At 2013-09-28 11:48:37, TheHangedMan (uid: 12227) rolls: 1d100 Result: 66 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=50489)<br/>He frowned when it didn't seem to work the way he had wanted it to.  Was something goofing him up? or someone? And, even besides that point, he could now hear, in the distance, the sound of sirens. Police. That really didn't sit well with him.<br/><br/>While staying as cool and calm as he possibly could, he would leave from the house, choosing to forego trying to get his things. In his mind, those sirens spelled disaster for him. Maybe he was just being his usual, fearful self, and maybe he'd curse himself for it later on, but for the time being, he decided he had to get away.<br/><br/>So, he would try and get out of the neighborhood, by casually cutting through some other neighbors yards; choosing a path that did not involve fences getting in his way, dogs taking exception to his presence, and which would keep him as out of sight from the street as he could. This would not be the first time he's taken an indirect route; and while he wasn't planning to go to school, he was heading in the general direction he took to get there. It would give him plausible deniability, he figured.