Saya ● Nineteen ● A YEAR IN REVIEW

[sweeperesque]

Characters: Saya, Matthew, & EVERYONE
Location: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
Time: VALENTINE'S DAY. Yes! Backdated! To before the ball! (BUT LET'S DO THE TIMEWARP AGAAAAAAAIIIIIIINNNNNNNNN~)
Style: YOUR PICK
Status: IT'S A PARTY ALL OVER THE BUBBLE. MINGLE, THREADJACK, AND PARTY

[Exactly one year after Vatheon's first influx of foreigners, the bubble

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GREETING MATTHEW

[sweeperesque]

[... so you may notice a redcloakedthief wandering around during the festivites, looking very much like he has a mission. Well, it's his birthday today. In fact, he may even be seeking sweepered aimforthesun first_scorned. Here's the thread for those who are involved with the Scavenger Hunt or just people who want to hinder the poor thief in his mission.]

[sweepered]

[... Well. Standing around and waiting for someone isn't really Train's idea of fun, but hey, he owes Saya (you know, for just about everything?). So here he is, pacing around the plaza, bag of rice crackers in hand as he waits.

Hurry up, Matthew. He's getting bored. >:]

[redcloakedthief]

[Relax, relax. He figures it out quickly enough and shows up, strolling forward as if without a care. A grin.]

This is all very elaborate.

[sweepered]

Ain't it? Saya must like you whole a lot.

[He just grins as he tosses a bag of rice crackers at him.]

So, want your hint?

[redcloakedthief]

[...That's...odd--

He catches them, grinning.]

Paying me back finally? That's kind of you.

...Also, I'm not entirely sure. You make it sounds rather ominous.

[sweepered]

Ominous? How?

[... It's a good thing he's used to acting-comes with being a master of disguise and all-or else he'd have the urge to burst into laughter right now.]

[redcloakedthief]

[...He arches an eyebrow.]

You're pretty good, if you don't actually mean it.

I'm just getting a sense of deja vu here, that's all.

[sweepered]

Well, Saya didn't tell me much about what's going on, other than something about your anniversary and your birthday...? She just gave me a set of instructions.

[redcloakedthief]

...Which would be what, exactly?

[sweepered]

To give you the rice crackers and-

[He pauses, before pointing to a spot right by him, between him and the coral.]

-aaaand that you had to stand right here before I could give you the hint!

[Technically not a lie.]

[redcloakedthief]

[Blink. Blink.

And he laughs. Hard.]

I don't think I'm going to do that. Sorry.

[sweepered]

[A shrug]

Saya's instructions! I can't give you the hint until then, sorry.

[redcloakedthief]

[...]

I'd ask for your word that you won't do anything, but I wouldn't trust it anyway.

[He steps that way anyway, but you'd better bet he's on his toes now.]

Is this better?

[sweepered]

... Better, but geez, relax. I know I used to be an assassin and all, but I'm not gonna shoot you.

[redcloakedthief]

[He holds his hands up.]

Sorry, I'm a thief. You're a sweeper. It's an instinct.

[sweepered]

... I'm not going to try and catch you on your birthday.