Darcy hurried down a hidden lane, then stopped and picked up a bag. She stuffed all her groceries in it, then got combat boots, leather bracelets with spikes all over, leather ankelets with spikes all over, a leather collar with spikes all over, and a leather belt with spikes all over. She jammed her feet into her combat boots, sticking the legs of her jeans in, then wrapped the anklets tightly around the boots. She wrapped the belt around her waist, over her clothes, she put on the bracelets and the collar. Then she ran out of there, rushing through the sewers. Finally she came out into the homeless section of town, where teens steal from the common passerby and up. The girl in armour didn't look too appetizing, though, and the different groups just watched. "Some body coming your way," Darcy called, and they gathered around the sewer hole far enough so that they weren't seen, waiting for their target.
(I'll rp the mean group of stealers for now.)