[Job/D-Rank] Pfft. What a Day

Jahangir sat licking an icecream, oddly it was autumn not a time where "Frozen delights" Where exactly all the rage, but Jahan himself was about as normal as a octupus-seal. Whatever that is. The Autumn air blew across his face causing him to shiver a bit, wishing that he had been smart and wore a coat or something. The leaves turning colors and falling was a notable warning that "Hey it wont be summer anymore moron", but Jahan really really wanted that icecream. Just as much as he really really wanted to wear a tank top today.

And then the wind blew again.

"Alright. Fu-"

"Help! Somebody Help!"

Jahangir did a double take looking backwards and forwards for the source of the awfully shrilly plea. It was an old lady standing not to far from him, a suspectable looking man was running away from her; towards Jahan with a purse in his hand.

"You boy Help Me!"

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Jahan did another double take. This lady couldnt be talking to him right? Oh well. What did he have to lose? Wait a minute, Im Jahangir, I dont lose. Looking away mischievously and while whistling innocently and unconvincingly did nothing to warn the thief of Jahangir's plot. I mean how could it? Just about every common joe he met randomly for a whiles been an idiot.

"They must come with the change of seasons" he thought while sticking his foot out causing the thief to trip. The bandit fell and the  scurried to his feet, "Hey!"

"Hi. You should really watch your step."

The thief was less than amused. He pulled out a expensive looking knife and waved it around sloppily.

"Im no killer boy but ill cut you up if you try n' stop me"

Jahangir grinned...Then he bursted into laughter.

"Your a complete fool" He wailed still chuckling obnoxiously. "You have that common 'Im a criminal' accent and everything-Oh god!" He continued laughing at the man. The thief grew fed up and lunged at Jahangir dodged sticking his foot out once again to trip the man who fell flat on his ass.

"I see now why your a thief and not a dancer" Jahangir teased.

The man got back up this time throwing the purse down. This had went beyond stealing an old ladies purse so he could tell his friends. This was war! He lunged again this time sending three quick stabs to Jahangir's face. Jahangir used his signature move sleight of hand, quickly and accurately knocking away the mans attacks by swatting them at the handle. Jahangir then took a quick step in grabbing the man by the back of his head. Jahan grinned as he forced the mans head down.

"How do you like Deez' Kneez'!" He slammed his knee into the mans face viciously stopping only momentarily before committing the act again.

Jahangir takes the purse off the unconscious man and proceeds to toss it to the old lady. While walking off however she stops to reward Jahangir for his good deed. Sorta

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