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☤ – with a large, bleeding wound
It wasn’t often that someone like Snake managed to hit him, but when he did succeed, it hurt.
“Damn it…. Why couldn’t it have hit the jewel like they normally do?”
Kid pressed a hand tightly to his side, the white suit and gloves already heavily stained with blood. A shot of pain spiked with every breath. He was slowly making his way past some trees when he noticed a small chapel. The thief hesitated for a few minutes. It wouldn’t really feel right to enter such a place as he was…. but he did need a small reprieve….
Silently, he slid inside, taking a moment to close his eyes, leaning on the wall just beside the door.
The ponytailed female had just arrived mere minutes from her heist, done with her duties for the night. Careful gloves merged the colorful inflated items back into the inky hat, aware of the curious eyes of the nearby neighbours. It was enough of a spectaqcle to fly throughout the sky in those balloons.
Yet, those teal orbs didn’t expect to catch the unusual , frightening appearance she was to be bestowed upon , at such late hours, expression fully covered of shock. But those white vests were too noticeable for her to let it skip, without further awareness of purpose , inside this holy structure.
They certainly were there in pure innocence. She had no other option but to try and help.
Still in her shading garments, the thief kneeled down, in a rushing aid to the injured male. It was a clean shot. Whoever made it, was fully intentioned. How awful. And they sure have inflicted a harsh pain.
There was no time to hesitate. But within those shoes, to whom should she head to, knowing their current condition? it was with no good eyes that a mere civillian would help them.
” …. You’re bleeding a lot! Who did this to you? “
The thief tensed when he heard someone approaching, but he didn’t remain like that for too long once he saw who they were.
“Ah… just some who don’t really approve of my job, ojou-san.”
He tried to play it off as though the wound wasn’t as bad as it seemed, but a dizziness was starting to set in and he was looking quite pale.
“Do you happen to have a phone on you? I know someone who can come help, but I don’t carry one during my heists…”
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