Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170606021133/@comment-29194274-20170610170108

A young teenage girl in the city is looking around, a bag thrown over her shoulder. She spots a few members of the local police and runs into the nearby busy market center. "Sorry, excuse me, sorry, coming through, sorry!" She says as she weaves through the crowd, leaving the police lost.

In the crowd a girl the same age as the theif spots the theif. "Huh?" The girl whom she has spotted has a bandage wrapped around her hand and what looks like teal leaking through it. ''It's a mutant! If the police catch her they'll figure out she's one. She can't be older then I am. We could have been friends under different circumstances. . .'' The girl knows what she must do now. "Hey, hey, the theif went that way!" She points out to the streets, watching as the police head out that way, turning to see the theif didappearing into the crowd once more.