"A war fought without emotions... That is the war we fight, if we feel we will die because our enemies will sense this and redouble their efforts. Emotions are below them, so we must be above them. We must deny our humanity to protect it."
One person performs a street art of some kind. Card tricks, juggling, etc. and draws in a crowd. The second person, usually of smaller frame as it works best to move through crowds, slips throughout the crowd, lifting wallets, purses, and any valuables. Then stashes them until the end of the other's performance.
I'm not RPing with anyone, nor do the friends I do have on here talk frequently. So I doubt it will matter much to anyone. But I'm leaving.
Caused enough shit and leaving fixes one problem I cause, so farewell.