Stealing from the rich (Open)

[sly]

Sly scooped around, he watched many people, the way they acted was important to him, and so far he didn't like the way this Noble was acting, all superior, just because he was in a royalty house, treating poor people like dirt. He waited for night fall before making his move. He was in an inn waiting for that time, with that opportunity he left and approached the building of that royal person. He looked at the doorknob turning it, the door was indeed robbed, he looked around and put his cape on to hide his face just in case, he hoped there was no other wizards around, and that the founders weren't here, he pointed his wand at the doorknob. "Alohomora" He said, successfully unlocking the door, he turned the doorknob, opening the door and went inside swiftly. He looked around for a while, eventually getting to the treasury room with no difficulties, he has the advantage since he is a wizard, casting spells on making those guards sleep, or even stand immobile. He eventually accessed the treasury, and took his magical bag out, casting a wingardium leviosa on the treasure chests to shake them and spill all the gold coins in that magic that didn't even change form. He put the bag in his pocket and left the treasure. Accessing the bedroom, he looked for more valuables, stealing a necklace, ring and a golden cane that he also put in the same bag, he then left the house and locked the door with magic, everything seemed easy now, he was relieved, he would distribute these items to those who really needed it. However he was unaware that someone saw him.

[clemence]

It had been such a long and tiring day for madame Cartier. Attending a ball and a dinner and managing to look your best at both places was an art. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror, running a hand through her blonde hair. She was about to go to bed, when she heard footsteps in the bedroom. The servants and guards were in the house with her, but none of them was allowed to go into their private chambers. Clémence pulled her wand out and walked into the bedroom, hiding behind a curtain. There was a young man inside and he was taking their money and jewellery. He was really fast, he ran out before she could do or say anything. Clémence ran towards the window and looked down, just in time to see the boy running across the lawns. She wasn't going to let him get away with the money he'd taken; it had taken her husband years of hard work to earn the money and it had taken her years of hard work to try to spend it. She sighed heavily and lifted her wand. "Immobulus!" she screamed, casting at the thief.

[sly]

Sly didn't know what it was but he had somewhat of a bad feeling, he enchanted his bag to hex anyone who touched it other than him, so the treasures would go to the rightful people, the people who needed it the most, not some ruthless bimbo like that man who mistreated people. He was right of being cautious and suspecting that someone might be after him, someone did notice him, as he was immobile, falling on the grass, some muggles looked around, wondering what was happening, they just shrugged and resumed their conversations, thinking it was only a clumsy fool. Sly wasn't enjoying this at all, how would he get out of this, he had no idea.

[clemence]

Clémence sighed nervously, squinting as she stared into the darkness, trying to see if she'd hit the intruder. That would usually be her husband's job, but since he wasn't home, she had to take care of it. Madame Cartier walked downstairs, to see the guards immobilised or sleeping; their intruder was obviously a wizard. Clémence walked out of the mansion and down the path, before she noticed something in the grass. She raised her wand and approached him. "Alors, what do you want? Give back what you have taken!"

[sly]

"I want to help the poor, now release me and I refuse to give these items back to a monster of an owner." Sly said boldly, he wasn't at a negotiable position though, he was caught pretty badly and he thought everyone was asleep, looks like he was mistaking, he won't make this mistake another time he'd make sure everyone was asleep he wondered what would happen now.

[clemence]

Clémence looked at him with a small pout, twisting the wand in her hands. She frowned at his following words. "If you want to help the poor, then earn the money yourself and give it to anyone you want." She knew that her husband was pretty ruthless at times, but he could hardly be called a monster, not compared to some other people. "You are one of those silly poor people who envy those with money." she said coldly, looking down at him.

[sly]

"I don't envy bad people like you, I despise them." Sly said, it was true, he had no need for money, he had no need of those empty objects that meant completely nothing, he rather want to remain pure. "I'm sure you only love those with gold, you are bad yourself, not a great person, you deserve being robbed. The poor need the gold more than you do. "

[clemence]

"Oh, because you don't have any money, poor boy." She said coldly, looking at the helpless boy. After hearing the words that actually described her perfectly, she straightened up a bit and raised her head high. "I don't care about them! Who are you anyway?"

[sly]

Sly didn't care about what she said, he wasn't poor but unlike her he didn't care much about gold, he was different, and morally good, of course stealing isn't a good thing but he did it for people that need the gold, he couldn't let poor people die from starvation. "Why would I reveal myself to an ugly woman like you?"

[clemence]

Clémence narrowed her eyes as she was looking at him. She was thinking of stopping the curse and releasing him, after he'd given the money back, but his words made her change her mind. "You filthy creature, how dare you call me ugly?!"