Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
We happily accept all role-players as long as they obey the rules and are capable of meeting our word count of 50. This does include those who are unfamiliar with this style of role-playing. The staff of The Duality of Man are willing to happily help those who are new to the role-playing world so they feel comfortable on site. Feel free to message the staff if you need help, they can be found here or in the site Discord and will gladly answer questions alongside calm concerns. If you have any suggestions we would love to hear them; guests may use the support board as a suggestion area as well. Should you decide to join, may I say welcome to the site and we all hope you enjoy your time here.
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Summer 2024
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
Since the wonderful members of TDOM enjoy the site enough to play around on it, this thread is to assist with the site's tidying! Functionality is important and we want to make the site functional even if its activity will be minimal at best!
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Comprehending the actions accomplished by the raccoon shifter was impossible. The green-haired man learned that fact hastily given her attitude. Rather than escape through the threshold, she took the time to demolish the furniture and create a mess inside the house. As his green eyes locked back onto the raccoon, he noticed the subtle hint of pride in the woman's attitude. The gifted man planned on shrugging it off and allowing Lyra to enjoy her extreme mess. Although, his attention was retained with the raccoon's mysterious wave.
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The Assembly soldier's brows furrowed in confusion, eyes narrowing at the action. He watched as Lyra turned to scuttle down the hallway, the green-haired man following. They moved through the manor, the raccoon ahead of him and Jayden following after her out of curiosity. As he rounded the corner to the foyer, he saw her, quickly making work of the front door and opening the security coded entrance. As the alarms beeped through the house, Jayden flinched, a curse being mumbled under his breath. Unlike the clever raccoon, Jayden fled from the entrance.
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He approached the closet door, hovering his hand over the doorknob and changing the destination. Quickly, his hand grabbed it, opening it to discover the familiar scene of his bedroom. He entered the threshold, throwing the bag inside and shutting the door behind them. With that, Jayden was away from the scene in mere seconds to sort out his loot.
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Thoughts circled through Jayden's head, the thief unaware of the girl's shifter ties initially. Furthermore, raccoons were a common presence and with the presence of another thief, the creature may have slunk in through an open window. Although, the actions exhibited by the raccoon resulted in the quiet man connected the dots. Between the chittering of the animal were gestured considered human in action. Those thoughts brought his mind back to his fellow thief, the brunette who stated her name was Lyra.
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The suspicion flared in his eyes as he locked his green hues on the raccoon exhibiting human actions. Although, not a word drifted through his regularly silent lips. Rather, with a sense of caution he strode forward, obeying the creatures directions somewhat begrudgingly. He returned down the hallway, his eyes shortly recognizing the upcoming kitchen... and its present state. As Jayden grew closer, the tornado disaster that unfolded within the kitchen became more clear alongside a thief's calling card...
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A crudely shaped K & L of goldfish crackers was placed on the floor while a piece of paper stated the proclamation of 'You were robbed!' parched nearby. On the fridge was a picture of them, drawn as an addition to the massive calling card left by the young woman. Silently, Jayden stared at the signal of his attendance, a soft sigh leaving his lips. Never did the infamous Klepto leave a call for his robberies. He considered it a true thief's way to enter in silence and leave with the items rather than manifesting something flashy.
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When his eyes returned to the mysterious raccoon, he noticed her pointing. Once again she was directing him, instead to the living room. Another sigh marked his movement as the thief walked forward. As he moved through the kitchen and entered the next room. The thief's eyes widened slightly as he beheld the destroyed couches. Fluff was ripped from the seems and thrown about the living room. Rather than people, the victims came in the form of destroyed goods and poached pantries for the other thief. His eyes glanced over at Lyra, his eyes filled with question.
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"Why?"
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It was among the only words Jayden could state in regards to the offense. He hardly cared if the brunette decided to terrorize furniture and pantries, however, he pondered the calling card and reasons. They were not partners, Jayden long already holding a partnership with his twin rather than anything else.
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Klepto could hardly be considered a sociable man, evident by the behaviour exhibited. Conversations and interactions were never the green-haired man's forte. He preferred speaking only with his twin, Caden... or that peculiar blond man... Thoughts of him were difficult to shove aside as Jayden wondered for a moment. Would he come pay the so-called bill or his damages? Or ignore this mishap, wondering if he accomplished the robbery? Although, Jayden shoved the endless concerns away, refusing to think of the potential guilt.
