04-14-2016, 05:08 PM
Jaxen always had a fondness for silver. And gold. Well pretty much anything shiny, but the more valuable the better. Such as the ancient silver coin he twiddled in one pocket as he browsed windows. Eyes ever roaming for potential marks to pick pocket, also the richer the better, they paused on the image of a man that to all appearances should be quite poor.
The silver flared in the sunlight, but it wasn't the gleam that stole Jaxen's ravenous attentions. It was the surge of something far more valuable that came with it that pulled his feet closer.
He studied the man, a rather woolly fellow, but one who seemed about Jaxen's own age. Coin all but forgotten in his jacket pocket, Jaxen paused a few doors down from the silversmith's shop as a very familiar face beat him to the punch.
Elyse.
Jax tucked a sly smile away and aptly danced out of her line of sight, tip-toeing between shoppers, and hoping to avoid her seeing him. For now.
The silver flared in the sunlight, but it wasn't the gleam that stole Jaxen's ravenous attentions. It was the surge of something far more valuable that came with it that pulled his feet closer.
He studied the man, a rather woolly fellow, but one who seemed about Jaxen's own age. Coin all but forgotten in his jacket pocket, Jaxen paused a few doors down from the silversmith's shop as a very familiar face beat him to the punch.
Elyse.
Jax tucked a sly smile away and aptly danced out of her line of sight, tip-toeing between shoppers, and hoping to avoid her seeing him. For now.