<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/dy2egH8.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clio Dewalt</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Roaming Faire Child Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Traveling Seeker of Eldest Knowledge Invoked</strong>: [ ]<br/><strong>Metal Weaving Child of the Forge Invoked</strong> [ ]<br/><br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Bruised <br/>[ ] Injured<br/>[ ] Maimed<br/>[ ] Taken Out<br/><br/><strong>Conditions:</strong><br/></div></div></div></div><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria to Outside<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>All<br/><hr/><br/>Clio bobbed her head in a nod as she pointed at JD, a grin curling her lips. "See that's what we needed to know. One that takes as he finds them as opposed to one that sneaks into rooms and snags as the occupants shower or something makes all the difference." Her roaming pauses as she tugs out a battered phone and trades numbers with the others before continuing on as plotted.<br/><br/>With just a short pause to stare in shock at the bullshit Namira had found herself in. She'd started stomping her way towards the commotion only to stop as Namira deftly handled the idiots and walked off.<br/><br/>While waiting on JD's text she gathered up a few sticks and with some wire cobbled together some of the crappiest throwing toys anyone had seen. Horridly balanced and liable to shatter on hitting anything they'd last just enough to help corner the thief. As the ding hit she moved to the spot and hid best as she could. Luckily for them the wait was short as the thief came for more and then it was running and chasing. A chase that ended with JD standing over the thief and faculty demanding answers. Straightening up she snaps off a poor salute attempt before shrugging, a side glance tossed at the odd gun in JD's hands. "Clio Dewalt. Student. Chasing a thief. Least attempting anyways."<br/><br/>