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He listened to the woman's ridiculous preaching of thieves honour. Most thieves held no shreds of an honour code, rather, they were greed-motivated and sought chances of increasing their earnings. The only reason Jayden maintained peace was to avoid anybody discovering their intrusion into the manor. A worthy sacrifice to skid by detection and avoid RCMP presence arriving anytime soon. He rolled his eyes at the woman in response to her absurd claims of honour and requirements to inform her of his tools.
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Rather than indulge the brunette with further answers, the masked thief turned away, heading down the hallway. His silence, in a way, was a truthful answer. Not a tool touched the capable hands of Jayden Milton, better known as Klepto. The power of his access manipulation always served as the sole "tool" in his arsenal. Who needed anything more when the sheer wave of his hand opened doors? Unaware of Lyra's plans, Jayden proceeded down the corridors, eyeing up anything else he could potentially steal. He entered a downstairs washroom, grabbing the expensive colognes, managing to snag an unused bottle.
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Through the home, he traveled, finding few useful items to swipe. His departure was gradual arriving, and Jayden was in acknowledgement of those factors. Alas, a peculiar chittering sound echoing through the hallways stole his thoughts. The thief turned around, raising a brow to the raccoon behind him, marshmallow in its tiny jaws. Confusion echoed in the thief's green eyes as he watched the creature, wondering how it managed to get inside.
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Clueless. The single word to describe Lyra at this moment arrived in Jayden's mind as she made her foolish inquires. The female thief genuinely failed to maintain tabs on her competition, evident by her questions. Tension tools or anything related to lock picking was not required by Jayden. As a gifted, he received suitable abilities for his occupation, the type that allowed him to climb the ranks. Despite his renown as a thief, Jayden could manage himself enough that people being aware of his identity never mattered.
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The perk was graciously laid over his shoulders through his and his brother's personal skills. Although, being capable of manipulating access points never hindered his exploits. The brunette appeared keen on following him, however, he hardly minded her puppying after him. Would he answer her questions? Perhaps a limited amount of them given the circumstance. If she wanted answers, then he would provide vague information. Giving one's enemy too much information could be considered a deadly move, therefore, he would maintain a few close to the vest secrets.
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"Why should I tell you?" He grumbled out.
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Even if he required the usage of tension tools, Jayden his inclinations for telling her was nonexistent. Thick as thieves was hardly a truthful term. A thief steals in a heartbeat and in desperation, would betray in half of one, or at least he believed these "facts". As he gathered additional loose cash, the woman had slithered past. Briefly, his eyes flitted towards her, watching as she opened the pantry and began raiding for food. Perhaps she stole out of desperation, however, her clothes and evident moxie and smooth attitude hardly suggested financial stress.
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The rustle of a bag was ignored as Jayden scrapped a few abandoned bills into his bag. They were meagre $5s, however, they were lightweight and his home was merely an open door away. Although, her loud exclamation made the thief stiffen before shooting her an annoyed glare. Sabotage existed, he learned that with another thief who tripped the alarms on him. Not that it particularly mattered given his abilities. Only moments later did the brunette jabber on about more questions; she seemed full of them... A meagre grunt escaped the Assembly soldier's throat as he gave a quick half-attentive nod to the question.
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Rather than linger in the kitchen, Jayden retreated, deciding to investigate further into the house. Given Maylin's vlogging, it ultimately meant there would potentially be some leftover camera equipment around. With escapes surrounding him, Jayden would not hesitate to take his time gathering everything he wished for.
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The expensive decorations were slipped into his sack, every carefully placed amidst the bed of jewelry. Gorgeous miniatures sculptures into the bag. The extravagant picture frames glanced over, alas, the thief ignored them. He would slide the pictures out and steal the frames, however, there was a problem upstairs... Furthermore, fetching an excellent price on picture frames could be difficult. In the end, abandoning them to avoid difficulties from the fellow troublemaker was the preferred choice for Jayden.
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The moment his green eyes locked on her, he accepted being unable to claim everything inside the manor... Committing murder inside the large house would be suspicious, especially if the brunette was a fighter. Since she allowed his peaceful attendance, he would merely hinder her hunt for goods; although, he was hardly a murderous sociopath, to begin with. Furthermore, law enforcement could be called via the meagre usage of a communications device, thus, he would walk along the safer route. After all, if somebody contacted the police, they would be in mutual trouble.
