Scene #1515: Chasing The Thief

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Wally West	After the mishap in the mall, Wally made his way out and seem to vanish. Only the nose-nose as a Fox goes. Finna if she uses her senses will find herself being lead into an older part of the recreational area where some building still lay, the outskirts really between it and the slums. She may even find herself going toward an old warehouse, one where the lock has been shattered at some point and it seems her prey has gone inside. The warehouse though is pretty worn down, cobwebs here and there. The place doesn't exactly look homey, but she'll find Wally sure enough laying across a few old boxes with a old blanket under him and a backpack for a pillow. The place has been rewired to support power to a laptop, there is also some chemistry tools that can be easily packed up, and even a few sewing materials near the tools. His jacket is swung over an old rail and so is his shirt-- which his shirt looks wet and given a tub of water-- possibly he washed it. His shoes are over near the laptop as well and he looks like he is out cold. Though that cut he got earlier? Its almost healed.
Finna	Finna's quiet as a mouse when she wants to be. This is accomplished easily by most Lunars, and even more so for her. Her steps are light and quiet, her breathing soft and even..... because foxes are small and careful. And if Wally's not really alert, he's going to be waking up to the sight of Finna seemingly seated on his lap, looking down at him and poking his nose gently! Of course, she's not seated on him. She's crouched and isn't putting any weight on him at all. But it's quite the optical illusion otherwise. Poke poke. Poke poke.
Wally West	Wally nose at first wiggles when she first pokes it, then the few more times, he lifts up his hand to swat it away. "Knock it off... I'm trying to sleep..." Though the next few times, he at last opens those green eyes to, well, stare at Finna. This causes the red head to just /stare/ for a long moment, before his eyes blink a few times. "Uh-- F--" he doesn't finish that first part. "..How did you.. find me? Wait-- your the one from the mall!" Yep-- keep playing the act you don't know her Wally. Wally then tries to push himself back away from her. "Look, I am not going in no slammer!"
Finna	"'Hooooow did she find me?'" Finna echoes, perfectly mimicking Wally's voice somehow. Intonation? not so much. So it sounds kinda weird. She sprouts the biggest grin and stands up. "You can fool the eyes and the ears, but you missed a few other things." There's nothing at ALL hostile about her demeanor though. "And please, I don't believe in that silly prison thing. Where I'm from, thievery like that would've been punished with getting the tar beaten out of you and forced to pay it back twice. Maybe a year's worth of your work or goods in recompense. What good does locking people up and calling it good do? You still gotta feed 'em and they can't manage it themselves."
Wally West	Wally blinks a few times and then gets a even more nervous smile on his face, "Well, hehe... Glad to know you wont be attempt to arrest me. Which is probably good, cause cuffs-- they are not my thing." Those green eyes stare at her again, before they look away. Does-- she know who he is as well? That they met to do that mission and now this...? Ah hell... "Look.. about that whole theft thing..." Wally sighs as he does scoot back a bit so he can sit up. "..I got to make a living, you know, and I don't exactly have a known ID-- which I rather keep it that way to stay off the radar."
Finna	"So you say." Finna makes a weird face at Wally. Indeed, how much DOES she know? "If you wanna live on the borders of society, far be it from a girl like me to advise otherwise." Both arms swing up and around, coming to rest behind the back of her head as she lens against the wall. "Laws and rules only matter to those strong enough to enforce them, right? And those stronger than the rules make their own, hm? Are you a part of the city or not though...? I don't get it." .... Lots of people might not get what she's saying, too...
Wally West	Wally raises a brow at Finna at her own question. "Not sure what you mean by--- am I not part of the city?" He then goes to stand up, his bare feet walking across the stone floor as he goes over to the laptop, "Mind explaining what you mean?"
Finna	"Oh it's simple!" Finna's movements are like a whirlwind of her own, but sinuous and hypnotic - if one looks at them, they might just lose track of time and distance for that brief few seconds it takes-- For Finna to sneak up behind Wally and drape her arms over him and squeeze up in a friendly hug! Or kind of a hug. She's actually leaning up over a shoulder to peer down at the screen. "Someone who's part of the community puts the needs of others just as high as their own, because everyone's in it together. But you...." Her right hand's now tapping his shoulder, and that finger slides towards a cheek. "You take living space in a way the local laws don't like - not a black mark in my book, mind - you take things for yourself... and yet you might be more interested in others' welfare than most of the people around here. C'mon, who's brave enough to tell someone hurling ice sorcery around to their face, 'you're going too far? That's not what everyone ELSE was doing, now was it?"
Wally West	The laptop screen has all kinds of crazy code on it. Unless your into computer science-- it probably wont mean much to you. As for Wally though he furrows his brows as Finna 'hugs' him then gently taps his shoulder. He is-- very confused by her, also doesn't help that she is attractive. "What can I say, I'm a confusing guy." Wally says with a mild smirk on his lips. "I live on my own, do what I have to do to survive, and-- I don't want to see others to badly hurt." "I mean.. a job is a job, but people don't have to be killed while doing it." Wally decides to add, as he then grimaces a little over-- something. "..that and money is hard to come by.. and money.. is something I need." He closes the laptop screen down and grumbles gently.
Finna	Crazy code! Finna bugeyes at the screen and rubs her eyes with her other hand... somehow without losing her precarious perch on wally's back. Well at least she's light, and mostly standing up? "Well.... that's something we have in common. But are you saying you can't find some way to do better than being a common thief?"
