Characters: Zidane and sum looters Content: WE ARE THIEVES. Setting: Melior, in a fancy-pants house Time: Early Evening as the play starts. Warnings: Thieving!
Laharl wasn't much for plays in the first place; that went doubly so for something named "I Want to be Your Canary." Sounded like the sort of lovey-dovey crap that Flonne liked.
He'd almost resigned himself to just going to sleep - hell, maybe he should take a week-long nap, what with how dull things had been lately - when he noticed a few people seem to wander off the ship not too long before the play was to start. There'd only be one way to find out what they'd be up to, naturally.
They took pretty diverse routes - the ones he'd followed actually took to the roofs for a while - but eventually they gathered near a large, well-to-do house, and seemed to rather nonchalantly wait.
This was a lot stealthier than *he'd* ever done it, but if Laharl had to guess...they were about to commence looting the place. What luck that he decided to follow them - they could benefit from his years of experience.
Noticing one guy that looked familiar - that monkey-man he was int he jungle with - he strolled right up to him, a broad smile on his face.
"Good thing I followed you - I'm going to save you all from making a terrible mistake."
[ooc: I'm not sure if Laharl was slotted for looting, but I cannot resist throwing him into the chaos >.> If you would prefer he wasn't there, I can snip this before the next reply.]
lol its all goodthespianmonkeyNovember 19 2008, 05:55:19 UTC
Once Naruto and Zidane had headed off to the house they were ordered to loot, the blond shorter one of the two wasn't expecting to be followed. He was usually pretty good at being stealthy, and from what he'd heard from the ship, he thought Naruto was too.
So, when Laharl decided to speak up. Zidane jumped about three feet into the air and grabbed a lower hanging tree branch to cling to.
".....Laharl!?" Zidane said in his best, not shouty voice while he tried not to think about the years off his life he just lost.
He'd almost resigned himself to just going to sleep - hell, maybe he should take a week-long nap, what with how dull things had been lately - when he noticed a few people seem to wander off the ship not too long before the play was to start. There'd only be one way to find out what they'd be up to, naturally.
They took pretty diverse routes - the ones he'd followed actually took to the roofs for a while - but eventually they gathered near a large, well-to-do house, and seemed to rather nonchalantly wait.
This was a lot stealthier than *he'd* ever done it, but if Laharl had to guess...they were about to commence looting the place. What luck that he decided to follow them - they could benefit from his years of experience.
Noticing one guy that looked familiar - that monkey-man he was int he jungle with - he strolled right up to him, a broad smile on his face.
"Good thing I followed you - I'm going to save you all from making a terrible mistake."
[ooc: I'm not sure if Laharl was slotted for looting, but I cannot resist throwing him into the chaos >.> If you would prefer he wasn't there, I can snip this before the next reply.]
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So, when Laharl decided to speak up. Zidane jumped about three feet into the air and grabbed a lower hanging tree branch to cling to.
".....Laharl!?" Zidane said in his best, not shouty voice while he tried not to think about the years off his life he just lost.
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