"Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit." The figure dressed in black cursed and dashed around the corner of the alley, agilely jumping over the crates and pots blocking the road.
"Quick, stop that dirty thief!" A gruff voice yelled not too far away in the distance. The said 'dirty' thief decided that now was the time to pour on the coals and ran as fast as those legs could run.
The figure managed to keep ahead a few blocks until the sea side was in view. The thief grinned triumphantly, but the grin quickly faded as an enormous guard jumped in front of the path, wielding an enormous halberd.
"Stop right there, you scoundrel!" He roared and swung with the weapon.
As quick as a flash the thief bared their weapon, one of the pair of chained commas that was placed on the figure's hip, and used it to hook onto an over lying beam. The grin was back in place.
"I think not!" The thief boasted, swinging on the chain and kicking the guard squarely in the chest. The figure swung up and landed on the beam, pulling out the comma and continuing the chase on the flat roof tops of the town.
"He's on the roof!"
"How'd he get up there?"
"Not human, he is!"
The thief rolled their eyes. Stupid yokels…
The thief garbed in black saw the sparkling water of the ocean lying in their path. It was so close but yet so far…
"Yikes!" The thief gasped as an arrow went soaring over their right ear, missing their head by inches. It was then they made a b-line towards the coast, reaching it in a matter of seconds.
The thief jumped boldly off the top of the house and landed on a bag of flour, sending a white cloud over everyone and everything close.
"Where'd he go?"
"That crafty bastard!"
"We'll get him!"
"Wait!" One guard yelled and pointed out to the open sea. "Is that him?"
Indeed it was. For the thief in black was easily seen kicking and swimming into the waves of the rough ocean.
"Surely he can't plan on swimming it?" Another guard yelled frantically.
At this, one of his fellows burst out laughing. "Swim it? All the way to another nation? We'll have wanted posters of him scattered everywhere in a day's time! He'll never be safe!"
The rest of the guards began laughing heartily, laughing even harder where they saw a rain cloud blowing towards the surf. But really, one guard was only laughing because everyone else was…
The thief coughed and kicked harder in the salty waves to remain on course. No, there was no plan on swimming to another island. This thief was craftier than that… Give them some credit.
The black-clad rogue was just beginning to loathe the taste of salt water when they spotted the boat in the distance. The steely grin was back, but vanished as sea water rushed into their mouth.
The thief pulled themself over the side of the boat, gasping for breath and blinked the stinging water out of their eyes.
"Well, that went well…" The thief said and sat up, a gloved hand straying to the back of the masked head where the disguise was laced up.
After throwing the sopping wet mask on the row boat's floor, the thief blinked and let her hair out of its tight bun, the wet locks falling and sticking to her face. This was the thief that snuck into the palace of an Earth Nation lord, stole a valuable artifact from his chambers, and was able to tell the tale.
This girl.
She smirked and relished the memory of fooling those dumb guards into thinking she was a man. Now it would only be too easy to just readjust into her next target without being suspected. The girl fumbled slightly as she opened the tube she had strapped on her back, dumping a very shiny object into her greedy fingers.
"And here we have the Earth lord's scepter…" She smirked, twirling the heavily jeweled, solid gold rod between her long, quick fingers. Her smirk deepened as she calculated how much it would fetch for on the market… Oh, it was a lot.
She quickly yet carefully packed it into a large bag, grabbing an oar and began rowing towards her next destination. She did not see the large purple storm cloud making its way quickly over her right shoulder.