Five-Finger Discounts: Parisian Edition

[sixthanimorph]

Who: David, Cassie, Perry Dawsey, Will Parry, and YOU
What: David says screw the rules, I can morph! and goes on a thieving spree. Punctuated by disapproving wardens and oblivious Animorphs!
When: Tonight and backdated to today.
Where: Paris, France; 2020
Warnings: Pfft.

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11 A.M - Will

[sixthanimorph]

He's still in that coffeeshop, bossing around the help imperiously and ignorant to the fact that they're all making snide comments about his outfit - a morphing suit that's in no way fashionable - behind his back in French.

Re: 11 A.M - Will

[becauseheswill]

Will had been having a rough couple weeks, but as it turned out, being off the Barge and in a setting that was far more relaxed was doing a lot to ease off on some of that building anxiety. He might even get a decent night's sleep.

His item directed him to David, who was apparently making kind of an ass of himself, and generally calling way too much attention to himself than Will would ever be comfortable with. Kirjava had waited outside - he couldn't just carry a cat in with him, after all - and he approached his inmate, frowning slightly.

"What are you doing?"

11 A.M - Will

[sixthanimorph]

Craning his head, David lifted an eyebrow at the surprise appearance of his warden - who, much to his surprise, looked like he hadn't been sleeping much later. Hm. He files that away to ask about later.

"What's it look like I'm doing?" He drops his feet off the table to shrug nonchalantly. "I thought I'd grab a late breakfast."

"Hungry?"

Re: 11 A.M - Will

[becauseheswill]

He shrugged. He wasn't particularly hungry, but considering he had an unlimited credit card and they were in Paris, he might as well attempt to enjoy himself a little bit, and good food was sort of part of that package. He sat down across from David. "You should be more polite."

2 P.M. - Cassie

[sixthanimorph]

Okay, maybe trying to pickpocket an undercover cop wasn't the best idea. Doing it with Will? An even worse idea. He'd had to run off on his warden, and surely there'd be hell to pay later for that, but right now David's just glad he gave his pursuers the slip. He had to board a little cruise boat on the Seine full of tourists. While they're all snapping photos and gawking at the Parisian scenery, David's sitting in the back, splayed over the seats with his head tiled back on the headrest and his eyes closed.

2 P.M. - Cassie

[lovefornature]

Cassie had enjoyed herself in Paris so far; even if it's been only a little over a week on the Barge, it's been a nice change from all the weird happenings there. So when the concierge at her hotel had suggested an afternoon cruise on the Seine, Cassie had booked a ticket. At present, she leaned against the ship's rails, pressed elbow to elbow with other tourists, and listened to the captain point out--first in French, then English, then in another language--the nearest landmark. After he'd finished, and as everyone around her snapped pictures of it, Cassie detached herself from the crowd and headed towards the seats in the back to set down her bag and sit.

And that's when she caught sight of David. At first she thought she'd been mistaken, that it'd just been someone that looked a lot like him. But when she had moved close enough to the back seats, her blood went cold and she swallowed hard. David. It had to be. Cassie hadn't ever known what exactly had come of him--whether, when the Crayak had pitted him against Rachel, he'

2 P.M. - Cassie

[sixthanimorph]

David never even noticed her approach. Worn out after running from that cop, he was in a rare moment of relaxation. After all, he'd given the crowd a once-over - a thorough one, he thought - and had seen no familiar face. Of course, he was more on the lookout for Bourne or Dallas than he was any of the Animorphs. They were far from his mind, and had been for a long time. Eight months on the Barge had given him more immediate concerns, and with all he'd seen, he'd grown to sincerely doubt, deep down, that he'd ever get back home at all. Certainly he never thought he'd see any of the Animorphs again.

Out of them all, it had been Cassie he'd spent the most time with - not out of choice, mind, but simply because they'd made him sleep in her barn. So when she called his name, he recognized her voice instantly. His eyes jolted open and he sat up at once, all pretence of relaxation gone. Any hope that he might be mistaken drained away when he saw the slightly taller, slightly better-dressed young woman standing off to his side. She was a

2 P.M. - Cassie -- sorry for delay! Past couple days have been busy

[lovefornature]

She watched his body language, saw the troubled, tense recognition in his face, the suspicion--and it all was an understandable reaction, she knew; his history with the Animorphs hadn't been a happy one, and it'd ended horribly. Cassie, herself, still felt regret over what had happened, over being the one to ultimately come up with the plan to trap him. But she'd always known, always convinced herself, that it'd been the better choice. Better than death. It had to be.

Still, there was a brief flash of guilt that crossed her face. Cassie shouldered the bag again, tried to smile at him. "I'm here on vacation. Kind of."

Then she looked, for a moment, like she wanted to ask him something important. Instead, she asked lightly: "What about you? What are you doing here? In Paris?"

7 P.M. - Perry

[sixthanimorph]

Did David learn anything from his last close call? Yeah, right. He's out of money after visiting the Louvre and picking pockets again. Hey, he's gotta eat somehow, right? And avoiding Will seems like a sound course of action until further notice

Re: 7 P.M. - Perry

[hatestriangles]

Arthur had cut Perry loose a while back and he's been wandering since then. He still doesn't really know the first thing about Paris, but wandering in a city that's normal, even if it's foreign and unfamiliar? Yeah, it's good. He's just waiting on Rex's call to action and enjoying that normality when he sees a familiar face in the crowd.

"David?"

7 P.M. - Perry

[sixthanimorph]

Well, damn. He was just about to put the snatch on a rather appetizing date fruit when he hears his name being called. Instinctively David jerks his hand back, earning a suspicious look from the vendor, but he's already forgotten. Whirling around, slightly tense after his earlier encounters, David looks ready to fight until he sees it's just Perry.

"Oh, hey. You made it here too, huh?"

7 P.M. - Perry

[hatestriangles]

Was David really just trying to pickpocket that guy? Perry frowns slightly because stealing's never been something he's done. He always worked for his money. But he answers normally enough.

"Yep. Thank god for a normal freaking port, huh?"

[???] OPEN

[sixthanimorph]

[Wanna run into David somewhere else? Tag here!]

Any street.

[darknessb4me]

[Watch Arthas interrupt David in the middle of trying to pick someone's pocket by popping up behind him out of nowhere and drawing a bunch of attention.

WHAT ARE FRIENDS FOR]

"David."

Any street.

[sixthanimorph]

[And watch David stumble and earn a dirty look from the soccer mom, who clearly looks like she wants to bean him with her purse.

GDI ARTHAS]

"Geez, Arthas. Sneak up on a guy, why don't you."

[And then he notices all the people staring.]

Any street.

[darknessb4me]

"Sorry."

[He doesn't sound sorry. And he doesn't seem to notice the staring, because when you insist on wearing full plate armor around staring is just something that happens.

He moves to push through the crowd and gestures for David to follow. Anyone who doesn't like that gets Loomed At menacingly.]