Chapter 37: The Steal Circle (1/2)
"The Millennium Falcon was stolen Six times and now Han is there to complete the steal circle"
(The Rift, Morning)
Courier: Ah, finally got this courier job.
Courier: Can't believe no one wanted this job, its so easy.
Courier: and with the war over hopefully the roads will be safer
Courier: Met a thief every day with those idiots constantly fighting.
Courier: Though i think i've been attacked by bears more.
*Sound of sword being gripped*
Courier: Maybe i could ask the Dawnguard for some we-
???: Don't move!
Courier: Ah!
Courier: W-what?
???: Don't turn around either.
???: Drop your backpack.
Courier: But i can't i-
Sylvia: Now!
Courier: O-Okay.
Courier: N-Now w-
Sylvia: I said not to face me!
Courier: Y-Yes mam
Sylvia: Good, Now i want you to run.
Sylvia: and never turn back.
Courier: Argh.
*running sound*
Courier: I'm so fired, on my first day too.
Courier: this sucks.
Sylvia: Well.
Sylvia: That was much easier than last time.
Sylvia: So what little goodies have i got today.
Sylvia: Oh, jewelry.
Sylvia: These will fetch a nice price.
Sylvia: Lets just put you beauties back in the bag.
*putting on backpack*
Sylvia: there we go
Sylvia: Okay.
Sylvia: Back to Riften.
(2 hours later)
Sylvia: Woo.
Sylvia: Almost there.
Sylvia: MMMMM
Sylvia: All this walking makes me tired though.
Sylvia: Hmmm.
Sylvia: Maybe a rest wouldn't hurt.
Sylvia: No one's around, yeah i'll just take a short nap.
Sylvia: There we go.
Sylvia: keep my sword close to me.
*sitting on grass*
Sylvia: Ahhh.
Sylvia: I don't think anyone will come around.
Sylvia: Should be fi*yawn* to rest
Sylvia: For maybe an hour or two.
Sylvia: Yeah...
*snoozing sounds*
(10 minutes later)
*Sound of wind blowing through trees*
*sound of footsteps*
Khajit: *heavy breathing* Gods Khajit finally got away
Khajit: Khajit thinks stealing from a noble is harder than he realized.
Khajit: He should keep going befor-! Oh.
Khajit: What's this?
Khajit: That one is sleeping unprotected
Khajit: Perfect prey for this one.
*Silent footsteps*
Khajit: *whispering* Oh.
Khajit: *whispering*This one has a nice body.
Khajit: *whispering*No bra, Khajit likes.
Khajit: *whispering*Lets see if this one has anything valuable.
Khajit: *whispering* Bone sword, hah, only fool would use or buy bone. Clothes too skimpy.
Khajit: *whispering* Lets see what's in her bag
Khajit: *whispering* Very nice.
Khajit: *whispering* this one will make a small profit in Riften.
*Sound of putting on backpack*
Khajit: *whispering* there we go.
Khajit: *whispering* all mine now.
Khajit: *whispering* Khajit thanks this one for her jewelry.
Khajit: *whispering* This one is such a fool for lying out in the open, Khajit never been stolen in such a stupid way.
Khajit: *whispering* Hmmm.
Khajit: *whispering* Khajit will take something to remember you by
*Sound of clothes rustling*
(1 hour later)
Sylvia: Mmmmm.
Sylvia: Ahhh.
Sylvia: That was a great nap.
Sylvia: Alright time to continue on and sell t-
Sylvia: MY GOODS!!!
Sylvia: What the fuck! Gods dammit i was stolen from again!
Sylvia: AND....they didn't take my sword or dagger....strange?
Sylvia: Well whatever.
*sound of sword being grabbed*
*sound of sword being sheathed*
Sylvia: Time to find this asshole and teach him a lesson.
*walking*
Sylvia: I'll cut his fingers off
Sylvia: That'll sh-
*Sudden stop*
*Sound of wind blowing*
*Sound of Sylvia grabbing butt*
Sylvia: They didn't want my sword, nor my dagger.
Sylvia: But instead they took.
Sylvia: My fucking panties again.
*Loud sigh*
Sylvia: ......
Sylvia: Fuck panty thieves.
(Meanwhile)
*Khajit Laughing*
Khajit: That went so well, now Khajit can buy home he wants.
Khajit: and sniff the panties of a cute Imperial girl.
Khajit: Today is a great d-
Commoner: Excuse me!
Khajit: What do you want! Khajit has no time for you.
Commoner: Sorry i'm a little lost.
Commoner: Could you tell me the way to Ivarstead?
Khajit: Ivarstead well
Khajit: This one is going in the right direction.
Khajit: Keep going West till this one sees the mountains are a lot closer.
Khajit: Then you head north, then west again.
Commoner: Any dangers.
Khajit: Yes, many bears are on the road, along with trolls
Khajit: But you could easily outrun them.
Khajit: Also bandits, but they aren't around as much.
Commoner: I see, thank you very much.
Commoner: You were very helpful, hopefully we never see each other again.
*running*
Khajiit: Sure i, wait what do you mean by never see each other?
Khajiit: Well whatever not my problem, time to go to riften and sell..
Khajit: .why is this one feel draft-!
Khajit: BY THE GODS THIS ONES CLOTHES ARE GONE!!!
Khajit: That cunt, she dare make a fool of-
Khajit: This one.
Khajit: FUCK!!!
Part 2: http://www.loverslab.com/blog/407/entry-5003-chapter-37-the-steal-circle-22/
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