Morning came all too early as did the sounds of busy people. Groggily the elf opened his eyes from where he had slouched over during the night. Tiredly he wiped a hand over his eyes yawning some. "What time is it?" He grumbled before rising to his feet. The two small wings on his back fluttered a bit when he stretched the golden ends of them glittering in the light. On the ratty bed his partner still lay, breath shallow in his chest. "Don't worry Bastion...I'm going to get you some help I promise." The younger of the two said. Again no answer came to him. Sighing the familiar pack found its way to his back. "I'll be back soon, I promise." The elf nodded before slipping the cloak over his shoulders and pulling the hood up. Carefully he slipped out onto the streets. "Right first order of business, breakfast!" He didn't have any gold to his name so stealing was the only way around starvation. Now it was just a matter of who to take from.

Nanita had woken up early as usual. Managing to get out of the old building wihtotu notice, she started walkign the streets, her pouch on her waist and a bag i one hand. The bag was for collecting trash. Not the best way to keep occupied but she'd made a game of it, pretending that what she was doign would improve something one day....That and she didn't have much other option.


(Honostly that's what i wold be doing lol people throw away some weird stuff sometimes XD)

He walked the streets trying to find a stall that didn't look like it would miss a scrap or two of food. Yet most of the stalls were guarded by a guard or more making it difficult to actually get up to one in the first place. Displeased his stomach gave up a loud sound causing him to jump some. "This is pointless." He sighed before making his way into one of the alleyways. "Now where do they put the scraps back here?"

Nanita was stil walking the streeets, ingornign the hunger. She'd find food-someone always seemed to come and pity her and give her something. She turned the cornor to go down another street, her bag already half filled.

(Wanna meet up somewhere?)

Unsuccessful he turned away wrapping his arms about himself as he did. "What now?" He asked himself looking about the busy town. Begging had never worked before for him, everyone seemed to sneer at him for the effort. Sighing he weighed his options. That's when he spotted it. The bag must have been supplies right? Carefully he followed the girl, snatching the bag from her hand as the moment was right. Hurriedly he rushed down the street back towards the only sanctuary he knew.

"Hey! Get back here!" she yelped, runnign after him. "That's my trashbag and it's not filled yet!" Her fett flew over the ground but she soon fell behind having ot dodge around people That and she was not very physically as fast.

(YOU STOLE MY TRASH XD Im droolign with laughtetr right now if this happneed irl omg...the blackmailing...)

Weaving through the people he hurried home. The shack wasn't very far but it was enough to lose her, he hoped. The door slammed behind him before he sank to the ground. "Please be Food..." he muttered before opening the bag. "What the-?" There wasn't anything there, nothing of use to him anyways. Tears stung his eyes as the bag was tossed aside. He had failed again.

Nanita gasped as she finally caught up. "What the heck dude? Why do you even want a trashbag!?" she wheezed.

He jumped as he heard the voice, shielding his face from her. "Don't hurt me please! I just thought you had food!"

"That's all you wanted? You know you could've just asked, right? I usualy manage to get some from a little lady nearby the stalls who gives me the trashbags. one bag of food, one loaf of bread." Nanita shrugs.