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Amid the rising of a false sun, and the stillness of empty streets, a stirring in Miles gut still managed to interrupt his thought.
"Aye lad!... We keep dis pace up and we'll be sure ta miss da deadline!"
Miles dropped his burlap bag, and swung his khaki backpack over his opposite shoulder.
His legs were burning and he was struggling to keep his eyes open. they had been walking all night, and his body felt weak and weary. Miles was determined to make the deadline no matter what, but at the rate he was travelling it would be a miracle if they made it to the meeting point on time.
"Why the hell are we even going man?... we never leave Envy!? what if we run into S.C.Y.T.H.E.?"
Miles looked back at his obviously distraught partner, giving a long cold stare.
He was a young poor looking kid, around 16 or so. he had shoulder length blond hair and was about 5 and a half feet tall. The boy was obviously smaller then miles but was clearly carrying most of the luggage.
"Boy we go where da money goes, and right now our money is waiting for us in Lust...besides, we took da easy route, aint no way we gonna be caught in sloth, too much s**t goin down already... once we finally get to lust is when we got ourselves da problem boyo!"
Miles chuckled under his breath, obviously the boy didn't share his humour. he turned back around and continued his way down the street. Miles knew they were a target, they had several bags filled with illegal tech and were headed toward the busiest hotspot in all seven districts. he knew that if they were caught by S.C.Y.T.H.E. it would be a major problem, but miles was too money hungry. he would risk life and limb for a few extra coins.
They were nearing the Lust District now, and the stirring uneasiness that rested in the bottom of Miles' stomach began to pick up speed. this was a big job, and a job this big brought along just as big of risks.
~JS Gardner