Character: Glaucon
Prompt: Show and Tell
Community: Theatrical Muse
They are in the bazaar. It feels much the same as the grand bazaar in the outer ring of her city, but it is different. This bazaar is on another world, one they did not reach by shifting sideways or sliding through time and space, but on a machine. That part of it feels wrong.
The rest of it feels right. The noise and lights, the crowd, everyone haggling, everyone wanting something and willing to pay only a pittance of what it is worth to get it. The rushing of people back and forth along the streets as they try to get their wares to their stalls in time for a deal. Underneath that, the children slipping through the crowd, reaching for what isn't theirs to take, trying to get it and be gone before they're discovered. He smiles a little, remembering that. He used to be one of those children, a long long time ago, and he is not too old to remember what that was like.
Glaucon's fingers close around the boy's wrist and he grips just tight enough that the rough edges of his talons press into the boy's arm. It won't hurt, not yet, but it's a threat. Slowly, against the tugging, he brings the boy around to face him.
"Do you know what that is you were about to steal?"
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