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Post by Tekka King on Feb 7, 2013 22:13:02 GMT -5
Tekka sauntered pleasantly through the crowd of the arena. This was one of her less-often-used stomping grounds for pickpocketing and theft, simply because there were the occasional attentive guard. But this was her territory, so really, she could just claim it as a Tora-enforced entrance fee.
Although she hadn't really HAD to use that excuse yet today. As a matter of fact, her sticky fingers were going largely unnoticed by the general populace. Whatever the event was that was going on in the arena today (it sounded like a play) was drawing plenty of attention. She'd probably have to slip out at intermission or risk being found out, but good gravy was it nice to stock up on her funds.
She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the approaching footsteps from around the corner in front of her.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 7, 2013 22:47:31 GMT -5
To be perfectly honest, Mitsuo had never been a places like this, nor the events that typically occupied them. But she was here on work-related matters, so it couldn't be helped. Thankfully here questions had all been asked and answered in a manner that satisfied her... at least for the time being. The detective quietly stewed over her answers as she wove through the crowd, so deep in thought that she almost missed the small bought of thievery that had taken place right in front of her.
Almost.
Mitsuo was nothig if not perceptive (one had to in her line of work), so it wasn't hard to see the short blonde girl snatching people's wallets. The Tora mentally sighed. Honestly, couldn't people find something legal to do with their time?
The dark haired teen halted behind the shorter girl and crossed her arms, one eyebrow cocked in pure skepticism. "Pickpocketing seems like a rather risky past-time in a place like this, wouldn't you agree?"
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 7, 2013 23:01:44 GMT -5
Tekka blinked as the footsteps caught up and a voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Looked like SOMEONE had noticed. Ah well, it was only a matter of time these days. Sometimes Tekka thought she was losing her touch.
Or maybe she just didn't know when to quit, it could just as easily have been that.
Instead of freezing or bolting like she was sure the other expected (because hey, that's what everyone seemed to expect from a teenaged girl to do for some reason) she turned around and flashed a grin. "Tora territory," She replied with a laugh. "Only counts as real risk if the Tora clan's the one getting stolen from." Well... most of the time that was the rule.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 7, 2013 23:15:43 GMT -5
Mitsuo's eyebrows rose. "I'm not entirely convinced that's an offical rule," she stated rather cooly. However, it wasn't as if she was going to put this girl in handcuffs and drag her down to the station. She was above dealing with petty theivery and, in any case, it wasn't her department. Ergo, not her problem. "However, seeing as I also lack substaitial evidence with which to refute your claim... I'll over look it." She adjused her glasses before adding, "Although other people may not be so forgiving."
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 9, 2013 1:20:37 GMT -5
"Overlook it?" The non-thief Tora was gifted with a smirk and a laugh. "But you're what, twelve?" Not that a twelve year old could get INTO the clans, but whatever. "And it wouldn't be the first time someone took a fancy to stealing my stolen goods..." Or was hell-bent on reclaiming them, as Locke had demonstrated oh-so-long ago.
She shook her head. "But now that we're here and talking and in the same clan, can I getcher name?" Tekka's grin was in the megawatt levels at the moment, and it was evident that no officer nor threat of the law would destroy her jubilation.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 9, 2013 15:38:13 GMT -5
Mitsuo regarded her clanmate with slightly narrowed eyes. She decided to let the insult aimed at her young appearance slide for now. This girl wouldn't have been the first to make such jabs.
"Mitsuo," the dark haired Tora murmured coolly. "And you are...?"
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 9, 2013 19:00:47 GMT -5
Tekka's hat was swiped from her head and swished downward into a stage-bow. "Tekka, Tekka King." She replied before standing back up and replacing her hat with a flourish. She stuck out her hand. "Nice to meet you!" She laughed out, perky and friendly as per usual.
Besides, the habit of keeping one of her guns on hand at all times hadn't faded, so if there were to be trouble, she shouldn't have much to worry about.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 9, 2013 19:19:46 GMT -5
There was a half-second of hesitation before Mitsuo shook the other Tora's hand. "Likewise, Miss King." She quietly looked over the blonde standing before her, painfully aware of the awkward silence that came with it. Mitsuo had never claimed to be a master conversationalist, and rightly so.
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 9, 2013 19:44:42 GMT -5
Tekka's grin grew and the switched her hold on the other blond's arm to start dragging her newfound companion down the halls. "By the way," She started to ask, blunt as ever as her smile dropped to something a little more serious. "are you a guy or gal, you're tripping me up a little here." Mitsuo was a bit of an ambiguous name by her own standards, so she felt it good to ask.
"And before you ask where we're going, I'm kidnapping you to help me investigate all the goings-on backstage." The grin was flashed again, set to its most charming and disarming.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 9, 2013 19:57:08 GMT -5
To say Mitsuo was flustered would be a dramatic understatement. A few unintelligable noises escaped her mouth (in a seemingly higher octave than her voice had been before) before she clamped it shut, returning to her normal, cool demeanor.
No one had er bothered to ask her so directly about her gender, so she wasn't really sure whether to lie, brush off the question, or state the not-so-obvious. But she didn't really have a concrete reason to lie, so... "I'm female, for your information," she muttered, forcing her voice back down to its normal (albeit artifacal) graveliness.
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 9, 2013 20:09:06 GMT -5
Tekka grinned as her hunch was confirmed. "Thought so! You were either a girl or a really young guy, and with the age-restrictions for clans I thought you might be. So how old ARE you, then?" Probably around Tekka's own age... perhaps a little older? It was hard to tell sometimes.
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 9, 2013 20:32:31 GMT -5
Wasn't the age restriction thirteen? Did she really look THAT young? No wonder no one at work can take me seriously, Mitsuo thought with a sigh. But she'd rather deal with that than sexism. After all, she would always get older, but being a girl wasn't something one could just grow out of.
"Seventeen," she answered rather hastily. Why was she following this girl again?
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 9, 2013 21:57:04 GMT -5
Tekka whistled. "Well damn, beat me by like, two years..." give or take, who knew what was the date of Mitsuo's BIRTH. She then laughed. "Guess that means you know how old I am too." She released the elder girl's arm to peer around the corner of one of the corridors toward the storage areas. She hadn't been back there for a while, last time she had there had been so much candy she had been on a month-long sugar-high.
Good times... Good times that warranted another visit!
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Post by Mitsuo Hara on Feb 9, 2013 22:17:04 GMT -5
Mitsuo ignored Tekka's observations and instead took in their surroundings. Her eyes darted around, taking in all the fine details. "Is it alright for us to be back here?" She had stopped questioning why she had gone along with the blonde in the first place and replaced them with other concerns. It wasn't as if Mitsuo hadn't gone into places she technically wasn't allowed to, but usually not when it came to things other than work.
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Post by Tekka King on Feb 17, 2013 0:03:48 GMT -5
Tekka flashed her teeth in a grin. "Probably not," she chirped before slipping around the the corner. "Guard's either on break or swapping, we're clear." She was speaking quietly, but the excitement in her voice was clear. "C'mon!" The hushed interjection was followed by the blond skittering for the door, beckoning the other girl to follow her over. Sweet sugary delight, here they came!
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