Dash | do you own a bakery
"I don't either."

She led him to a mechanic store. In the front it was full of all the newest tinkering items of the time. *This isnt even the best part.* She grinned and led him to the back room. Inside was different types of technology some that were around and others were newly invented.

Almon | Does Almon look like that type
*Well this was entirely delightful, but unless you want to come steal things with me, we must dreadfully delightfully part ways.*

Dash | that would be hilarious tho
"I'm not against stealing things, surprisingly."

Almon
*Then you and your killing cat come over. I mean we cant starve. wait, actually we can but nevermind that fact.*

Dash | iell
"Oh don't worry I know how to steal things, or else I'd probably be dead.

Nicote looked like a child who hadn't seen food for days and then saw a whole banquet table. This was basically his dream every night come to life. It made the simple things he created out of random things he found lying around look like plastic toys out of a discount bin.

Almon
*Then keep up.* Almon stood next to the back door of a bakery and smirked

Astra smiled *I know, its amazing.* She went to a small room and brought out a stout man with white hair, glasses and spectacles. He smiled at Nico. *And who might you be.*

"Helllo sir. My name's Nicote Marker, and I'm looking for work."