Gyasi nodded at her explanation. Smart. Her offer, however, he had to think about. A moral brain would have told him he’d done more than enough already, you jerk, but Gyasi had often found he wasn’t particularly moral. Social bonds didn’t hold hold him, kind of thing.
So he agreed. “Good idea. I’m game.”
He waited her advice. Though he had experience in theft, indeed without it he wouldn’t be nearly as far into his research and adventuring as he was, while he had focused on said research and adventuring Ava had been putting her time into the art of crime. He assumed, at least. She didn’t seem the type to pick up poetry or something. She therefore had more experience than him.
He looked around the block. Two of the many nearby houses stood out to him, one with fancy shades and the other he recognized as belonging to one of the kecleon merchants, but he had picked the first one. “I’ll follow you.” He said.
The smile on Ava's face widened when Gyasi agreed to go. With that, she returned to the edge of the street to see which house.
There were two houses that stuck out, a fancy shaded house and the easily recognizable kelcleon house. She stood by and let her friend pick the new house to raid. Her heart was already pumping with excitement, which commonly happen, but was often ignored.
When the house was picked, she began to take lead, a she had been told. Ava liked leadership, and if it was linked with theft, it made it a lot better. She strode toward the house, going around back to pick the backdoor.
Once there, she proceeded to do the same thing. Her ear touched the cold door, and her claws slid in to meddle with the lock mechanism. Her claws fidgeted with the lock until she heard the click. From there she opened the door, and smiled.
There were quite a few exspensive things in this house, things she would be happy to "borrow" from these pokemon. "Lets make this quick." Ava whispered as she began to quietly walk around the house.
Gyasi followed Ava into the house. As the outside suggested, the interior was highly decorated. Paintings were nailed to the walls, some looked to be done by local artists, others by local children. Toys filled four tucked-away baskets, and a colorful mat was rolled up and leaned against a tall cupboard. “A place for everything and everything in its place” accurately described the way everything was organized. There was no clutter on the tables, the decorations placed squarely in the center of shelves, and the furniture all seemed to be at perfect 90 degree angles from each other.
They’d entered into what looked like a sitting room, with the kitchen to the right and a few doors to the left. He couldn’t guess how much the art was worth, and the silverware laid neatly in a glass cupboard looked silver and expensive, but he’d recently seen similar cheap fakes. What he could accurately gauge was books, and the sitting room was lined with three bookshelves. Gyasi set about combing through the resident library.
They were mostly storybooks and fables, nothing fancy or rare enough Gyasi didn’t already have access to something similar or better. Still, it was kinda weird - the house led Gyasi to think the owner worked with children, but he didn’t think those kinds of jobs paid well enough to afford all this. He was half expecting to pull out a book only to discover it’s a dark diary or a switch to some evil lair.
He knew another researcher who was convinced a certain writer had hidden a secret message in their books. He found and took three from said author with the intent to trade. With nothing left in this room, he considered entering the others while he waited for Ava.
Ava of course knew how much some of the decorations were worth. She began to wander through the rooms, looking at the walls covered with various painting, some professional, others made by children.
Her ears listened for noises, and for the most part heard snoring from other rooms. Her eyes drifted to a small locked safe in the corner of the sitting room. She looked at it for a few brief moments, before she continued, guessing the safe was filled with documents.
Documents weren't something she valued, writing all your information on a piece of paper was just a terrible idea to her. Her continuation helped though, for she came to a small office with the door just cracked open. Ava shouldered the door open, and saw a well decorated office.
That wasn't what caught her eye though, it was a small case to her right. With a few quick steps, she closed in on the case and peered inside. That was when the smile returned, inside the case were a few beautiful stones, almost like gems.
Ava didn't usually take stuff like this, but this was the last house for today, and she wanted to come out with something, even if it would sell for a low price. The liepard opened the case with her paw, her tail curling around the various items within the case.
There were only three stones, all in different colours. One was red and grew darker in the center, another blue with lighter shades making lines on the surface, and the last a green one that had no distinctive features.
After each was set carefully in her bag, she went back out into the hall, ears listening once more. There were snores, and they were rather loud now, which meant she was near the family that lived here. With that in mind, Ava went back down the hall, not wanting to make any noticeable disturbances.
Gyasi wandered over to the safe once Ava had opened and gone through it for herself. It didn’t look like she’d taken anything, and it looked only to be filled with rolls and stacks of paper. He picked the first up and unrolled it. His eyebrows raised in surprise; he hadn’t expected to find old business logs.
Old dusty sheets of paper filled with tables of numbers seemed underwhelming at first glance, but Gyasi knew their worth. Historians gobbled the things up; a lot about a period, year, or even a season could be told and narrowed down by what was bought. He’d personally once used the tactic to give proof one telling of a legend was true. These, as he read at the top, pertained to a day care. He didn’t recognize the name, perhaps it had since changed it or gone out of business. He took one bundled pack. The rest of the safe seemed to be mostly old letters, perhaps also worth something but not worth the time to search through them.
