"Thanks for the suggestions, sir. Now, I told you I didn't want to whore myself out, so I won't be seeing Killroy..." She paused for a moment, picking at the wood grains of the counter as she considered her possibilities. If I'm going to keep thieving I might as well keep all the profits to myself. Besides, no one wants to carve a statue of a pickpocket, I'd better take a job I can learn from. The girl spoke with a sigh, and her voice was quieter than before, "Let the Armory know I'm coming. How much do I owe you?"
A real job, this isn't going to be easy, if they'll even take me to begin with. I guess I'll keep my fingers nimble on the sides, no sense paying for meals, not if I want to save up quickly and get out of this hellhole, and whatever stinking drudge work they'll have me doing. Her filthy glove scooped about inside her shirt, and dove deep in several concealed pockets, pulling out the appropriate coins to pay Tua before she left. The teen smiled and began working her way out against the crowd, but not before giving the clerks' desk a farewell slap.
A real job, this isn't going to be easy, if they'll even take me to begin with. I guess I'll keep my fingers nimble on the sides, no sense paying for meals, not if I want to save up quickly and get out of this hellhole, and whatever stinking drudge work they'll have me doing. Her filthy glove scooped about inside her shirt, and dove deep in several concealed pockets, pulling out the appropriate coins to pay Tua before she left. The teen smiled and began working her way out against the crowd, but not before giving the clerks' desk a farewell slap.