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After snatching the items carefully placed across the fireplace mantel, Jayden's eyes shifted. The green hues locked onto the dark-oak coffee table, noticing some abandoned bills. The thief snatched them, pocketing them into navy jeans he wore through his venture. Carefully, his eyes scanned the room, noting the leather furniture and whispy, dark-grey curtains. A familiar voice rang through the living room. The kleptomaniac's eyes flitted over to the brunette who freshly escaped from his futile trap. It was sensible, the woman carried herself as a thief.
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The question reached his ears, proving the animal woman was entirely unaware of his abilities. If Jayden's presumptions were correct, Lyra was completely clueless about exactly who he was. Complaints were nonexistent at the thought, it assured there would be no self-righteous attempts at arrest or threats to call the TRS. Nonetheless, he highly doubted Lyra was moronic considering the skillfulness she exhibited.
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"What kind of thief needs keys?" He mumbled beneath his breath, allowing her to think as she would.
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Quietly, he hefted his bag, lifting it over his shoulder. After saying his piece, Jayden planned on moving on rather than proceeding with the idle chit-chat. Everything he wanted was snatched from here, thus, he would move onward. From the living room, he entered a hallway with two divides, one to the main foyer, the other the kitchen. A soft 'hmm' escaped his closed lips as he proceeded through the manor. With a split decision, he picked the kitchen, hoping to discover some loose bills hanging around or other decorative pieces.
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From experience, Jayden was aware the alias handed to him by Assembly summoned a high-standing. People were familiarized with the infamy placed heftily above his shoulders. Although, the teamwork efforts between Jayden and his brother, Caden, left Klepto viewed as somebody with a dissociative personality disorder. The polarizing differences between him and his twin brother were considered extreme. Caden possessed flirtatious confidence, words leaving his lips similar to a running facet to persuade someone into his bed.
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Meanwhile, Jayden's qualities consisted of a consistent quiet with shyer undertones. He lacked the sociability exhibited by his twin, hence leaving him the silent brute type. Their strengths were suited differently as well, with Jayden holding a battle prowess beyond his brother who operated incredibly as an information gatherer. Nonetheless, he expected the brunette to retreat and allow him the house for his gathering... Ignoring her mentioning of recognizing his name, he began striding forward. The distance was closed to the threshold to larger treasures.
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He wanted to shove past her, however, it became apparent his opponent lacked no moxie. Abruptly, she barred his path with a declaration and slam of the bedroom door. An annoyed, growl-like noise rumbled in his throat as he stepped back, narrowly avoiding a wooden door to his face. The thief's eyes narrowed as he grabbed the doorknob and threw it open. The woman was quick, somebody talented in robbing homes. He scoped the hallways, green hues narrowly catching a glimpse of her as she hastily accomplished a room before heading to the next.
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The thief followed her, watching as she entered the room. He heard the woman's small talk, however, his fixation went elsewhere... His green eyes scanned the door, noticing certain qualities about the wooden barrier... The door possessed a keylock. The home was relatively old before being modernized, but according to Maylin's vlogs, the family temporarily kept the older doors on some of the rooms. Rather, they ironically wanted to save money on installing a high-class security system; a fact Maylin idoitically left in.
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Rather than provide an answer, Jayden slammed the door shut before hovering his hand over the handle. Briefly, his eyes flashed a vibrant green before flashing to red. The sounds a lock churning echoed in his ears, as though the key was twisted into it. With a soft hint of a satisfied smirk, he turned away, heading into the following room to hastily clear off a vanity. Thoughts swirled as he mapped out the house, planning on rummaging around for anything obvious. Rich families at times carelessly left money out.
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Thus, rather than scavenging the remaining rooms for small hints of precious jewels, the male thief used his present door to teleport into the downstairs bathroom. He opened it, landing himself next to the living room where people occasionally left foolish treasures out. Quietly, he began going through the room, discovering a few trinkets on the fireplace mantel. Family photos were left behind, but anything expensive from trips or shops was stored into the bag. Alas, anything breakable was left for the time being.
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Fellow thieves entering the same home was always a nuisance for Jayden. As a greedy robber of the night, the green-haired man preferred to avoid having to share his stolen goods. Earning through thieving was enjoyed by the hat-wearing Assembly soldier, therefore, he viewed the woman as competition. He wanted the woman to be chased out, leaving all the items inside for his thieving. The brunette foolishly attempted to steal his bag of goods, the green-haired man's eyes narrowing. The stranger clearly had intentions of getting in and out swiftly.
