A Visit to Baloffburg (Part 3)

((Seems that this update is going to be rather small compared to the last one. But the point which I stopped seems natural. Maybe this should have been part of the last post. Ah well, Part 3 everyone.))

The enforcers shoved their ways out of the crowd and pursued the pickpocket, guns at the ready. They took a few shots, rubber bullets launching out at their target, but at that distance they missed, bouncing instead off of the ground and into the bystanders. The thief disappeared the next second, with only the ripple of the crowd to indicate where he went. The enforcers did not hesitate for another second and quickly gave pursuit, the crowd dispersing for them as they charged, not at all desiring to be between the enforcers and their target.

             The street was in total chaos for an instant, with people colliding with each other to evade the enforcers. It was then that Dove realized he was provided an opportunity. “Phoenix, if you want to be father’s favorite, perhaps theres another way to earn his attention.”

            Phoenix looked at Dove with confused interest, and he continued, “Negotiations were never my strong suit. I tend to blather on and on when I should shut up, and I always seem to hit the wrong points. Perhaps you would be better suited to business talk…”

            His sister could not seem to decide upon a reaction, but at that moment, some of the fleeing civilians crashed into them. Einhardt was knocked back a bit, and Dove took the opportunity to run into the crowd. The butler tried to reach for him, but his charge was too far, and with the ruckus the crowd caused he could not rush after him. Soon enough, Dove had vanished from sight.