Wally West	"I have.. other means as well." Wally admits, "But, I also have my own curses as well." The hidden speedster admits to Finna, before he goes to try and get her off, or at least turn to face her. "Lets just say as soon has I get money, its gone within a day, to maybe a week." "I don't exactly keep funds easily."
Finna	"And I get by without pretty much any!" Finna plays at trying to stick to Wally's back. But not for long. She does allow him to wriggle around into facing her but she doesn't change her posture at all. Talk about an invasion into personal space! "Still dodging my question, though. Just where do you see this taking you....?"
Wally West	Wally stares down at Finna. Those green eyes looking directly into her own. At least for a bit, until he at last looks away. He leans down a bit into her personal space, her nose almost to his nose. "I have no idea, babe. Just that I need to live." The hidden speedster then goes to move away from her, his hands coming to rest behind his head. "Look, I don't know why /you/ followed me here, but if you were expecting something awesome. I'm not. I'm just a dude-- like every other guy, trying to survive in a very cold world." Wally then turns to face her. "I'm no hero. I'm no saint... and heroes.. heroes don't exist anyways. So-- what is it?"
Finna	"Saints are quite boring. You better believe it! So are monks." Finna declares, matching Wally's motions while turning about, pushing one shoulder slightly up into him and leaning cutely into him. "But heroes don't exist? Who went and pissed in your bedding... speedy?" Does she know the secret or NOT? Is she just tormenting him with this, being deliberately inconclusive? Maybe. "Cold? You don't know the cold." Finna whips away just as quickly as she slid up, turning to face wally, scowling. Her outfit... she points at it several times. "This outfit's more suitable for the far, far north than a temperate city like this. You don't know the cold like I know the cold. You don't know what cold is until you've seen it bare fangs, blossom into blood-drinking roses of ice, sweep through a community and freeze everyone caught outside solid in two heartbeats... here, the worst fate that awaits someone like you, stealing money, is being thrown into a warm place, given food for no work, in hopes it will teach you a lesson or at least keep you out of others' hair. This is cold?" Her tone's turned bitter and accusatory, but only briefly. Soon she's smiling again, though it's kind of a bittersweet one. "I know cold far more than the people of this lazy city. But my people thrive in that cold. We have our heroes, they both live among us and join us in song from the Underworld on occasion. My people know the cold... and the value of warmth... soooo..." "I think you've got potential for more than being a thief and drifter through the city--" ... is that ANOTHER barb? ".... even if it's not here, you can thrive if you try. Let me into your heart a little," She raises a finger and wags it a little.. "Maybe I can help you warm up some!"
Wally West	The red head listens to what Finna has to say and crosses his arms over his chest. His eyes close gently and he frowns softly. It is open when she moves in again does he raise an eye brow and smirks, but its a sad smirk. "Well, sounds like you may have, indeed-- had it rougher then me, babe. Got to say though.. you keep your spirits pretty high, which is.. nice." He stares at her for a moment and shrugs his shoulders. "But there isn't much of a life for me. Not anymore, not really. Maybe once I figure things out-- sure-- but yeah.. I'm a drifter alright and I.. kinda like it that way." "No one to really take orders from. No one to hold me down." Wally smiles, but-- its still a sad smile. Though he avoids answering the hero part. "...and.." He then lowers his voice, "..I am glad to have your company though.."
Finna	This response! This response gets Finna blinking several times. then leeeeaning forward, hands going to her hips and elbows flared out in a tough girl stance. "What kind of attitude is THAT? You can't be more than maybe.... 22? Maybe 26 in the local years... what're you doing, acting like some dried-up old man ready to walk into the snow?!" ... Well that's a phrase that might not have the same meaning around here...
Wally West	Wally leans forward a bit. "Actually-- my attitude is great, considering the fact I'm, like, starving." Yeah, Wally admits it-- he is a very, very hungry man and that does screw with you attitude! He then reaches up and places his hand on Finna's head. "By the way-- you make a sexy fox."
Finna	If he can see it, Finna's tail just began wagging all of a sudden from that single headpat! But after a second or two it freezes - perhaps just out of pure willpower on Finna's part. But she uses the opening, sliding under the arm to sidle up with her back against him again and tilts her head up at an angle. "You have good eyes! ... But maybe.... a terrible food supply. Doesn't dinner come before seduction?" She speaks casually, a little airily... definitely teasing him.
Wally West	Wally raises an eye brow, "Not sure.. though anything I do works up an apatite. So unless you got an idea for a bite to eat and don't mind paying... maybe after a few dishes worth. I can see about that whole warming up the evening."
Finna	"Paying? If you don't mind wild meat, catching and roasting something out there for a meal wouldn't be hard. But we'll see about the last. I don't facor guys who don't believe in heroes much!" ... Or maybe she's making that up.
Wally West	"Riight and wild meat is fine, but if your gonna go hunting-- you better bring back a pretty big hunk. I can eat like twenty hamburgers alone." Wally explains with a sheepish smile on his face. "..and don't ask how that works." He then looks around. "I'll see if I can get a fire going and along with some boiled water."
Finna	"Oof... think I see why you're not going with ordinary professions!" Finna stares, dumbfounded, at this request. "Fine, fine, you just hold down the fort... got a preference? Boar? Deer? Cow? Mammoth? ... Well I'm not going for a whole Mammoth to feed one person even if you pig out..."
Wally West	"No really preference." Wally admits with a smirk. "Food is food for me!"
Finna	"Yeah, well, let's hope you're still saying that when I'm back!" And off Finna goes... leaping... out a window and shifting into a bird of prey...