[IC] Street Life

[manapool1]

Johnny waited until a tall and wide man wearing flashy clothes and sunglasses appeared from the alley next to the boy. They instantly walked into each other and allowed there backpacks to fall off, johnny's looked newer as he had recently managed to buy one, making his small money transfers easier. They switched backpacks and he felt the familiar stench of his item, like a strange bread he loved the smell when he had started but it had become far to bland.

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy accepted a couple of clients. She always made she that her fees would cover the care of her weapons and food. Anything extra went into to fixing the apartment building she had claimed.

[manapool1]

Johnny walked quickly through the alleys of the streets, slowly showing more and more people in them, all giving him a stink eye as he passed, some reaching to there backs, johnny keeping is left hand in his pocket, holding his sharpened peice of metal ready, slightily cutting his hand. Now reaching his newest client, johnny remembered all the times he had been swindled, he hoped it wouldn't happen again, he felt like he needed to support the others a much as possible, but he didn't dare go to sell himself without his 'adviser'

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy was tired and could barely see straight after her last client. She rarel drank with them because of how much alcohol affected her. She leaned against the building and hoped morning would come quickly.

[manapool1]

Johnny felt himself heave as he got closer to his client, The bar he entered was a rundown and crakety place, it was obvious they wouldn't ask his age here. No entering the bathroom he was followed by another man, his stubble was a dark shade and his eyes looked deep and sagged on his grey looking skin. He looked greasy and generally sickly. Entering the fourth stall the man came after him with a familiar knock. "hello?' johnny said in a low voice. "the focet's broken be careful" the man said looking around as he slipped money under the bottom and havin a bag of green herbs thrown back. "this is smaller than usual and weres the special treatment?" The man said in his salty voice.
"theres a prize in the middle, I distribute under how the boss' prices, not my fault" Johnny mentioned in his lower voice preparing his weapon as silence spread. Finally the man mubbled before leaving and soon after the boy did too, he had a few more places to go.

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy made her way home. She was tired and sore. She was also tippy.

[manapool1]

Johnny sigh as he limped to the apartment, one of his clients had beaten him to submission, he was glad they didn't try to kill him. He wished he was the one getting the jump on them and not the other way around. If only he had got to save some for himself, he needed the jump.

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy slowly made her way home.

[manapool1]

Reaching the abandon building johnny looked around for the others before begrudgingly sat down throwing the money in the corner.

[KatherinWinter]

Roxy was relieved to reach her building. She quickly made her way to her room. She wished they had hot water. She desperately needed a hot bath. But she would have to make do with a cold shower.

[manapool1]

seeing roxy come in johnny looked her over and waved only to be ignored, he knew she had as hard a day as he had, Pobably worse as she actually had to sell herself today, he was glad he didn't have to do the same.