Walking alone on the sidewalk was Ryoko, her hands in the pockets of her black pants. Her shirt was a simple black tank top and her hair was tied up into a high ponytail. She stopped and turned back to where she came from. Her blood red eyes then looked to the houses. Leaning against a streetlight, she sighed. " That was way too close." She said softly. She looked back to where she came from once more, pulling off her black gloves and shoving them into her small bag. She knelt down to her bag, looking inside of it, a slight smirk across her lips. " The life of a thief, is a hectic one." She said to herself.

Her eyes travelled to the sun as it started to come up. The colours it left were just beautiful. She sat down and leant against the streetlight. The wind blew her straight raven black hair backwards, out of her face. It wasn't wise for her to just be hanging out in the streets after stealing something, and she knew that, but she didn't really care. Suddenly, a faint panting noise caught her attention. She looked over to her left, and there was Alastair. What's up with him? she thought.

Standing up, Ryoko slung her bag over her shoulder and ran over to him, putting her hand on his back. " Hey, are you alright?" She asked, the sound of compassion in her voice as she spoke.