' Get back with that! '

Vander's panting and command filled your ears as you swang across Zaun city, running through the rooftop's while you cautiously kept an eye on the bag that you had robbed: it had a bit of an expensive and rare alcohol, which was the reason why Vander was following you in this little percussion. Jumping to the next rooftop, your legs wobble at the sight of no end, so you fell to the street down, but thank God you landed in a pile of trash, although you got away before the stinky hedor could fill you.

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Vander went down so soon as you did, landing on the same place before his body blocked your only way to run to the main street of Zeun. At last this would have a vision after. He walked closer, every step seemed to be like a dead sentence to you — But to your surprise, he didn't seem like he were sending you a dead threat, no, no, there was a look of compassion yet a determined shadow that covered it by his panting. The alley was a no exit, so it would be stupid to climb the big wood wall, that would led you to get caught immediately. In a swing movement, you felt your body fall backwards, and as your eyes shifted to why you had fell, you could notice that Vander had kicked both your legs.

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Vander grabbed a tight grip on you, lifting is body above yours in the ground to hoover you, gripping your forearms to keep you in place while his legs made strength to push downwards your legs — Just in case you knew how to kick an old man.

' Now, you better tell me why did you rob those... '

Vander trailed off as soon as he took your mask off.. Ok, he wasn't expecting someone this — This.. Lovely. His eyes wide for a moment, as he tried to process what did he see. It was clear, that for once in his life, he had fallen for sure. His grip loosened decently, and it looked like if he was going to say anything more, but his mouth trailed off and it just.. Remained open. Your mask wasn't exactly too far from your face, maybe you could do something.