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[color=BC8DBF]Word Count: 906 (+2 exp)
[u]Level[/u]: [b]4[/b] - [u]Total EXP[/u]: 40/40
[b]Location[/b]: Edinburgh MagikaPolis - Nyakuza Metro[/color]
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Arriving at the area brightly lit in purple, Therion was pleased to find that it was indeed the station serving the Purple Line. The ticket booth, which he did not directly approach, was busy - but it wasn't so crowded that he couldn't see the cost of a pass. Ten pons. He stuck a hand into his bag and felt around the orbs inside where they sat with the other valuable-looking currencies he'd picked up. He currently had five pons. [i]Halfway there,[/i] he mused.

Therion glanced back the way he'd come, out over the main atrium and above where most of the pons he'd collected had been. Even now he could spot a couple of them, out of the way and waiting for some acrobat to grab them. He could go get the other half that he needed, it would take some more searching but he could do it.

Or.

He was already here at the station, surrounding by cats, cat-people, and people-people that all had their own passes already. There was nothing stopping him from just grabbing one of those. Stealing was kind of his thing anyway, it wasn't something he was ashamed of or anything. He'd had to do what he did to survive. The only thing shameful in his opinion was getting caught, though he was much too good for that to happen. As if on queue the shackle around his wrist brushed against the hilt of his short sword, reminding the Traveler of it's presence. He frowned. [i]...again. Too good for it to happen [b]again[/b].[/i]

Therion left the station, getting into the line for one of the many restaurant stalls around the area to kill time while he thought. He was a professional, but when push came to shove he wasn't above pick-pocketing. He was good at that too, it was pretty much the first thing any thieving street urchin learned to do. The easiest marks were people in an unfamiliar environment. Because that included Therion himself, it would make it a bit harder to identify someone - especially because it couldn't be someone brand new to the place like he was. It needed to be someone with a pass already, but one they didn't use often. Tourists, newcomers, they all tended to act a certain way. He couldn't imagine it would be much different in this futuristic place than it was back in his world, so he just had to keep his eyes peeled for someone like that, with his goal in their hand. Now that [i]who[/i] to target was decided, it was time to move on to [i]when[/i] to strike. 

He spent the time in the line observing people come and going from the purple station. Eventually he made it to the front of the food stall, and though he hadn't intended to buy anything he ended up ordering [url=https://j-img.game8.co/5890573/36717787f779834c575b27020b544374.png/show]something[/url] for appearance's sake. A weird food, hand-held packed rice wrapped in some kind of dried leaf. He made his way back to the station proper as he munched on it. He'd decided that the best time would be when a train had just dropped off passengers. Their station passes would be in their hand as they moved, and they would put them away as they walked into the main area. Since they wouldn't be looking for the pass after that, quite the opposite in fact, it would take a bit to notice it was missing. 

Right on time, the speaker sounded from inside the station area announcing the arrival of another train. Therion quickened his steps, and as the passengers spilled out from behind the pass-only section and into the atrium, the thief sharpened his eyes.

There, he spotted [url=https://i.ibb.co/TmFqbkG/mario-kart-tour-8217-s-cat-tour-now-live-features-cat-peach-and-cat-blue-toad-UUI-u-Rl-CFl4.png]them[/url]. The perfect mark. A short little man wearing a cat costume (Therion was not about to question why, it was just another weird thing in the world), and the most oblivious expression on their face. They were oooing and aaahing as they swiveled their head, taking in the sights of the Metro. Therion would have thought they were completely new, if not for the purple card they held in their hand. Swiftly, Therion moved with the other people heading into the station, and he brushed hard by the toad just as they were moving to put their pass away. It took less than a second.

[color=BC8DBF]"Train to catch,"[/color] he muttered, slipping the pass from the toad's loosened grip and into his shawl. To his amusement the guy actually apologized to him, unaware of what had just happened. "Oof, sorry! Safe travels!" They said, the voice grating but tone genuinely apologetic. The toad went on their way, and Therion did too - hustling right past the ticket booth where he produced the pass from his opposite hand, showing it to the clerk before going in. Once inside he stowed the pass safely away, took a lap around to check it out, then walked right back out. Making a beeline for the kiosk where the Seekers had separated from, he arrived to find he was one of the first to be back. It made sense, stealing some poor sap's pass did end up being way faster than going to get five more pons would have been.

[color=BC8DBF]"I got a pass to the Purple Line,"[/color] he told the group once more of them found their way back. [color=BC8DBF]"If we're doing this whole team thing, I could show a couple of you where the ticket booth is."[/color]