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June Catch All for Dodger

[The Artful Dodger can be found anywhere about London during the course of a full month. Anywhere there's a crowd, there's work to be done, and if you know the hat, you'll be able to spot him easily. Or if you want to be spotted... well, he's always paying attention]

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Roddy had been in a nearby abandoned building, the sort of place he frequently spent time in when he wanted to let his rat instincts run wild without fear of being spotted by quite as many humans or predators.

Of course, once his 'rat time' was done, he shifted back to human, got dressed, and carefully snuck back out of the abandoned building through a window since the doors had been boarded. He moved cautiously as he headed out to rejoin civilization, his eyes, ears and nose focused completely on the world around him as his rat instincts lingered a bit, reminding him of all the potential dangers of the world.

It wasn't long before he noticed someone not far away, though he doubted he really needed his rat senses for that. He may have only seen the guy once, but he'd recognize that hat anywhere.

Quickly deciding that since while what he was doing was technically illegal, he didn't have too much to worry about, Roddy kept walking, acting like climbing out the window of an abandoned building had been a perfectly normal pastime and why should anyone find that suspicious at all?

"You don't need to act like that, ain't no coppers around," the Dodger said cheerfully, calling over to Roddy with a bright grin. "Even if there were, people are climbin' in an' out of that place all the time. They ain't goin' to bother about you."

"Yeah, I knew that."

Even though his paranoid demeanor seemed to imply otherwise. Of course, a lot of that was his paranoid rat instincts, but not all of it. Although at the moment he was more worried about witches retaliating for the things he did to the Innovation Center than police. Not that he'd mind doing it again if it would help make his point that the summoning and familiar crap was not okay.

"You're all twitchy."

The Dodger looks at him, then shrugs.

"Suppose that works, what with turnin' into a rat."

Roddy was about to try and think of some excuse about being twitchy when Dodger followed up his thought with something that he really was not expecting the kid to know.

"Wait, how do you..."

The Dodger gave a grin. "I got eyes, an' I watch. People don't expect a bloke like me to be payin' attention," he explains. "Meant to be more interested in me own stuff. But I like lookin' about. Never know what you might find out."

He grins, and comes over. "Thing is... work I'm in, could use someone like you."

Huh. He'd have to figure out where he slipped up and fix that, but since this guy seemed to be pretty relaxed about it, Roddy figured he could work that out later. For now, he wanted to hear more about this work. Being perpetually broke, Roddy could use an extra revenue stream.

"Yeah? For what?"

"Well, here's the thing. Some jobs require gettin' in places what ain't that easy. For me at least." He looks at Roddy, and shrugs causally. "But for a rat? For a rat, they'd be right easy."

Huh. Well, that sounded interesting. And the thing was, the risk for Roddy...well, it would be pretty high, to be honest, since if he was caught as a rat he could be killed, but if he got away he'd be able to get off easy, because who reported the activities of a rat to the police?

"What kind of jobs are we talking?"

"Usual type of thing... tryin' to get into places what don't necessarily want you in." The Dodger did his best to seem calm about it all.

"Yeah. I figured that." It was pretty much a rephrasing of what he said before. However, Roddy wanted to have some idea of how much in over his head he might be getting before he decided if he was going to sign on. "I'm just wondering what kind of places."

"Anyplace." Honestly, the Dodger never knew himself until Fagin told him the job and when it had to be done by. "Usually private homes, nothin' too fancy. Just enough to get some dosh by."

"So you're going around, robbing innocent people, then?" Roddy asked, smiling a bit to show he wasn't completely serious. "I'll think about it. And even if I were to say yes, I might not agree to just anything. It would be kind of fun to piss of rich, pretentious assholes, though."

And that would be what he'd be deciding based on. How much he'd like to piss off the potential victim.

"Not exactly innocent," there was another shrug. "Don't rob from the poor. They ain't got nothin' worth takin'. But the rich... those what have got some green lyin' around? They're fair play, far as I see it." Don't ask how that was, his view of the world had been highly disorted.

"Might have work soon. I'll find ya."

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