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	♥ 1. Where did you come from? You may not know anyone else on the boat, but you've all got one thing in common; you're headed to Republic City. ♥ 2. It's your first day in Republic City. You might wanna get a job lined up or you'll be living on the streets. ♥ 3. You're the new person in the city. You gotta make some friends, right? Go find someone and strike up a conversation.
	♦ 4. Feeling a little crafty? Maybe you could make a quick yuan. Sell information for money or do a little threatening. ♦ 5. Vines. Vines everywhere! They're like the heads of a hydra. What are you going to do about the vines that just invaded your apartment? ♦ 6. Triads, Equalists... thugs in general. Welcome to the aftermath of losing a fight. Are you gonna go find a healer or are you gonna tough it out?
	♣ 7. You've got a job. What is it? How are you going to get customers? You better get some soon. More customers equals more money. ♣ 8. You're a bender, right? Then you better practice it. What's that? Oh, a non-bender? You can still find a partner to spar with, right? ♣ 9. It's late. Have a drink at the pub! Get to know one another. Let it all flow freely!
	♠ 10. Yeah! You've got a driver's license! Everyone else better watch out... ♠ 11. Entertainment's just rolled on into the city! Watch the ostrich-horses race or the acrobats perform. Or maybe you're one of them! ♠ 12. It's a long line at whatever vendor you're at. Make small talk with nearby civilians or try and haggle the vendor down to a better price.
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4; He didn't necessarily want to do it, it was a talent he'd honed out of boredom, but he had to admit it came in handy when he needed a little extra cash. So he slipped into the crowd, a hat pulled over his head and his golden hair stuffed into it so as not to draw attention as he went.

It was easy, most people were too focused on other things to notice quick hands lifting something off of them and with Jet's reflexes, a little loose change here and there was a cake walk and if he happened to manage something more than that, then even better.

Of course, he wasn't a master thief nor was he a perfect human being, sometimes he just plain slipped up. That was always an adventure.

8; It used to be that he was just fine not being a bender. Life was fine for him, he figured he'd go on unnoticed and probably die some day down the line (not likely too far down the line considering his life) and continue to go unnoticed.

Then he got his air bending.

It was a gift, he was convinced of that. He could control the very air around him and even better he could fly. Without a glider or major gusts of air, he found himself weightless and hovering far above the city and able to access the highest roofs. It was a dream come true, nothing had felt like freedom until he'd felt the wind in his face like that and nothing was more important than freedom.

Jet gave very few things his undivided attention and diligence, but his bending practice was one of them. Every day as the sun was setting, he'd stand on the roof of the building he stayed in and would practice his forms--forms he had to hope were right as he'd looked them up instead of asking for help. It was out there, he knew, but this was his freedom, he didn't want to compromise it by letting in the wrong person.

9; It's just the beginning of night and the usual crowd of bar-loungers were filing in either individually or in groups. Out of all the jobs Jet had held down in his life, this was his favorite. It was relaxed and easy and he actually found himself enjoying it. He could see new and old faces, listen to stories both real and true and sometimes bring smiles to other people's faces with one of his own. It was nice and he found he didn't mind working there at all.

If he could just keep his nose clean, maybe he'd even hold onto this one.

Jet wasn't the only one looking for money today. Only Gintoki had a bit of a different tactic. His focus was directed at everything but himself and his pockets as he wandered the streets looking for extra work. The sort of things that only paid change, usually. But it was still money and he could usually get something to chew on.

Or, more likely than not, he'd try to get more money by gambling.

But there was one thing he had in his pocket. Candy. And the thing about Gintoki and candy? You do not separate them. Especially not if it was chocolate or strawberry flavoured. In this case, it was strawberry flavoured. He didn't usually save candy for long, but he could do so over the day.

So he had candy - that wasn't a luxury he always had - and Jet bumped him when trying to reach into a pocket. Enough for him to notice because he had candy. And he was keeping it.

The reaction was pretty much purely instinct. He lifted a foot, kicked the ground and buried Jet's feet under it.

And then turned around, and grabbed Jet's collar in one hand.

"Oi, the hell do you think you're doing, bastard?"

Candy? Candy Why the hell was there candy in this guy's pocket? He didn't have a whole lot of time to think about it before the guy's fist was curled in his shirt and Jet suddenly found himself in a less than favorable position.

Time to back pedal.

"Whoa, hey there, calm down. I ran into you, sorry, people do that sometimes."

Of course, the moment the words were out of his mouth he felt the urge to eat his foot. There were more politic ways of responding to people, being defensive and sarcastic wasn't one of those ways.

"You think I didn't feel your hand in my pocket, aa? Did you want at my sweets? They're strawberry and hard earned, you know. You'll have to take them from my dead body!" He freed Jet from the ground shackles, only to try to punch him in the face and send him flying. "I won't let you take them from meeeeee!"

Of course he understood that Jet was looking for money. Pickpocketers didn't pickpocket for candy. But what stopped anyone from trying to grab whatever they could find anyway?

Better safe then sorry.

Edited 2014-09-26 08:30 (UTC)

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Jet Link | Cyborg 009 | AU (Airbender, street rat and occasional teenage loner)

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