--- Kress ---
Kress looked down at his Timmy in the dark of night. He'd manage to put his armour on before Thyme kicked them out and he was ready to mess with people. Kress pulled one of his spare daggers out of his storage bracelet and held it up above the Timmy. "Let's go commit a crime!"
Timmy snatched the knife with a grin and started to giggle. Kress wasn't sure how much Timmy was allowed to do… but he was determined to have a bit of fun with it. *I mean… is it really considered a fight if you stabbed someone through the eye and take them out instantly?* Kress wasn't sure but he was looking forward to trying.
