[Okay Mae shut up. No more talking. Now is the time for action.
She approaches from behind, walking heel first, careful not to step on a misplaced twig or a thrown away food wrapper. Easy, easy. You can do this. You are the bandit queen. She reaches out, hand trembling like she just drank three whole pots of coffee, towards the keys dangling from his belt.
To be specific, she reaches out about halfway, then stops. Then starts again. Then stops. Whether it's because she's uncertain or just trying not to move around to much is kind of unclear. The shopkeeper seems too preoccupied to notice, but occasionally he'll cast a glance over his shoulder, not enough to see Mae in full but enough for her to feel her heart drop into her feet. Eventually, she has the keys in her hand, pulling them away with only a light jingling sound, then bolts. She runs as fast as her tiny legs can carry her, back through the park and around the stall and back into the street before circling back to Loki, panting and shaking.]
Here... you go. Holy crap that was rough. I think I might've for-real died there a couple times. From stress. Like he'd see me and I was gonna have a heart attack and die on the spot.
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[Okay Mae shut up. No more talking. Now is the time for action.
She approaches from behind, walking heel first, careful not to step on a misplaced twig or a thrown away food wrapper. Easy, easy. You can do this. You are the bandit queen. She reaches out, hand trembling like she just drank three whole pots of coffee, towards the keys dangling from his belt.
To be specific, she reaches out about halfway, then stops. Then starts again. Then stops. Whether it's because she's uncertain or just trying not to move around to much is kind of unclear. The shopkeeper seems too preoccupied to notice, but occasionally he'll cast a glance over his shoulder, not enough to see Mae in full but enough for her to feel her heart drop into her feet. Eventually, she has the keys in her hand, pulling them away with only a light jingling sound, then bolts. She runs as fast as her tiny legs can carry her, back through the park and around the stall and back into the street before circling back to Loki, panting and shaking.]
Here... you go. Holy crap that was rough. I think I might've for-real died there a couple times. From stress. Like he'd see me and I was gonna have a heart attack and die on the spot.