Recent content by RaspberryJam

Marth looked at Vi and Noah, following Vi anxiously to the side of the roof. Gazing upon the commotion of what seemed like the entire city gathered in one place, Marths' heart started to beat faster. He started fiddling with his hands to take the attention away from his breathing which had...

Marth applied the correct warning signal, his panic soothing as soon as he heard and saw the group clamoring out of the apartment. He gazed upon the many trinkets and exciting items which they had acquired. He wanted desperately to start looking at each item in close detail but was brought back...

Marth gripped the drainpipe, scaling up the dense maze of houses. He felt like his breathing has stopped, and only after he had scaled up to the rooftops and seen the elf scrambled on the ground, had he let out a large breath. He picked up a steady pace to give himself a break from the constant...

Marth had gotten a chance to breathe after his nimble escape. For the moment. A city dweller elf had cornered him, blocking his path from the other side of another alley that he had slipped into. Marth was getting worn out by all the groceries he had been hauling even if most of the contents had...

One of the men had begun giving Marth chase. Marth attempted to slow his pace slightly to give the man the impression that he was almost about to catch him, prompting him to chase him further. He ducked behind a corner to continue his chase before finding out the elf had stopped running. "Damn...

It had been a while since the rest of the group had descended into the apartment. Marth had succumbed to minor boredom, impatientness rising. He had taken a rather comfortable position, hanging and moving his feet off the edge of the roof. Eventually, he had given up attempts to entertain...

Marth crained his neck as far as he could, desperate to see inside the dusty attic. Even a little collection of trinkets and expensive furniture would have satisfied his adventuristic desires. Disappointed in the lack of a proper view he took a step back. Defeated, he plopped down onto the...

Marth watched Violet effortlessly cross the zipline while worriedly giving Axise a smile of encouragement. "I'm definitely gonna spend most of my share on food, no question. I'm going to try anything and everything there is to offer. The leftovers, I'll spend on a nice pair of boots or a...

"Don't scream," Noah warned. Marth nodded hastily as Noah wooshed to the other side on the zipline. Marth took steps forward, near the edge, eyes following Noah gliding across effortlessly. He shook his wrists, arms, and ankles one last time to discard any nervous energy. He awaited Noah's...

Marth glanced over the rooftop, the gentle morning breeze rustling his tangled hair. He found himself constantly finding new details about his surroundings in the city which he had never come across in the slums. Everything was neat, tidy, and organized but still stylish and filled to the brim...

Marth followed along the familiar path leading to the warehouse, a childlike giddiness still residing in him, thinking about the heist. He could say he was excited but that would be an understatement to the fun he knew he would have to rummage around during the heist. Marth wasn't that bothered...

Marths eyes widened at the sight of the gold. He had never fathomed owning or even hearing the sweet jingle of the metal right in front of him. And there it was. He bet he could have fit around 2 in each pocket if he tried hard enough. Marth didn't care much for money, but since the group...

Marth kept breaking in and out of the conversation. He wasn't allowed to touch anything in the room, but no one said he couldn't look. He took the opportunity to investigate with his eyes. His eyes eventually traveled to the elves and goblins. He didn't usually see goblins, they were supposed to...

Marth only ever slowed his step when in deep ponder of the world around him. He wanted to witness every little detail possible. And the office was a sight to behold in his eyes. All of the little shiny objects he saw, some familiar some foreign. He wanted to go examine all of the little doodads...

Marth lugged along in Noah's grasp, rather unfazed and in acceptance of the rather normal practice. He was so absorbed in the peculiarities of the black market city, eager to lay his eyes on anything and anyone. Others would have found the creepy aesthetic of the city suspicious all the while...