i'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me
Back at it again. As always. Keyes and Hyperion were regulars now, which meant more risk at being caught or recognized. Generally he was small and sneaky enough to go unnoticed, but the wings posed a problem. Once he was seen, he stood out no matter how underdressed he'd come.
So he'd been playing it safer now, planning his liberations of property with more thought put into them. Hyperion was being utilized far more often, the mongoose was the perfect partner in crime. As he leaned against a door frame near a small street market, the small creature sat draped around his neck, playing the part of the scarf but ever alert. The imp couldn't be blamed for all his steals, his companion was just as crafty as he and always looking for something shiny.
Sunjata
So he'd been playing it safer now, planning his liberations of property with more thought put into them. Hyperion was being utilized far more often, the mongoose was the perfect partner in crime. As he leaned against a door frame near a small street market, the small creature sat draped around his neck, playing the part of the scarf but ever alert. The imp couldn't be blamed for all his steals, his companion was just as crafty as he and always looking for something shiny.
Sunjata
KEYES
