<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7f/Ibuki_eyes.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Heini (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=231826.msg11399165#msg11399165)<br/><strong>Element :</strong>火 Fire<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Market Place about the same time.<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Li Shin & The Wardens (Sounds like a good name for a 60s band).<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Hey You!" Heini looked around, but the cry was not, for a change, directed at her. It was, however the only name she had ever known, and so she tended to react if anyone called it. She shrugged inwardly and moved on, making her way through the crowded market place. A middle aged man waddled in front of her, his purse tied securely to his belt, chinking a little as it moved on his hip. She turned away. The impact of the purse on the hip was not being noticed, but it's sudden absence would be. A man stood at a baker's stall, haggling over a purchase. He picked his purse from his belt, tipped some coins out and handed them to the merchant, thente tied the string that held the small leather bag in place.<br/><br/>Heini's small sharp blade was in her hand instantly. The movement was swift, and indiscernible to the eye as she slipped up to the stall beside the man who was accepting his purchase and turning away. The blade severed the chord as though it wasn't there, and the purse dropped into heini's hand, disappeared into a pocket sewn into the inside of her cloak. She eyed the baker's wares hungrily.<br/><br/>"Hey, you!"<br/><br/>She looked up into the baker's eyes, "Yes sir?"<br/><br/>"You have coin? If not, bugger off!"<br/><br/>She shrugged, staggered slightly as someone shoved against her from behind. "Sorry Sir." She walked away slowly, mingling with the crowd. Only when she was well out of sight of the baker's stall did her hand slip back out of the sleeve of her robe, with a small, crusty roll in it. She smiled and began eating the roll. It was warm and tasted divine. She had just finished it when movement caught her eye. Polearms, weaving their way into the crowd, splitting up, spreading out. Where the wardens were, there would be...<br/><br/>Ah yes. The young thief caught sight of the silver-white hair of the judge. Just a glimpse and she was gone, lost in the crowd. Heini grinned. So, the game was afoot! She giggled softly and pretended to be interested in a bolt of cloth as one of the wardens walked past. A pocket on his tunic bulged, and the young woman allowed herself a smirk. Never one to refuse a challenge she casually walked up behind the warden, making sure that Li Shin was not in sight. Her hand slipped into the pocket so delicately, took a hold of the leather purse there and removed it as the man turned away to look towards a possible disturbance on the other side of the market.<br/><br/>She suppressed a laugh as the slim purse vanished into her own robe. Wardens were not well paid, apparently.<br/><br/>She moved away through the crowd. Another warden was in front of her, this one had a glitteringly bejewelled dagger poking out of a sheath on his left thigh. Heini brushed past him and his weapon vanished into her cloak, into a leather pouch she had made especially to hold sharper objects. Again she vanoshed into the crowd before the theft was noticed.<br/><br/>And then, suddenly, right in front of her, but facing the other way, was Li Shin herself. Heini blinked. Could she? Dare she? It would be the ultimate coup, to cut the purse of the judge! Heini sighed softly. She had to at least try. She began weaving through the crowd, following the white haired figure, working her way closer.