The Prinny Squad v.s. The Fiertia Crew! [Open]

[a_devil_lady]

Characters: The Prinny Squad, Etna & The Fiertia Crew
Content: After escaping Etna's clutches, the four prinnies reek havoc upon the ship! It is up to the crew of the Fiertia to capture these little brats before Etna ends up accidentally denoting them.

Hurry guys! Save your ship!
Setting: The Fiertia
Time: Mid-Afternoon
Warnings: Dumb looking peg-

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Jimmy

[ribbonyidentity]

Penguins running around and causing trouble wasn't a problem. Penguins running around and hassling the crew also wasn't a problem. However, penguins running around and bothering Yuri wasn't just an issue - it was a complete and utter disturbance needed to be well and thoroughly squashed immediately.

Well, perhaps not immediately.

Having only finished the special task she set out for herself, Shion needed to wash her hands clean. Sure, there were penguins darting about and - the worst of it all - the captain wasn't pleased, but priorities were priorities. After all, if she didn't want the captain to think badly of her, any more than with he already was with her methods for interrogating the intruder, then she needed to make sure no one could find a single finger of hers caught in such culpable affairs.

Pushing open the door and stepping into the bathroom, her heels clicking lightly with the flooring, she caught a glimpse of another crew member, heading towards the last stall. It was a woman with blonde hair - one of the more recent ones, was it? Shion couldn't recall having ever met her before. That had to mean she was either Kara Thrace or that...other, diffident sounding girl over the network.

Without another thought to it, Shion proceeded towards the sink to wash her hands. As it was, business before pleasure. Removing any possible evidence, and then, penguin hunting.

Jimmy

[a_devil_lady]

As soon as the door creaked open, Jimmy knew he was doomed. It didn’t dawn on him as of yet that this was the women bathroom but the prinny knew he was trapped. There is only one exit/entrance to this bathroom and Jimmy was too far away to try to sneak out as of yet. The only thing he could do is to hide within the stalls and progressively get closer to the door. If he managed to avoid the two folks who walked in here, Jimmy will be out of here in a jiffy!

“Come on, dood…” He whispered to himself quietly. “You can do it, dood!” Chanting this low mantra to himself repeatedly, Jimmy hopped down from the toilet quickly and rolled under the makeshift wall that separated this stall to the next one. Hopefully Kara wouldn’t notice all the toilet tissue and peg-leg prints the prinny left behind.

“Okay, dood. Your one step closer to freedom.” Jimmy mumbled to himself.

Jimmy (guh, delayed. /kicks modem)

[frakkdis]

Kara, in her pursuit of comfort, didn't pay the other girl who had entered any attention. She made a beeline right for the last stall and -

Why the hell was it all messed up? And with prints all over the place.

Then she heard the muttering.

Looks like dropping a bomb would have to wait for a bit.

The blond straightened up as slowly and as quietly as she possibly could, and turned to face the other girl in the area, gesturing for her attention. She kept one finger to her lips, though, to make sure the other knew they had to be quiet.

Jimmy (It's alright~. Memorial Day activities have terribly delayed me as well. D:)

[ribbonyidentity]

It was as Shion extended a hand towards the knob to turn on the faucet, when she caught an indistinct sound - almost as if a male voice was speaking. Pausing, she cast a glance over her shoulder to find the blonde motioning for her attention, gesticulating to remain silent.

For a moment, Shion wasn't certain what the other was trying to indicate. She was supposed to be quiet, sure, but whatever for? However, swiftly gazing over the other's figure into the stall, she noticed a torn piece of toliet paper drifted onto the floor, with a dark smudge on it. Prints.

Under this realization, Shion gave a slight nod of acknowledgement, shifting towards her and awaiting the young woman's next course of action. She wasn't certain what the woman had planned, and she clearly had a better idea of the situation, so she would let the other lead.