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Post by mollie on Dec 27, 2006 2:50:58 GMT -5
Mollie had been observing the people as they walked down the street. She was stopped at one of the store windows, watching people in the reflection. When she saw Robbie pass by she detatched herself from her post and came up behind him, hoping he would stop somewhere so she would not have to bump into him.
When he didnt stop for some time she decided that t was just time to do it. She removed the tiny knife from her belt and sliced the button from his pants, quickly dipping her fingers into his pocket. Then she switched the change from one hand to the other and looped her arm around his. "Hello there sir." she said, smiling flirtatiously.
((hehe, dont worry-- she didnt steal his money forever. ^.^))
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Post by robbie on Dec 27, 2006 15:57:26 GMT -5
(good cuz that would be mean, lol)
Robbie startled slightly when a cute girl suddenly hooked her arms around his. "Um...good afternoon miss..." He was curious as to why this beauty would want to be so bold, he blushed slightly, unsure of what to say next. "And...who might you be my dear?"
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Post by mollie on Dec 27, 2006 18:04:37 GMT -5
((Hehe indeed.))
Mollie smiled up at him. "Me names Mollie" she said, matching her pace with his. "And I think ya might be missin something..." she said. "Check yer pockets." she added. The boy himself was rather attractive, she'd only just realized. Sometimes she had a little fun with her victims and wouldn't really steal from them, just warn them and such. She rarely kept what she stole, really. She often felt bad and gave it back.
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Post by robbie on Dec 27, 2006 21:01:53 GMT -5
Robbie wasnt sure what she was talking about. He slowly moved his hand down and gasped a bit, feeling the button missing. He quickly checked for his money and found it gone. "Hey! You didnt steal my money did you???" He looked at her, a bit shocked that such a pretty girl would do such a crime.
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 0:43:04 GMT -5
"Its not stealing if I give it back." she said, taking his hand and opening the palm, sliding it back in. "It was more of a warning.... keep your wits about ya more then ya are." she said. "And nothin like dis should happen to ya." she said, smiling brightly. She leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Besides, your too cute to take anything too valuable from." she said, also handing him his button back. "I can fix your pants if ya want, too." she said, realizing that she had actually damaged them by cutting the button loose.
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Post by robbie on Dec 28, 2006 0:48:21 GMT -5
Robbie blushed, and couldt help but smile. "An honest thief? I must say you must be a rarity." He put the money and his button into his other pocket and patted it gently. "I'm definetly taking your advice." He thought that since she was being very nice to him, he'd return the favor. "Um...would you like to have lunch with me Miss Mollie?"
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 0:52:07 GMT -5
She smiled at him, considering it. Well, this was unusual... usually when someone found her thieving, even if she'd told them, they tried to get as far away from her as possible. "If you'll tell me your name." she said, looking up at him brightly again.
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Post by robbie on Dec 28, 2006 0:53:47 GMT -5
He smiled brightly at her, "My name's Robert James Wilson, but please call me Robbie."
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 1:10:33 GMT -5
"Will do," she said, "now, where do you have in mind for lunch?" she asked as they continued to walk down the street.
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Post by robbie on Dec 28, 2006 1:12:26 GMT -5
Robbie looked around and spotted a fancy resturaunt a few blocks up. "Well how about that lovely place up the street?"
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 1:18:21 GMT -5
She nodded, "Sure, sounds good," she said, standing up on her toes higher to get a better view. She was rather short and being short did not have its advantages in this city... she couldn't ever see anything.
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Post by robbie on Dec 28, 2006 1:21:49 GMT -5
"Wonderful." He held out his arm to her, like a true gent would treat a lady. With his best grin he asked her, "Shall we?"
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 1:24:37 GMT -5
"We shall," she said, taking his arm with a soft touch as they made their way over to the restaurant. She couldn't help her soft, almost nonexistant touch; it was a thieves touch, after all, and that never let itself go. Ever. It was there always, even when unwelcomed.
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Post by robbie on Dec 28, 2006 1:28:26 GMT -5
Robbie wondered why it seemed like their arms were not touching. Usually when he had offered his arms to other girls and ladies, he could feel their definite warmth and weight. But with Mollie, its felt like she was almost nonexistent.
He lead her up to the resturaunt doors and held them open for her, "Ladies first of course."
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Post by mollie on Dec 28, 2006 1:31:07 GMT -5
"Well your quite the gentleman..." she said, stepping inside. She was used to feeling as a ... well, a second class citizen... once people found out her occupation. But he was being genuinely kind to her. "Thank you.." she added as she entered, getting a look at the restaurant in full for the first time. "This place is really.... nice." she said, almost surprised by its niceness. "Your sure you want to take /me/ here?" she asked, emphasizing me and here.
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