♦ Heist 02 ♦ Voice/Action ♦
[He's been contemplating something since shortly after his arrival, and it's been bugging him. The majority opinion of this in Luceti doesn't particularly matter to him, but you can just say he's curious about how it holds up for the people here. And by that, he's thinking about family values. It's important to a Rogue and he could assume that for others, but he's willing to find out just how important it is to everyone else. Boredom is a cruel mistress.
Besides, playing nice and friendly can have its advantages.]
I'm curious. How many of you would do anything for your family? And when I say anything, I genuinely mean the exact definition of the word. Anything.
[Action]
[Some time later, during the evening, Remington has managed to get his hands on one of his Shushus. Specifically, the one that doubles as a knife and a boomerang. And he isn't afraid to try it out around the village -- not in a fighting way, of course. In an experimental way. He's going to stick to the darkness of the night throughout the entire village, and trying spotting people he was willing to try messing with. And by messing with, clearly this means that he's going to be throwing his sharp boomerang from the shadows at them, and specifically aim it to miss so that it'd just go around them, before returning to him.
That's all. Nothing too dangerous, and nothing that would garner attention in a negative way. Just being mysterious and trying to fake strangers out. He'll just pass it off as a training accident if someone ends up jumping in the way, duh. Plus, he's hiding while he does this. Surely, no one would have the awareness to actually find him while he does that. Surely.
Other than that, he'll be throwing it somewhere in the forest, cutting branches off of some trees to test how sharp it still is. It's been nearly a month since he had his hands on it, after all. It could have easily dulled.]
Besides, playing nice and friendly can have its advantages.]
I'm curious. How many of you would do anything for your family? And when I say anything, I genuinely mean the exact definition of the word. Anything.
[Action]
[Some time later, during the evening, Remington has managed to get his hands on one of his Shushus. Specifically, the one that doubles as a knife and a boomerang. And he isn't afraid to try it out around the village -- not in a fighting way, of course. In an experimental way. He's going to stick to the darkness of the night throughout the entire village, and trying spotting people he was willing to try messing with. And by messing with, clearly this means that he's going to be throwing his sharp boomerang from the shadows at them, and specifically aim it to miss so that it'd just go around them, before returning to him.
That's all. Nothing too dangerous, and nothing that would garner attention in a negative way. Just being mysterious and trying to fake strangers out. He'll just pass it off as a training accident if someone ends up jumping in the way, duh. Plus, he's hiding while he does this. Surely, no one would have the awareness to actually find him while he does that. Surely.
Other than that, he'll be throwing it somewhere in the forest, cutting branches off of some trees to test how sharp it still is. It's been nearly a month since he had his hands on it, after all. It could have easily dulled.]