Feeling surprisingly content, Gyasi returned to Ava, who had since scoured more of the house.
There wasn't anywhere else for Ava to go. The decorations and items within the house made it clear that there wasn't as much high-price things should would like to take.
Ava has a criteria for what she could give her contacts, and anything that was of little value wasn't on the list. When she returned, she noticed that Gyasi had gone through the unlocked safe. When she was asked if she was ready to leave, she nodded.
For the thief there wasn't much more she could add to her delicious bounty of items. So she left the house through the way she and Gyasi came, slipping through the door undetected. Once Gyasi was out of the house, she would use her same claw tactic to lock the door, even though it was unlikely she would return.
Gyasi slipped outside and waited for Ava to lock the door. He’d remembered on his way out to close the door of the safe and give the dial a spin, not that the residents wouldn’t figure out what’d happened in the night.
Everything was still quiet, but the moon’s slow descent told morning wouldn’t be far off. Gyasi doubted they’d have time to do another house.
“That was fun.” Gyasi whispered. “More fun than I thought it’d be.”
Ava pulled away from the door once she heard a click. She smiled and walked away from the door, and heard Gyasi's comment. "Of course it's fun, there's a reason why this is my job." Ava whispered, with a smile.
"Now, I think it's best we get out of here before any suspicion comes our way." Ava suggested. With those words, the Liepard began to move speedily to where the forest was. Ava loved going there after a good raid, since she could find a private place to lay down and go through her loot.
The forest was also quiet, which meant that Ava could get a bit of rest to replenish what she lost.
Gyasi agreed by hurrying after the liepard. It was a common misconception that pokemon with short legs couldn’t run very fast - if he stayed to his toes, Gyasi could get himself going to a pretty decent speed. Ava would probably consider it a fast jog by her standards, but not everyone had that kind of build. At least he had a short stature and a coloring that blended in.
The forest brought with it cover and the assurance of their escape. No one had seen them, no one would know until morning. By then, indeed even now, they’d covered their tracks. Still, when Gyasi sat down next to Ava, he checked through his bag to make sure he hadn’t lost anything on the way. With a sigh of relief, he confirmed he’d left nothing behind.
As he re-packed his bag, he looked carefully over everything he’d taken. “Dang,” he said, “this is the best I’ve done in, well, ever.”
He counted several notebooks, two dozen sheets of paper, the pack of business ledgers, two pens, an unknown stone, the orb “key stone” as he liked to call them, and the two books of legends.
“We should do this again some time. Like, I heard from a friend that a scientist had brought in some old paintings and artifacts to see if they were the real thing.” He chuckled.
Once in the forest, Ava felt hidden from any eyes that may be about. Her green eyes glanced around until finding a place to lay.
The grass was soft, and made her feel comfortable. Ava then slipped her bag off her neck and began to take out items. There were a series of fossils, stones, and even a few objects she didn't know of.
She smiled, everything had that rare look to it, and would make her money rather then teach her anything. "For my line of work, I did pretty well." Ava said, boasting just a tad about her skill.
In front of her stood her loot, and her empty bag. Her mind began to think of how much all these things could make her, but she couldn't be sure yet. Then there was the mentioning of doing this activity again. "Well I am often free to create a few victims." Ava said, adding a giggle to the end.
She loved calling people she was going to steal from victims. It gave her confidence in her chances to steal from them.
Gyasi stood and stretched. Now that the adrenaline was wearing off he could feel the tired it was keeping at bay. He estimated he’d be home around sunrise, and would be asleep until noon at least.
“By the way, I live on the west border of the forest, just south of town. It’s a little wooden place, easy to miss, but I’m sure you’d be able to find it.” He said. “Let me know if you want a partner in crime, or just a roof for the night.”
He yawned. His legs didn’t want to get up without coffee or something else exciting, but he forced himself up. Even with the prospect of walking home with his now heavy bag looming over him, he couldn’t keep the grin from his face.
“Seriously, come by sometime. We need to do this again.” He said.
Ava's mind went through her next plan, which was probably to take a nap in the forest, or return to her hideout. Slowly, she began to place her stuff back into her bag, during which she heard Gyasi describe his home.
"Okay, I will show you my hideout one day, but for now, I think we should split and make sure not to get spotted." Ava said. It was mostly because she didn't want an innocent who could possibly be following to find it.
She was tired, but of course she didn't show it. Her eyes may have had traces, or perhaps her reactions were a bit slowed. When doing it again was mention, a smirk appeared on Ava's face. "Definitely." Ava agreed.
With that said, the liepard began to trot off into the woods. Her tired green eyes scanning as she disappeared into the undergrowth.