[Open RP]

[bunnyxfran]

Who: Fran and anyone from Tantalus
Where: Near Tantalus HQ
When: Early Evening
Rating: TBA
Warnings: None...that I can think of.

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[clawedcorpse]

Vincent shut the door behind them and slid the inside bolt into place. "I am Vincent Valentine. This is a theatre that was once owned by the Tantalus."

He moved around the darkened room and lit the several oil lamps. The dim light slowly revealed a sort of kitchen/dinning area. "These are simply the living quaters. It seems the group has gone missing at the moment, but we have hopes they will return. Till then I've taken up the task of reforming the group."

A scurry of footsteps was made above them. Looking up, Vincent shook his head. "I have several orphaned children who were rescued living here at the moment. They've helped to repair damages to the place as they could."

He moved to the small stove and poured some fresh water in to a tin kettle and set it on the stove, bending down he started to place some wood inside it and using his other arm for once the cloak pushed back to reveal the clawed arm. He lit the fire and stepped back.

Turning back to gaze at the woman. "Let me get you a towel to dry off." He walked into the next room and began to look for where the children had put them.

[bunnyxfran]

Fran watched as Vincent Valentine lit the lamps around the room, which gave the room a warm orange glow. The building was indeed in need of repairs. She took the towel that was offered and she placed the towel on her face. Gathering her hair, she pulled it around one shoulder and began drying her hair.

She heard the footsteps above her once more, and she directed her eyes to the ceiling and then back at Vincent.

“Tantalus,” she repeated. “I have heard rumors, but I did not know if it existed. Thieves I heard they were.” Fran placed the wet towel over a chair. “I myself am a thief…a pirate, actually. I was hoping to make myself useful. I have been without a partner for a few months, and time goes by slowly without company.”

Fran could hear and smell the water boiling. She pointed to the fire and looked at Vincent.

“What do you hope to do with this new Tantalus?” Fran questioned. “Perhaps, you could use my assistance.”