<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/9823781d-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Jordan-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Leo<br/>Age: 20<br/><br/>Leo was beyond starving. He needed food and he needed to steal some money in order to get it. However, he never targeted the same people twice when he pickpocketed. Or if he did there was many months between the pickpocketings. He did steal things on occasion to sell on the black market. He had to in order to survive. He had been doing this since he was twelve. It was how he survived. The best of the worst taught him how to survive. He couldn't get a job either because he had no true education. Didn't stop him because he had a fighting spirit that drove him to survive and not be pushed around. Not that he started fights as physically he wasn't built for such things.<br/><br/>He spotted a new target when he was walking. When they bumped into each other he snatched the wallet skillfully. Hence why people really shouldn't walk with their wallets in their back pockets. It was easily stolen that way. People should really have them in their front pockets. Its harder to swipe that way. He moved quickly and yiped when he was grabbed by the wrist. Struggling but the guys grip was tough. He just stared at him. Press charges? Really? He expected that to convince him to give it back??? He had been in jail and juvie since he was thirteen. Mostly the rare occasions when he was actually caught. Like now. He glared right back at Spike with a stubborn look.<br/><br/>Right about then his stomach decided to growl. He mentally hissed at it to shut up. "Yeah. I am. I ain't eaten since over a week ago." He said in a serious voice. He knew what this guy was thinking. Kitty sleeps all day and ate all day. Yeah right. That would be the boring life. "I'm starving hence I tried to steal your wallet." He smelled fish and his stomach growled again. Again he mentally told it to shut up. He just stared at him. The guy would feed him? What the hell was with this guy? He was the weirdest guy he had stolen from. Well tried to steal from.<br/><br/>"Yeah. I been living on the street. Its where I've had to live for eight years now." He said. Nobody wanted the kitty man. He arched an eyebrow as the man continued speaking. All he had to do was give back the wallet and he would get food and a place to sleep? This guy really was the weirdest he had ever tried to steal from. He moved and held out the wallet. "Okay. Here. Your wallet." He looked at Spike expectantly. "Name is Leo by the way. Whats yours?"