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aden_walker (aden_walker) wrote in outofshadowsrpg,

Why the fuck was Aden even here? That's right, to buy a quick bottle of rum from the shit liquor store, a place that gave him a discount because he didn't flash his badge like an asshole all of the time, and he looked the other way on a few shadier dealings. Nothing too bad, just bad enough he could write up a citation, but he didn't fucking want to.

Plus, ol' Jack behind the counter gave him a bunch of good tips on people around the place, he talked to a lot of them after all, and so why not take a bite out of bigger, more worrisome crimes?

Anyway, Aden'd just gotten a pretzel after having purchased his rum when he saw Trouble. No, not a clever nickname for someone he knew, a girl who literally went by the name of Trouble. A typical sort, brash, cocky, a thief too. Though Aden didn't arrest her often, she was the type who needed a few discounts here or there, and it was usually harmless; though, she did like to play a game now and again, and spotting her snatching the purse out of the window, Aden rolled his eyes and made his way towards her.

"What the fuck do you need a purse for? You don't have any money, case-in point, you're stealing a fucking purse," moving up next to her as he walked, taking a bite out of his pretzel, "Or did you think no one was watching?"