The Immovable Object and the Unstoppable Force

Th young wizard felt like a slob, imagining he looked just as poorly as he felt. The mission he'd completed only an hour early involved rounding up pigs, so Tad had worn his active wear, prefering to get that dirty than his normal clothes. Thaddeus Windrift, despite his icky feelings, was enjoying the town of Magnolia, now that he had time to wander the streets rather than rushing through them like a mad man. The shops were generally quaint and a bit disheveled, but the products were beautifully crafted. A nice jacket, mostly maroon, but with gorgeous green highlights really caught his eye. He was a little short on cash, hence the mission of recollecting a farmer's pigs, but with the payment he just received and a little bit of haggling, Tad thought he could probably swing the purchase of the jacket.

The sweaty fellow took the jacket off the hanger before placing it onto his own body. As usual with clothes, Tad's lanky arms were a bit too long compared to the arms of the jacket. It was something he was used to and didn't really mind as it gave his wrists a little room to breathe. In a way, he appreciated the look with a jacket that didn't completely cover the sleeves of his shirt. Tad was perusing some more items, feeling out the jacket when a lady walked up to him.

"Are you gonna pay for that jacket?" her tone indicating that she had already made her mind up about Tad and his intentions.

"This one?" Tad asked, flicking one that was still on a hanger with his hand. "I had no intention of paying for this one mam, but I also had little intent to take it home with me, so all in all, the chances of me stealing it are relatively low, right?" The smile on his face was somehow reassuring and not at all condescending.

"I meant the one you're wearing, bub."

"This one?!" Tad said, spinning around 360 degrees while holding the jacket out as he spun. Once he returned to facing the woman, he looked down at the tag. "Weeeell..." he started, drawing the word out. "That depends on you, specifically whether or not you and I can come to some sort of agreement on a price that is substantially lower than the one you've got listed on the tag." He flicked the tag as he mentioned it before stepping closer and placing his hand on the woman's shoulder. He felt completely at ease placing his hand on the woman and meant it as a show of good faith.

The woman, however, stepped back, allowing Tad's hand to fall from her shoulder. "I've heard enough out of you, get out of here right now!' The shop owner pointed to the door before bringing her finger back to herself and pointing at the door again, but this time with considerably more earnest than the first time.

"If you insist!" Tad exclaimed, quickly turning towards the door. He was fully aware that he still had the jacket on, but she'd told him to leave. He was just complying with her directions, so he was completely faultless in this endeavor.

"Hey!" The owner realized that he intended to leave without taking the jacket off. "Come back here! That's..." she trailed off as the young wizard was already through the doorway. She rushed to the door, slinging it open and screaming "THAT MAN STO..." once again the woman trailed off.

She looked down, to find Tad a crumpled mess on the ground and another young man standing in front of him. It was apparent to her that the would-be thief had run out the door so quickly and collided into this other man. She giggled a little before repeating her question: "Are you gonna pay for that jacket?"

Tad wasn't surprised that there were legs in front of him, rather than a toppled individual like himself. He, physically speaking, was a lanky guy who lacked a lot of muscles. With older brothers, he was used to finding himself on the ground, no matter how much energy he'd put into toppling the other person, when physical confrontations occurred. His eyes slid up the body, seeing a track suit which seemed particularly out of place when compared with the outfits of everyone else. Of course, it wasn't too dissimilar to Tad's own yellow outfit, though his was more revealing. It was then that the shop owner sneered at him and asked about paying. Tad paid her no mind, mostly cause his eyes were still affixed to the man standing in front of him and his brain was more interested in the specimen within that track suit. As Tad's eyes made it to the man's face, he realized three things almost at the same time: Sojiro was handsome, he wore glasses, and he was roughly the same age as Tad.

Hearing Sojiro's words pushed Tad into action, quickly jumping to his feet. Tad spoke "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm just a young submissive boy who does what I'm told by my elders." His eyes flashed over to the lady as his body began removing the jacket he was wearing. "I was just trying this fancy jacket on, you see," he said as he removed it and handed back to the woman, whose anger was visibly growing as Tad spoke. "And she came over and yelled at me to get out. I followed her instructions, but ran into you on my way out." He stepped closer to Sojiro and placed his hand on Sojiro's forearm. "You're a very sturdy and handsome man, by the way, but I had no intention of stealing this woman's coat."

The woman simply scoffed before taking her item back inside, dusting it off as she did so. The door closed behind her. "Good riddance, I say," Tad responded to the woman's departure. "Now that we're alone..." his voice trailed off as Tad's hand slid up Sojiro's arm to his bicep, squeezing a little. "What should we do?" Tad's eyes made a suggestive movement as his mouth turned into a slight grin.