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Taking a moment to watch over his kindred-spirited ‘friend’ pull up a stool and take a seat from his location; The question as to why a thief was working at a bakery is an interesting question to pose, but the answer was simple enough for the amber-eyed male.
“It’s pretty simple, really; I am merely working at a bakery as another source of income while I am recovering; The season of Searing was a bit rough for me & the exaggerating of one’s body requires time to recover under less stressful situations. It is not a no-brainer to go under a more civilian lifestyle as it tends to draw less attention when the pot you are stirring becomes a bit too hot.”
Jared couldn’t help but chuckle underneath his black yet slightly dusty face cloth that he used to cover the lower half of his face to limit the amount of lip-reading someone could do. After all, most cues picked up by another person are often through their body language.
“I can make racks of bread if I dedicate enough time. A few loaves of bread missing is a minor setback but getting caught by the guards is another thing. Don’t rouse infamy, do you know? And you wouldn’t advertise that you were a thief, unlike some people; I can fall back to when the going tough.”
Seeing that Vivian merely shrugged, the amber-eyed nightfallen mage didn’t bat an eye at the motion. After all, Jared could understand where the effeminate male was coming from as thieves tend to have their grimy fingers on all sorts of things, from items to people. What you believe is yours is also a thief’s possession if you don’t guard it well enough.
Taking a moment to listen to Vivian’s tale about what a Malformist is, Jared took a moment to listen carefully, discerning what information was necessary & what could be stored in the back of his brain. Although the subject of magic is fascinating for Jared as he was competent in understanding specific topics compared to your usual commoner, the lack of resources for a higher education limits and potentially stunts his growth for achieving possibly more incredible things.
“I see, so what you are telling me is that you use a form of magic that allows connecting with various animals on a deeper level, like a mutual bond that is then used to mimic multiple animal features. Interesting, and bugs aren’t as odd as people might think; everything is placed in this world for a reason, whether we know it or not. Just like a ripple in a pool of water, the smallest changes alter the fate of another.”
Seeing his malformist ‘friend’ lick his lips, the thief could only ponder for a moment as to why such an action took place. It was only then that Vivian’s intentions or suggestions revealed another topic that the apprentice thief didn’t want to delve into.
“Ummmm… About payment… There is no need to do so…. Just happy to teach a fellow gutter-rat how to care for themselves.”
Most of the time, Jared was often seen as a composed individual. Takes a moment to conjure up plans within plans before executing them with a certain degree of precision. Yet, in this very moment, the acts of seduction to the other innocent man have caught the thief off-guard, so much so that he starts to stutter as his neck, ears & cheeks turn a deeper hue of red as blood beings to rush towards his face.
“We um… can get to making ah…. The stew!!!! Yes! Just need to get back my work here!!!”
It was from there that the amber-eyed thief immediately gets up from his seat as if a stiff board was flung straight up into the air, as the embarrassed rogue quickly makes his way over to the other side of the room, reaching for any flour or dough that he could knead and make biscuits within an attempts to distract himself from this inflamed situation.
