He silently leapt from rooftop to rooftop, careful not to lose
       his footing. He stopped on top of the roof of an abandoned
       house, and slid into a room on the upper floor through a window.
       He sighed and began pulling his dark leather armor and hooded
       cloak off, revealing a pale, but tall, lean, and muscular body.
       He tossed them on the floor and sat on the bed. He let out an
       exhausted sigh as he stood up and cleared the pockets of his
       armor. He briefly studied his stolen goods before tossing them
       into a large chest and collapsing onto the bed. He rubbed his
       eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
       *******
       The thief was woken up by a someone hitting him with a pillow.
       He grunted and groaned at the enthusiastic young Breton girl
       grinning at him.
       "Ugh."
       "Wake up, Maverick!! You promised you'd teach me about
       lockpicking!"
       Maverick rubbed his eyes and rolled onto his his stomach
       "Come back later." He mumbled sleepily.
       The girl smacked him in the back of the head with a pillow.
       Maverick grunted and tensed up
       "Allison!"
       The girl giggled and twirled a lock of her light brown hair
       around her index finger
       "Sorry, Maverick."
       Maverick sighed
       "Stop twirling your hair and get outta my room so I can get
       dressed."
       "Gods, cranky much?"
       Maverick paused and looked at her. He pursed his lips
       "I had a long night." He said simply before shooing her out of
       the room. He put on a simple white shirt, loose sack cloth
       pants, and a pair of sandals before heading downstairs. He sat
       at the kitchen table and briefly ran his fingers through his
       shaggy, dark brown hair, and rubbed the stubble on his chin
       before looking up at Allison.
       "You're too hyper." He said in a flat tone "You need to control
       that. A hyper thief isn't a quiet thief."
       "At least I'm not always cranky like you."
       Maverick huffed
       "I'm not cranky. I'm serious about what I do."
       "I am too!!"
       "You almost got caught by the guards last week, child!"
       "Accidents happen!"
       "You tried to pet the guard dog in the house we broke into! That
       is NOT being careful!!"
       Allison groaned
       "You're so uptight! You need to loosen up. Let's go to the
       market district and explore!"
       "I don't like the sun. Or the noise. Or the smells. Or the
       people."
       "You're a pessimist, you know that, right?" Allison grabbed his
       arm and tried to pull him off of the chair "Lets go!"
       Maverick groaned and stood up, causing the teen girl in front of
       him to stumble backwards and fall on her butt. She giggled and
       looked up at him with her bright blue eyes.
       Maverick sighed and helped her up
       "Lets just get this over with."
       Allison stood up and brushed her blue dress off. She grinned
       "It'll be fun to meet new people! Come on!"
       Maverick groaned in agony and followed the energetic teen.
       #Post#: 2934--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Master Thief (R)
       By: Elisabeth Hollow Date: May 20, 2014, 9:44 am
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       Kids, lol
       #Post#: 2942--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Master Thief (R)
       By: mirocu Date: May 20, 2014, 3:29 pm
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       Definitely no need to apologize, Kobby. That was in my opinion
       very well written :)
       #Post#: 2995--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Master Thief (R)
       By: McBadgere Date: May 22, 2014, 12:08 am
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       No problems from where I'm sitting... ;D ...
       Loved the way you mirrored the two separate strands of his life
       at the start there...That was very nicely done that man!...
       And the bit with Allison made me chuckle...Brilliant
       dialogue...Well done!!...
       Nice one, Beastly-Boy!!...
       *Applauds heartily*...
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