Taylor - Clothing theft

The boy in the back of the group was wearing a heavy leather jacket, one that would be a little large on me, but that would provide a little protection From the fire. Furthermore, he and his friends were all facing away from me at the back of the crowd and everyone else was looking away from them.

I slipped a Miss Militia handkerchief over my mouth, and as I passed by him, I tapped him on the shoulder.

"Inventory," I murmured, and the jacket disappeared from his back.

I'd already slipped into the crowd by the time he noticed that the jacket was gone. By the time I turned the corner, I had the jacket on my own back, and then I was running.

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Fired up