12-10-2013, 07:54 PM
Perhaps it was how he was dressed. Maybe it was all the drugs going around. Whatever it was, people seemed far too willing to cross his path. Maybe he was just too well adjusted lately? Then again, he had just killed a half-dozen people and handed one over to be tortured...and had maybe shared a few interesting ideas to that end. So no, that probably wasn't it.
No, he was just surrounded by a bunch of cocky assholes who thought themselves untouchable. How inflated was Jaxen's ego that he was prancing about like nothing had happened? Did he think that Hood had come down into that sewer to save him? The fellow clearly needed to be taken down a few pegs some time.
Hood shifted his stance slightly as Spectra returned to his side and gave Yuri a glance as the man departed in a defeated sulk. Silas continued to prove himself the more concerning one of the two; the man was dangerous. Truth be told, both were, but Yuri was street-crime dangerous. Silas was something else.
He wasn't so rude as to not shake Jaxen's hand when the man made the offer, but his grip was pointedly firm; a subtle hint that Jaxen was walking on thin ice with Hood at the moment. He was a patient man, but it was not limitless.
"No. Not common. Common pickpockets don't get into near as much trouble as you do."
He looked to Oriena then, "A lighter. And a lot of wasted time. Luckily for him, I was well payed for that time. Doubly luckily for him, I had a chance to get my lighter back, before he could get himself into any more trouble."
No, he was just surrounded by a bunch of cocky assholes who thought themselves untouchable. How inflated was Jaxen's ego that he was prancing about like nothing had happened? Did he think that Hood had come down into that sewer to save him? The fellow clearly needed to be taken down a few pegs some time.
Hood shifted his stance slightly as Spectra returned to his side and gave Yuri a glance as the man departed in a defeated sulk. Silas continued to prove himself the more concerning one of the two; the man was dangerous. Truth be told, both were, but Yuri was street-crime dangerous. Silas was something else.
He wasn't so rude as to not shake Jaxen's hand when the man made the offer, but his grip was pointedly firm; a subtle hint that Jaxen was walking on thin ice with Hood at the moment. He was a patient man, but it was not limitless.
"No. Not common. Common pickpockets don't get into near as much trouble as you do."
He looked to Oriena then, "A lighter. And a lot of wasted time. Luckily for him, I was well payed for that time. Doubly luckily for him, I had a chance to get my lighter back, before he could get himself into any more trouble."