So it is done

Consequence-free actions

Jonathan felt weird. Very much so in fact

On the one hand, he had committed a crime. A very, very serious crime at that. Robbing a bank for ten million lien. A criminal act that he had committed on a clear day. In public. And without anything to cover his identity from possible witnesses. Luckily, he's a mage, so that pesky problem called getting away with it was only a matter of preparation.

If before, if he was caught with his petty theft and perhaps some trespassing, it would only land Jonathan with, most likely, with a bit of a fine or, perhaps, community service. IF instead he was caught now...

Well, let's just say that Jonathan would've been thrown behind bars for a very, very long time, Something that should make him incredibly nervous as he contemplated how to hide his ill-gotten gains.

Instead of worrying about it though, Jonathan felt... excitement.

Jonathan let out a completely shrill laugh, filled with overwhelming emotion. Of what, Jonathan can't really decide. Is this what adrenaline junkies feel?

Refraining from shivering from a fit of chills, either from the cold or something Jonathan can't really describe, he pulled his cloak closer. As if by doing so he could hide the unhealthy excitement behind his clothes.

Ten million lien! Ten million lien for... hmm. Even if he counts all the time he spent preparing, of developing the plan, the time he spent scouting the location, or even the money needed to purchase all the equipment, it was still an overwhelmingly large return on investment!

Crime does indeed pay!

Jonathan tugged at his cloak again, hastily pulling on his hat, so that it covered the somewhat demented grin on his face. He even moved it further so that it covered his face a little, somewhat covering his line of sight.

Still, excited or not, Jonathan's mind continued working, planning for what he's going to do. All his thoughts, all his mind was occupied exclusively with this new preoccupation.

Jonathan now have ten million lien on hand, and he could spend them on whatever he wanted. Though in truth he only has one million lien right now

Jonathan refrained from shrugging his shoulders at the inane thought, instead just rushing down the street, moving his legs quickly to distance himself from the crime scene, all while not paying attention to the hurrying people around.

Jonathan's bag contained a million lien in cash, as he did not dare to take all the money at once, leaving most of the bags full of banknotes lying in the sewers, all hidden with a little bit of debris.

However, even with only a million lien inside it, his bag crackled ominously from time to time. Its overburdened capacity, causing the seams to try to open up, to then dump its contents out.

Jonathan bit his lip to avoid... Something.

Jonathan wasn't even sure about what he needs to do right now, he really doesn't know the first step to take after gaining all this fund. From all the 'heist' movies he watched in the past, he knows that he needs to find some way to 'launder' his money... not that he have the first clue on how to do that of course.

Although, perhaps this confusion was not that surprising.

Lately, Jonathan seems to be flying by the seat of his pants, making decisions after decisions on a shear trigger. Maybe now that he has the funds to support Cinder for the foreseeable future, he could start thinking about his long-term plans...

Or he could die, he supposes.

Preoccupied with thoughts on how to find a criminal fence, Jonathan was no longer paying attention to the road. A clear mistake as he flew into another random passer-by with his bag full of ill-gotten gains flying through the air.