Jan 8, 2021 18:56:35 GMT -5
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What a hell of a day. The Texan stood on the dark streets and sighed heavily. He didn’t remember the last time he could stand on the streets at night and not fear getting beat up or even worse killed. Kieran was always on the alert, looking around, this is why he never traveled alone, especially on a job, he always brought Atlas with him.
He met Atlas when he moved to Lethford City from Dallas Texas. He didn’t know why he left Dallas, maybe it was the memories of losing his family to this virus, or perhaps every corner he turned he was thrown into some sort of sad memory of another time. He moved to Lethford perhaps because this was someplace new, a place he only knew this way.
Atlas told him very little about himself. He told him he was from Seattle and that was about it. Kieran was the thief and Atlas was the con man. Whenever he was actually caught taking something, Atlas would talk them out of it. But what Kieran preferred was Atlas distracting someone while he stole his supplies he needed for their neighborhood.
Most of the people on the streets, or whomever lived around them could not afford to go to the hospital, and they needed supplies. They all depended on Kieran to get those supplies for them and he took the job very seriously. He didn’t know if Atlas truly cared about the residents who were sick around them, but Kieran didn’t care if he cared, all he knew was he was a good team member for his criminal network.
Growing up in Dallas he learned quickly if he needed something, he had to take it. He never grew up with money, he was always poor, and he became a thief only out of necessity for his family. But he made a rule to himself. He only took what he needed, he never took any more or any less. This worked out very well for Kieran.
He had a system in Lethford City. He and Atlas mostly did jobs together, and this was the emergency room at the hospital, he knew he would need his right-hand man and con man with him. “We are going in and out of there quickly, you hear me?” He said to Atlas with a serious expression on his face. He didn’t want to stay in there any longer than he had to.
The supplies they needed were from the emergency room. Kieran hated taking things from the emergency room of the hospital, his greatest fear was to get caught stealing there. As he walked into the ER, he looked around. He and Atlas would just look like patients, and then perhaps slip through into a supply room. Usually certain medications were locked up, this annoyed Kieran, he usually used Atlas to get the keys if he needed them.
He assumed this place would be chaos, which was nothing new, the entire city was chaos. Kieran looked around already annoyed. He had a bad feeling about this, but he was so desperate he did not follow his gut feeling of telling him to just turn around and leave. “Do what you have to do” He said to Atlas as he slipped by the reception desk that was already busy and not that many people working there. That was the easy part, but getting past a certain room was the hardest thing to do.
The sounds of the hospital only reminded him of Dallas. He stayed in the hospital for days as he watched his family die. The chaos of Texas was here as well, just not the memories of a normal time. He assumed once upon a time Lethford City was normal like any other city before the virus, but not now. As he walked past the room, assuming Atlas was paying attention, he then walked into a staff only room. Starring at the supplies he needed; he grinned. Not realizing they walked past a room that someone was in and they could easily be seen. “Make this quick Atlas, let’s take what we need” He said softly as he opened up the cabinet and began taking supplies. This would not be a normal supply room, for once the master thief was about to be caught stealing.
What a hell of a day. The Texan stood on the dark streets and sighed heavily. He didn’t remember the last time he could stand on the streets at night and not fear getting beat up or even worse killed. Kieran was always on the alert, looking around, this is why he never traveled alone, especially on a job, he always brought Atlas with him.
He met Atlas when he moved to Lethford City from Dallas Texas. He didn’t know why he left Dallas, maybe it was the memories of losing his family to this virus, or perhaps every corner he turned he was thrown into some sort of sad memory of another time. He moved to Lethford perhaps because this was someplace new, a place he only knew this way.
Atlas told him very little about himself. He told him he was from Seattle and that was about it. Kieran was the thief and Atlas was the con man. Whenever he was actually caught taking something, Atlas would talk them out of it. But what Kieran preferred was Atlas distracting someone while he stole his supplies he needed for their neighborhood.
Most of the people on the streets, or whomever lived around them could not afford to go to the hospital, and they needed supplies. They all depended on Kieran to get those supplies for them and he took the job very seriously. He didn’t know if Atlas truly cared about the residents who were sick around them, but Kieran didn’t care if he cared, all he knew was he was a good team member for his criminal network.
Growing up in Dallas he learned quickly if he needed something, he had to take it. He never grew up with money, he was always poor, and he became a thief only out of necessity for his family. But he made a rule to himself. He only took what he needed, he never took any more or any less. This worked out very well for Kieran.
He had a system in Lethford City. He and Atlas mostly did jobs together, and this was the emergency room at the hospital, he knew he would need his right-hand man and con man with him. “We are going in and out of there quickly, you hear me?” He said to Atlas with a serious expression on his face. He didn’t want to stay in there any longer than he had to.
The supplies they needed were from the emergency room. Kieran hated taking things from the emergency room of the hospital, his greatest fear was to get caught stealing there. As he walked into the ER, he looked around. He and Atlas would just look like patients, and then perhaps slip through into a supply room. Usually certain medications were locked up, this annoyed Kieran, he usually used Atlas to get the keys if he needed them.
He assumed this place would be chaos, which was nothing new, the entire city was chaos. Kieran looked around already annoyed. He had a bad feeling about this, but he was so desperate he did not follow his gut feeling of telling him to just turn around and leave. “Do what you have to do” He said to Atlas as he slipped by the reception desk that was already busy and not that many people working there. That was the easy part, but getting past a certain room was the hardest thing to do.
The sounds of the hospital only reminded him of Dallas. He stayed in the hospital for days as he watched his family die. The chaos of Texas was here as well, just not the memories of a normal time. He assumed once upon a time Lethford City was normal like any other city before the virus, but not now. As he walked past the room, assuming Atlas was paying attention, he then walked into a staff only room. Starring at the supplies he needed; he grinned. Not realizing they walked past a room that someone was in and they could easily be seen. “Make this quick Atlas, let’s take what we need” He said softly as he opened up the cabinet and began taking supplies. This would not be a normal supply room, for once the master thief was about to be caught stealing.
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