_{The market stalls stood packed, the thick of bodies among the heat of the day practically begging Vaan for picking.  His eyes flitting back and forth from person to person, they landed on the shimmer of blue hair from his left side. A finer dress, compared to the thief’s own dusty apparel drew him closer to his target.}

                                         _{Blend into the crowd … just wait for them to look away…}

_{He leaned in, after what he took to be his chance, to discover what lined the stranger’s pockets.}

spiritxdetective:

+vaanratsbane

“Look kid, if you want an autograph I’m really
                 not in the mood.”

_{"An autograph?”}

_{“Actually I was hoping for some directions.”}

                   _{but if he’s too busy, I guess I could work it out…} 

solitarislupus:

      _{Hmm, well this was really strange. Someone reacting to a wolf like it wasn’t a big deal… To a talking wolf. “I just wanted to point out… There is something behind you.”}

_{Taking a moment to register the source of the voice, Vaan hesitated to consider the fact that a wolf had spoken to him for the sake of his sanity. “Did you–”}

_{He had begun before realizing the more pressing matter. A loud crunching sound from behind him.}