Cloak and Dagger (O/O)

Miles shrugged, taking the dagger from his mouth. Whatever. I’ll just cut it. He pulled her hair back and chopped most of it off with the dagger. (Can we just say it was how she wanted it because I don’t know what longer on top means cuz I dumb lol). “There…. please tell me that’s what you wanted.” He tossed the hair in the grass and lead her back inside, giving her a tabletop mirror from his nightstand. “Does that look right?”

(Basically now it looks sorta like this: https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ff/3b/7b/ff3b7b3ebb0107439c11a54e525a8017.jpg)
Emmeline ran her fingers over her hair "This is perfect, thanks." She looked up at him and gave him a warm smile, brushing a few stray hairs off her clothes. She set the mirror back on his nightstand and did a little dance, knowing that she probably looked like a little kid that got something they wanted.

(Oof I was thinking more this but that's okay too — just thought that'd suit her more.)

Miles watched her and shook his head lightly. I still don't even know why she's still here… "Alright then…" He pocketed some money and a few rings that were locked in a small tabletop chest. "I'm planning to head out to a town to sell some stolen rings…. Unsure what you want to do…. But I ain't staying here long."

"I can do whatever," She said with a small shrug "If you don't trust me I can leave or go with you or I could stay here," She glanced at him before looking around the cabin "Whatever you want me to do,"

"Judging from the rule of first impressions, I think you shouldn't stay in the cabin," Miles growled. "But… I'm sure coming with me won't hurt. However, I do have one rule."
He put the mirror back and pointed at her aggressively. "Whatever you do, don't attempt to steal from people in broad daylight." That's the dumbest thing anyone can do. Everyone knows.

Her eyes widened slightly and she nodded "Ok, I'll keep that in mind." She nodded again and then motioned to the door "Are we leaving now?"

“Sure thing….” Miles grabbed all of the essential things — Coin sack, dagger, pouch of stolen rings — and headed out the door. Once Emmiline was out, he locked the door securely and put the key under his shirt on a necklace. “Well… I suppose today we could go to (insert town name here because I’m bad at names)…. What do you think?” I should seriously just go…. she can just follow… And so he went off with her behind him.

Emmeline followed behind Miles quickly, cursing how tall he was and how short she was. Just keeping up to him took so much effort and she had to jog every so often to not fall too far behind. "Do you usually go to town every day?" She asked.

"Depends on how I'm feeling that day." Miles rolled his shoulders. "But usually once in a while." Although I do go every night to get me some goods… He rubbed his hands maliciously,but showed nothing of it. "I'm sure you'll like this town. It's quaint and tiny, and not much guard enforcement… If you know what I mean…" He turned and winked at her.

She smiled and rolled her eyes "I don't steal unless I really need to," She glanced up at him and put up a hand, smiling happily, "Before you say anything, I know that that's weird, only taking what you need? It's a crazy idea.."

"That is a crazy idea," He said lavishly. "Take only what you need…." Miles muttered, finding the main stone path to the town. "Don't you need everything you can get your hands on?"
He quieted down once he reached the town border, heading to another small courtyard-like area. There should be a good shop somewhere around here…

Emmeline followed quietly, trying her best not to draw attention to herself as they walked. She wasn't scared of being seen, it was just her instincts from living on the streets kicking in.

He looked around and beckoned Emmiline to follow him. "I think I know where the general shop is…" Miles went down a few paths to a small wooden building, heading on inside.
The guy there was welcoming, and Miles headed to the counter, pouring the rings out on the table. "I'd like to sell these." He stated plainly.
The man almost gawked, but kept to himself. "I'll buy what I can, I only have so much money…" And he handed all of his gold for only five out of the eight rings.

"Wow…that's a lot of money.." She mumbled, looking at the coins. She rocked on her feet and looked up at Miles, an impressed look on her face.

Miles smiled and grabbed the money off the counter. "Have a nice day," He turned around and walked out, smirking the entire time. Once he was out the door, he found a nice, cool shadow to hide himself under. "See, that's what you do… You sell it off so you aren't suspected as easily for stealing or whatever…." However, there have been instances where they randomly find out it's stolen….

Emmeline nodded, sitting down beside Miles. "Good tip. Also, how did you get that many rings, are they all stolen?" She looked around and started fiddling with the hem of her clothes, "Is there another store like that in this town?"

"Not all of them are stolen," He muttered lowly. "That would be just awful. Some I obtain 'legitimately'." Miles air quoted. "Like by winning fights or just buying with my great amount of gold…" He sat back and crossed his legs. "However, there are certain circumstances where they run away and I take their stuff…."

"Remind me to never challenge you to a fight," She said with a small chuckle, glancing over at him "I would lose quicker that you could say go and I wouldn't have anything that you could take once you won."

"Of course…" He muttered, standing up. "I'm feeling like taking the eggs from the nest tonight…" Miles said to himself, then brushed off the dirt. "In the meantime, though, let's get something to eat. I need more food than I eat for breakfast, and… Well, I have plenty of money for the both of us."

Emmeline nodded, standing up "Ok," She smiled slightly and rocked on her feet, waiting for him to lead the way to wherever they were going.

They headed to a small, nearby tavern with very few people.
Miles got some food and drink stuff and sat down at a small table. "What do you do all day? Just…. Wander around and… Beg?" He lowered his voice. She can't survive on nothing…

"Yes.." She said softly, starting to eat "I'll get an odd job every so often…or people will give me food so that I leave…" She looked up at him and continued to eat "I'm not the best at taking things from others.."

Miles stifled a deep laugh. "I could teach you, but you have to promise not to expose me." Why not? She could use the skill.

She smiled lightly, "Really? I mean I wouldn't use it much, but it would help," She nodded "I wouldn't expose you, I would never."

He glared at her. "You sure? You seem like the person who would." I can't really trust her that much…

"Miles, you've been nicer to me than anyone I ever knew, I'm completely sure that I wouldn't expose you." She looked at him and nodded "I promise,"

Miles sat back in his chair, folding his arms and rolling his broad shoulders. "…Nicer? You can't be serious…." That's something I haven't been as long as I exist…

She raised an eyebrow "Have you seen what I usually deal with? The only nice person I've ever met is my aunt, and even then she wasn't nice when my uncle was around. I'd say you are very nice."

Miles glanced around a little bit and ate the rest of his food. "Fine." A light red dusting of blush covered his face. "I'm 'the nicest person you've ever met' then." Oh well. People have their opinions.

Emmeline smiled, eating some more "Are you blushing?" She said, chuckling slightly, "Did I make you blush?"