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With a heavy swing of the bag, Jayden managed to shake the stranger off. The Assembly soldier's green eyes watched as the stranger stumbled back. He watched the woman fall before hastily rising from floor with a groan. An impressed gaze settled on Jayden's face, unmasked as he observed the other thief. He wanted to assure she would not be attempting to snatch his bag with another plan. If anything, the green-haired man wanted her to decide to leave and allow him to gather more items for his selling.
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The inquiry about his name would never be met with the truth. In reality, his name was Jayden Milton, however, he would inform the stranger of his alias... An alias he hoped would persuade the brunette into leaving.
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"Klepto," he told her in a neutral voice.
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When the woman stated the manor being her score. Promptly, Jayden rolled his eyes at the young woman, displeased with her so-called claim. A distance was created as the brunette smartly stepped back out of wariness. The woman introduced herself as Lyra with the addition of a curtsy. Alas, Jayden remained unmoving, his green eyes observing her body language in hopes of noticing anything that would suggest her following actions. Alas, the woman's lady-like introduction was merely to coincide with her following statement.
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She claimed the gentlemanly action to commit would be splitting his meagre gatherings with her. The green-haired man's eyes narrowed as he regarded her.
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"Who said I'm a gentleman?" He grumbled at her.
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The gifted man took steps towards the woman, planning on moving past her to proceed with his thieving quest. He hardly cared about her presence, he could escape swiftly after all.
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A liar attempting to frighten him off was hardly a force Jayden would fear. Foolish charades to create deception suggested the woman was ill-prepared in the event of another individual being inside the home. The trained thief's eyes remained locked on the other individual, hoping he could intimidate her into leaving. At worst, he would be required to make an easy escape and perhaps return another day. Security systems struggled to keep the access manipulator out of a home, therefore, he could enlist Caden's assistance with his tech-savvy ways and infiltrate again.
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Alas, the woman stood at the threshold of the door, surprisingly failing to retreat. If required, Jayden would engage in combat against her to proceed with his raid of the lavish manor. Unlike his brother, the older twin excelled in combat capabilities, hence his reason for being the frontline face when it arrived to soldiering affairs. The woman proved unpredictable when she began moving closer. In response, Jayden's eyes narrowed, enhanced strength activating to create a razor grip around the top of the bag.
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If needed, he would swing the contents at her. Jewelry was not an effective weapon, but a bag full of jewelry boxes and lose treasures heading for someone's body with enhanced strength could be devastating. The gifted thief took a few steps back, only ceasing when his calves collided with the bed. He met the brunette's eyes with a glare, prepared for whatever combat to arrive, alas, the woman decided a different route. She reached for the bag, unaware of his activated enhanced strength securing the contents in his possession.
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The male thief's stare deadpanned as he allowed the stranger to attempt any tugging she pleased for a few seconds. If it was not obvious before, the mysterious woman was not a fighter. Should the stranger still be holding the bag, Jayden began swinging it with force to cease the ridiculous hopeless tug-of-war.
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Items were haphazardously thrown into Jayden's bag as he grabbed the expensive items. The shiny items captured in the jewelry boxes were the valuables the thief searched for. Similar to a raven, Jayden discovered himself attracted to the sparkling jewels and polished metals. These would fetch a high price and earn him something, or perhaps work in giving his brother a present he could enjoy. Despite his glee in gathering the items, the gifted young man kept himself stern-faced and serious as he proceeded to work.
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The sounds of approaching went unheard as Jayden hastily rummaged through the drawers and threw valuables into the bag. Riches were precious to the kleptomaniac, therefore, he took everything he desired. Although, the hushed squeak of the bedroom door prompted Jayden to freeze and gaze at his opponent. A young woman stood at the threshold of the room, differing from the self-proclaimed rich girl model. A pair of rounded brown ears poked from the woman's head while straight locks of waist-length hair surrounded them.
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Nonetheless, she failed to match the description and lacked formal attire associated with security guards. Fortunately, the woman doomed herself by stating the room belonged to her. The lids of Jayden's eyes narrowed inside the holes of the mask as she spoke, proclaiming the room as her. He stood straighter, showing his full height. His hand wrapped around the top of the bag, closing it and hiding the contents. The loudness of her words and feigned conviction failed to frighten Jayden off as he stood, expression neutral.
