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Ba Sing Se was a busy place that never rested and with a large population of citizen's as well as a large group of refugees that were taking shelter from the Fire Nation. Dhama, a run away military officer and current thief, was walking the crowded streets of the refugee district. There was little soldiers or patrol to be seen around, no one in Ba Sing Se really cared for the refugee's, they were all mostly seen as a burden to their homeland and so naturally the citizens of Ba Sing Se left them for the wolves or pretended they didn't exists which was perfect for Dhama. Disguising himself as a refugee, no one bothered to look his way or pay him any attention and if anything they ignored him purposely because refugee's were an eyesore. Other refugee's also ignored him because all of them were trying to make it by on their own, they had more concerns over their own family's well being than another guy who lost everything because of the Fire Nation. It had also been a year and a half since he fled from his military duties, not many people would recognize him or at least regular soldiers wouldn't. Dhama, like the rest of the refugees, was walking through the outskirts of Ba Sing Se which were gradually less nice than the inner parts of Ba Sing Se and with more criminal activity. Which Dhama participated in, he knew stealing from refugee's wasn't going to get him much coin because most of these people had come into Ba Sing Se with nothing but from time to time he was able to spot himself something very nice such as the daggers the man he had been tailing was carrying around. Both looked quite valuable and crafted by professionals, he was only aiming to grab one of the daggers since the man he was tailing was less likely to notice one missing from his side though not for very long so he'd have to make a quick getaway and what better way than to get lost in the immense crowd of people. It was a perfect plan and even if his target did notice something he wouldn't be bale to catch him and none of the soldiers would care for a refugee's plea, the dagger would be sold within the hour. The raven haired male began walking closer towards his target as they both headed down the street towards the crowded market and when they were surrounded by a crowd of refugee's Dhama enacted his plan. He shoved past his pale victim, playing it off as an accident as he grabbed one of the daggers at his side. "Ah, excuse me." Dhama turned his head towards the pale guy for a brief moment, smiling lightly before turning his head back. He continued into the crowd making some distance between himself and the man he just robbed, the coin he'd get from the dagger would definitely be enough to get him out of Ba Sing Se. Dhama hated staying in one place for too long and Ba Sing Se had nothing more to offer him, he needed to move on to the next town and make bigger scores than stealing daggers off of people. After slipping out from the crowd of people the darkly toned man headed down an alleyway, the man he sold all his findings too in Ba Sing Se wasn't far from his location so he felt pretty good.