T.A.A.S Agency RP

Shane
Shane sat... he sat. He couldn't really decide what to do; his semi-good side was telling him to go and do school, while his more rebellious side was saying way too many things at once. He exhaled and stared at the building. It was a coold building (not really).

Reagan
 Some slight rustling in a bush nearby caught his attention. Rea studied it for several heartbeats, trying to determine if the sound had been caused by a being or nothing more than the wind. It was too thick for him to see if there was a creature in it or on the other side of it. Could even be a person. The idea was intriguing enough to make him speak. "...Hello?," the boy called tentatively, not really in the mood to get shot or stabbed.

Shane
Shane heared the vouce and, surprisingly, recognized it. But he stayed quiet- for what reasons he didn't know. Maybe his voice was done, or maybe he had just grown tired of socializing. He randomly picked up a small stone and threw it in no apparent direction,

Quincy
With some schoolwork out of the way, Quinn debated what to do. He could get all his school done then, but he was feeling rather restless. He pulled the stolen items from his cloak and stood, storing them in a safe, hidden spot in the house until he could sell them in the morning. 

Reagan
 He jumped slightly at the sight of the stone flying through the air; his eyes tracked it until it landed. "Uh, who's there? I just wanna know. I'm bored and I'm trying to avoid going to school."

Shane
"Vladimir," Shane replied, looking at the sky.

Reagan
 "Oh. It's you." Rea walked up to the bush and peeked around it. "Hi Shane. I think you should maybe know that I'm good at recognizing voices. In any case, why are you here?"

Shane
Shane looked up at the dude. "Yeah, I'll probably forget that in a couple minutes. But, honestly, I got bored with life and am trying to avoid school so I decided to see if I could break into a building." He paused for a moment before asking, "What's your name again?"

Mari
Mari started the batch of brownies, getting ingredients everywhere in the process. "If only mum were here," she muttered to herself. "I always make a mess."

Reagan
 "Reagan. Though most people call me 'Short Emo Kid,' so that works too I guess." He plopped himself down on the ground near Shane. "Can I come with you?"

Shane
"I suppose?" Shane muttered, more to himself than Reagan. "I mean, I don't really know if I'll succeed."

Quincy
He glanced at the laptop again, shrugged, and left the house. Now to find something to do. His sister was probably still asleep, or she would have sent him a message by now. He ended up just wandering around aimlessly, though he did keep an eye out for possible valuables. He wasn't feeling up to stealing at the moment, though, so it didn't matter much. Quinn ended up looping around and stopping in the bakery again, ordering a scone and a hot chocolate and settling into a booth.

Mari
Mari slid the brownies into the oven and collapsed in an armchair to wait. "I might as well go over early after these are done," she mused. "Nothing to do here."

Reagan
 Reagan shrugged. "Don't exactly have anything else to do other than try."

Mari
With the brownies done baking, Mari let them cool and then cut them into squares. She placed quite a few into a Tupperware container and tucked some napkins in as well. With nothing else to do, she geared up to go outside.