The easiest way to familiarize oneself with a town, especially if one sought a little leeway with their more sneaky endeavors, was to befriend the friendly neighborhood law-enforcement. Victor knew just the guy for this, and so he was on a coveting mission. The young blonde had been watching the detective from afar for quite a while now. Kenji Maki... Eager, helpful and well liked. Victor just needed a way to impress that man and things would fall into place. This was one of the few things, that the boy had learned from his father, unbeknownst to the old man of course.
A can of spray paint rolled towards his feet, clunking against the uneven stone. He picked it up, shaking it a little to see if there was any paint left... There wasn't. He scanned the walls in the alleyway, the bright paint destroying the smooth and even wall. He wasn't too proactive about legal things, but vandalism wasn't something he condoned either... The boy was cursed with an aesthetic sense and few things matched his standards, the town of Hargeon was one of those few. That alone, wouldn't have been enough to motivate his actions, but there was an ulterior motive here. As he hatched his simple plan, a cheshire grin tugged the corner of his lips.
The boy followed the path that the can had taken, towards another alley, closer to the main square. Sure enough, he found the culprits there. He watched them for a bit, they must have been in their mid-teens. Two boys and a girl... One of the boys was a bit bigger than the other, the girl seemed to be watching him with much adoration, her finger nervously poised over the button of her can, her lower lip between her teeth... Then there was the smaller boy, with a frown etched on his face, he painted with a certain ferocity, like he was trying to out do someone, between his short paused, the tiny guy would throw nervous glances at the girl, as though looking for approval. Victor chortled as the situation became rather apparent. Now he just had to pick his target... Not a very difficult decision.
He walked towards the kids, the boys continued painting inappropriate symbols on the wall, while the girl began outlining a heart. Noticing where they were headed, he just went and stood against the area that they were bound to decorate next. Silently leaned his shoulder against the wall, with his arms folded, facing them he waited.