Malachi walked inside the shop, already taking note of any possible exits and anything that could slow him down.
Front door, back door, side window. Better watch out for that table. Wait till that bulky guy leaves.
His mental observations complete, he began watching for just the right time to act. The moment came and he took it, lunging forward, grabbing two loaves of bread and escaping out the door before anybody could stop him.
He hardly noticed the cold wind as he ran, the shouts of the enraged baker behind him quickly being lost as he entered the shelter of the trees.
He looked back briefly, checking to make sure nobody was following, before turning to face forward.
He let out an explosive oof as he ran into what felt like a brick wall and sprawled unceremoniously on the ground. He didn't even bother to look up at the face. He could tell what he'd hit by the soft leather boots in front of him.
I've been caught.
Last Edit: Sept 27, 2019 20:52:13 GMT -5 by elkifasi
"No weapon formed against you shall prosper, and every tongue which rises against you in judgement, you shall condemn. This is the Heritage of the servants of the Lord, and their righteousness is from me." says the Lord. Isaiah 54:17
"I, the Lord, have called you in righteousness. I will take hold of your hand and will keep you and will make you to be a covenant for the people and a light for the gentiles." Isaiah 42:6
Two rules only. Keep it clean and respect others. Have fun!
lp: a while ago I posted a story idea and i cant find it. it had to do with rangers in like 300 years evolving there relavancy. anyone remeber it?
Jul 29, 2021 21:57:00 GMT -5