An Excerpt

An Excerpt

As the thief dashed through the street, Sukume yelled desperately searching for anyone who could help. The bastard had gotten away with HER hard earned pay and she’d be damned if she let him get away with it. Thievery and debts were no joke in Khonuki, especially in the entertainment district. Thankfully, their legs were made to run efficiently and quickly! It was a shame they didn't have feet though.. In retrospect it’s probably to fend off the dust storms. As Sukume caught up to the little crook they grabbed their bag, yanking them back forcefully into her. Both of them were sent tumbling down onto the rocky floor. Sukume knew they didn't make roads because of religion and the storms or whatever but damn they could put something softer down at least! Bonking her head on the sharp rocks was incredibly unpleasant. At least she was able to apprehend the pickpocket. Reaching into the bag she noted the snobby craftsmanship. It looked like it was made of clothing scraps with different patterns and textures all over the sack. The handle was made of leather while the actual bag was of a scratchy cloth. PersOnally Sukume wouldn’t be caught dead with… whatever this was but she supposed beggars can’t be choosers. They were probably stealing for a reason. In fact, she wouldn’t be surprised if the thief was from Domu. All of them were either robbers, depressed lunatics, or ugly losers. It’s no wonder why all the colonies hate them–they always act up and lie then pin it on us when they're caught! Standing up Sukume brushed off her EXPENSIVE clothes and quickly fished her small purse out of the burglars bag. It was much nicer than theirs. Small enough to fit in her pocket and a vibrant bluish-purple, it was what you expected from a prestigious house in Khonuki. The purse had blue diamond markings covering it as a pattern and a small keychain connected to the zipper. Her most prized possession with all the money she earned!—-------------------------------------