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Life on the streets

Tat
"Keep it on you for now."
He murmurs as he hooks the phone up to his laptop, his fingers fly across the keyboard as he begins the process if cracking the phone.

Life on the streets

Princess Mizuki said
Lea smiles. "Sorry to doubt you. Let's go find this guy so I can get his money and phone." She waits to see which direction they need to go in. "So how much money do you think he has on him?"

Tat
He chuckles softly
"He has exactly 476 dollars, and 38 cents. My work is down to the science Hun. "
He says with a soft chuckle

Keep Concealed

Tat
He stood behind the register, putting a cigarette in his mouth but not lighting it .
Today was rather busy, quite a few stressed auras could be seen.

Life on the streets

Tat
He chuckles softly
"You doubt me, and truly, it hurts."

Life on the streets

Tat
He clicks a few buttons on his phone
"He's on the first floor of the jaQue Gustov. An underpriced French buffet. Our target is 42, 5'7, and 196 pounds."
He shows her a picture of the mans profile
"You need to get his wallet, and his phone. Give me the phone the second you get back and I'll hook it up to be a lesser version of mine. It'll help with jobs."

Life on the streets

Tat
"No problem. I'm Tat by the way."
He says, wrapping his arm around her shoulders in a way that didn't come off as awkward

Life on the streets

Tat
He chuckled
"Never swipe a card honey, they get traced so fast it's sickening. And as for the target, I'll take 40%, you can take 60."
He chuckles, taking the cards and tossing them
"Guys like me only deal in cash."

Life on the streets

Tat
He chuckled softly
"Keep it, I've got plenty. And don't beat yourself up over it, everybody fucks up once in a while... Well, except for me."
He says, with a smile.
He removes a rather odd looking "smartphone" and opens it with a quick finger-scan, revealing a list of nearby servers and the IPs on those servers, as well as three sets of numbers by the adress. He clicks on a random IP and scrolls through lists of codes that make little to no sense to anyone but him
"I've got a target, want to put your skills to the test?"
He ask her, not looking away from the screen.

Life on the streets

Tat
He chuckled as he felt her pick his pocket, moving quickly to her side, putting his hand on the small of her back
"A piece of advise, people in your line of work shouldn't wear rings."
He whispered softly

Magic Academy Magic Wars

Tat
He sat in his usual beginning of year spot, the empty Attic of the school cathedral. He didn't have anyone to say goodbye to at his "home" and had left a few hours earlier than necessary, while everyone was sleeping so he could avoid an argument or anything of the likes breaking out. He knew what his mother and step-dad thought of him, and they jumped at the chance to remind him.

He opened a fresh pack of Marborol Reds and be out gone to his mouth, lighting it with the white zippo he had on him at all times. He hadn't always been a smoker, but he found out over the summer that nicotine eased his nerves and took the edge off. He took a long drag and inhaled, blowing it out slowly as he thumbed the filter, knocking off any excess ash.