One Does Not Simply Metalbend Into a Bank (Open)

Jemmy frowned. Mae didn't want to be her toy. Humans were so proud. It was hard to get one to surrender their free will, especially in this age. Mae said that she didn't like magic or contracts, and wanted to rescue her mother under her own power. "Okay. I'm sorry to hear that, but I respect your decision." If Mae didn't want to be Jemmy's toy, then she wouldn't force the issue. Jemmy knew from centuries of trying to crush Kyte's free will that there was little fun to be had in trying to enslave someone.

Jemmy had also promised to let Mae go. Mae reminded her about her other promises: not to tell anyone about Mae or the robbery. Jemmy took another lick of her ice cream. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

Mae left the building, saying goodbye to Jemmy by name. Jemmy waved at her as she left. "Goodbye...whoever you are." They had gotten to know each other so well, and Jemmy had never bothered to ask the metal bending thief for her name. After another two minutes of eating her ice cream cone alone, Jemmy forgot that they had even met.

"Where did I get this ice cream?"

She finished the sweet treat, but she was still hungry. The man who had asked about her balloon before left the restaurant. Jemmy watched him walk away through the window and licked her lips.


OOC: Great Thread!