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Hardly a hint of emotion was displayed on his face as he regarded her with a subtle hint of anger. The woman attempted to persuade him out, however, Jayden would not be leaving. They both were in the wrong being inside the house, at least, the male thief assumed. Therefore, he had reason to take action. Without a second thought, Jayden adjusted his hold and was placed against the wall. Afterwards, he turned to the strangers, eyes locked on her.
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"You are not Maylin Avard," he countered in a low voice. "So go ahead and call the police, I will leave you here to get caught."
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Even if the woman was tasked with protecting the home, the renown of his name hardly made seeing his face worrisome. People knew the infamous Klepto and the face paired with the alias. Furthermore, a physical confrontation was something Jayden would have to be concerned about. He was the fighter of the duo who operated under his namesake, therefore, he was prepared for combat.
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Social media hungry families brought advantages for the starving thief. Plenty of pictures were taken by the youngest, sixteen-year-old daughter of the Avard family. She wished to become a social media sensation and a high-quality model with complete disregard of the requirements. Her parents followed behind with wheelbarrows of support without a penny of thought to the complications. She was a pretty thing, but known for a rotten attitude and starting dramas with fans and other wannabe models. People despised the foolish actions of an arrogant teen.
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Although, somebody lived off the prevalent nature of her photos. Quietly, Jayden spent a few eves scoping the wealthy Avard home via the backgrounds of the "model's" photographs. To further this, the young wannabe social media celebrity accomplished house tours to display her lavish lifestyle to all. She wished to make people envious, little was she aware, it would backfire. Despite the home's gated community, there was limited indoor security other than a mere few door alarms, but even those could be bypassed.
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By making their residence a gated community, they thought they overlooked nothing... but Jayden planned on proving them incorrect. There was a hankering for thieving for the young kleptomaniac, furthermore, he wanted to surprise his brother. Despite the incessant flirting and making people believed he was libidinous and heavily lustful, Jayden wanted to treat his twin, Caden, to pleasantries occasionally. Usually, this consisted of stealing his brother something with the connotations of wealth to impress young men and women... what else would the fling-hungry man want?!
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Nonetheless, the mission to the manor would be a solo excursion. As he stuffed a fabric bag into his pocket, Jayden quietly prayed he could discover an alternative item for Caden... The last thing he wished to have his ears teeming with was chatter about how flings enjoyed being in bed with his brother. Only the gods could rescue him from Caden's lustful tendencies... Carefully, the thief grabbed his favoured hat, adjusting it atop his head. Compared to other robbers, Jayden was unique with a light, green dress shirt covered his chest while a pair of black jeans covered his leg.
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People were plenty aware of the infamous Klepto, however, his position as an Assembly of Phantoms member granted to immunity. He kept himself hidden enough and maintained the air of stealth, but citizens knew his face. He was Klepto, a man to allegedly have more abilities than an average gifted, leading to confusion as to his species; nobody knew Caden existed. Furthermore, Jayden was the individual who kicked a bodyguard into a brick wall hard enough for the bricks to crack. Either way, Jayden was known for offensive tactics while Caden created notoriety for the intellectual side and information gathering.
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Once prepared, Jayden neared his bedroom door, green eyes locked onto the wooden gateway. His hand lifted to the doorknob, flickering a brief red before shifting to green. His hand reached for the doorknob, twisting it open to reveal a location differing from the family hallway into the kitchen. Rather, Jayden entered the daughter's room where a majority of the images were taken; he could visualize it best. The pastel pink walls and pink accessories making her favoured colour obvious upon entry.
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He crossed the threshold, hand automatically closing the door behind him. Doors down would be the master bedroom where the parents slept, however, he had probable cause to begin here. Promptly, he approached the vanity and started shovelling the copious jewelry boxes in. Each one would have the delicate charms the young daughter preferred... Perhaps he could jokingly hand one to Caden. Then again, his brother would be probable to regift it in exchange for a one night stand with a gorgeous woman... He hated knowing his brother immensely well at times.
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Little was the thief aware in his haste that another capper of the night lurked through the manor's hallways. Across the home's front was an imaginary bullseye because of the family's obsessive social media usage. Leaving it a place craved by thieves.
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