Spy: Criminal Watch! [Solo/Private]

Job info:

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Peasants. Peasants everywhere.

Such was the thought coursing through Thanan's mind when he was approached for the job. He had been told that there was a potential thief in the midst of Oak Town. Not that the boy was particularly surprised; he didn't like the Oak Town residents very much. But to resort to lousy thievery was a new low.

Still, he didn't want to jump to any conclusions. He had accepted the job of tailing the mysterious man, not actively attacking him. His paycheck didn't extend that far, after all.

"Should be about time..."

Thanan peered out into the town square and saw a very diverse and colorful crowd of people. However, he would definitely need to move closer to single out his target. He looked up, and saw the clouds darkening up above. Sighing, he pulled the hood over his face, succeeding to cover most of himself in his clothing.

Why does this always end up happening?

With that single thought, as if on cue, it began to drizzle. Slowly for now, but it was apparent that it would pick up in the near future.

"Like a magnet for rain or something..." he muttered.

He looked around and saw disdain on the face of others as well. The weather was not welcome by any means.

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Post 1

WC: 217

He didn't see anyone with the description for the man. All he saw were the common rabble, going about the markets undoubtedly set up around the square. Loud and bustling, no one was in a rush to pack up their shops just over a little cloud water.

There was even a weapon shop advertising "strong equipment for the hardy adventurer". It piqued Thanan's interest, but as he walked over to see what was for sale, he noticed something in his peripheral vision.

Turning his head, his suspicions were confirmed. There, moving for the middle of the town square, was a man in a black cloak from head to toe. Very little could be seen of this man, but he walked as if he had no purpose in life. The man gave glances every now and again from every which way, but didn't seem particularly anxious. Thanan grinned.

"Gotcha," he muttered.

But as he approached, the man also moved as if he knew he was being watched. He made his way slowly and eerily for a pawn shop of sorts and began to curiously observe the items for display.

The shopkeeper gave him a concerned look given how the man was dressed, but didn't speak up about it.

Thanan was using the cover of the bustling crowd to mask himself, still able to get a good look at what was happening.

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Post 2

WC: 230

"Is this item for sale, by chance...?" the cloaked man questioned, pointing at a certain grey colored Lacrima.

His voice was deep and gruff, lacking fear. Lacking passion. Lacking emotion at all, as a matter of fact. And as the drizzle of rain became a more frequent bombardment, he gave little care as his clothing became soaked. It was as if all feeling had been drained from him.

So weird...

The shopkeeper responded to the man with a head shake.

"No, sir. That has been reserved by another patron of my shop. If we get more in I can let you know, if you'd like?"

The cloaked man remained silent for a moment before nodding his head and turning away. However, as he walked away and another customer began to browse the shop, the man flicked his wrist subtly and the Lacrima flew into his hand as if magnetized. No one seemed to notice, the shopkeeper too busy attending to other customers and the crowd hiding anything obvious. Thanan caught it however, as he had kept his eyes on the man the whole time.

Already there's a crime to put him away for. But, let's see what else happens first...

As the man began to move among the crowd, Thanan found it hard to keep track of him.

Move, people, move...!

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Post 3

WC: 203