Dec 22, 2020 14:07:00 GMT -5
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What a hell of a month. Kieran wished he could be back in Texas, sitting on his front porch, drinking his coffee, and staring out into the city that was ahead of him. The city of hope, food, people going to and from work, but this is not what the world was anymore, and it is because of GHNV-20. What a name for something that took his entire family. He hated this virus more than anything in the world right now, even more than he hated politicians.
When he left Texas, the city of Dallas was in chaos. He had to get away though, even though he knew that he was going right back to the same old chaos the virus had brought upon this world. There was no food in the grocery stores, and the thief knew that he could not stay in the same place that reminded him of the family he had lost.
He left a city that was in disarray, people attacking others, people climbing over one another to get a can of beans, but it was the last can of beans. Kieran had never seen anything like this before in his entire life, and he hoped that one day life would get back to normal, but he wasn’t sure that was ever going to happen again.
When he was younger, he learned to steal. He had perfected the art as a teenager, and he would only steal as much as he needed. He never stole anything he didn’t need, and his family lived well, but he refused to join the gangs, and he refused to steal above his own living limits. Kieran was a thief with a heart and only stole things that others truly needed.
As he stared upon Lethford City, he sighed. This was the same chaos he left in Texas, but he learned the streets, and the people who lived there. He knew that it was sooner than later that the military would intervene. People were in total disarray here too. Kieran knew that there were more people on the streets, where he lived, that truly needed medical care, and they couldn’t afford it.
Living in the shadows, it would be easy for Kieran to steal whatever medical supplies or food they would need. He then met Atlas. He was a con man from Seattle. He met him on the streets when he first moved to the city. They formed a plan to con some people out of the goods they had, and also conning hospital staff into sometimes giving them the medical supplies they needed. Kieran had order to the chaos he had brought to the neighborhood he was living in, and he did this all for the good of the people that he now considered his family.
He had to be careful, the murders and robberies that were going on around here were getting worse, and now the water supply that most used was contaminated. The military were doing home raids, and Kieran knew that it was only a matter of time before he and Atlas’s place was raided. If it was; he hid everything very well, but you never know.
Living anywhere in this city was dangerous now, but Kieran was right in the heart of danger. He robbed people, but not like some were getting robbed. The violence was not necessary, but he couldn’t do anything about that now. He thought of his friend AJ often. When he was taken to jail as a teenager, Kieran lost track of him. He had no idea if he was even alive.
The street ahead of him looked dark and dangerous, but most streets did in this city now. He could hear the people in the streets, it sounded like chaos was all around him. As he walked along the street, heading to the edge of the alleyway to meet Atlas there, he thought he saw someone who looked family. He appeared to be in uniform, but he shook his head dismissing the thought that AJ was here in the same city he was, a military man, no way the kid who was his criminal friend turned to the military, he laughed it off as he continued to walk, but in his mind, he knew that was the friend he knew long ago, would he notice him too?
What a hell of a month. Kieran wished he could be back in Texas, sitting on his front porch, drinking his coffee, and staring out into the city that was ahead of him. The city of hope, food, people going to and from work, but this is not what the world was anymore, and it is because of GHNV-20. What a name for something that took his entire family. He hated this virus more than anything in the world right now, even more than he hated politicians.
When he left Texas, the city of Dallas was in chaos. He had to get away though, even though he knew that he was going right back to the same old chaos the virus had brought upon this world. There was no food in the grocery stores, and the thief knew that he could not stay in the same place that reminded him of the family he had lost.
He left a city that was in disarray, people attacking others, people climbing over one another to get a can of beans, but it was the last can of beans. Kieran had never seen anything like this before in his entire life, and he hoped that one day life would get back to normal, but he wasn’t sure that was ever going to happen again.
When he was younger, he learned to steal. He had perfected the art as a teenager, and he would only steal as much as he needed. He never stole anything he didn’t need, and his family lived well, but he refused to join the gangs, and he refused to steal above his own living limits. Kieran was a thief with a heart and only stole things that others truly needed.
As he stared upon Lethford City, he sighed. This was the same chaos he left in Texas, but he learned the streets, and the people who lived there. He knew that it was sooner than later that the military would intervene. People were in total disarray here too. Kieran knew that there were more people on the streets, where he lived, that truly needed medical care, and they couldn’t afford it.
Living in the shadows, it would be easy for Kieran to steal whatever medical supplies or food they would need. He then met Atlas. He was a con man from Seattle. He met him on the streets when he first moved to the city. They formed a plan to con some people out of the goods they had, and also conning hospital staff into sometimes giving them the medical supplies they needed. Kieran had order to the chaos he had brought to the neighborhood he was living in, and he did this all for the good of the people that he now considered his family.
He had to be careful, the murders and robberies that were going on around here were getting worse, and now the water supply that most used was contaminated. The military were doing home raids, and Kieran knew that it was only a matter of time before he and Atlas’s place was raided. If it was; he hid everything very well, but you never know.
Living anywhere in this city was dangerous now, but Kieran was right in the heart of danger. He robbed people, but not like some were getting robbed. The violence was not necessary, but he couldn’t do anything about that now. He thought of his friend AJ often. When he was taken to jail as a teenager, Kieran lost track of him. He had no idea if he was even alive.
The street ahead of him looked dark and dangerous, but most streets did in this city now. He could hear the people in the streets, it sounded like chaos was all around him. As he walked along the street, heading to the edge of the alleyway to meet Atlas there, he thought he saw someone who looked family. He appeared to be in uniform, but he shook his head dismissing the thought that AJ was here in the same city he was, a military man, no way the kid who was his criminal friend turned to the military, he laughed it off as he continued to walk, but in his mind, he knew that was the friend he knew long ago, would he notice him too?
[attr="class","TAG"]AJ Meiks and Atlas Lei
