suitedreams: Rupert

[battling]

don't run me over (with a horse)

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[battling]

Usually treasure in places like that.

[That's a yes, he's going up to the door and testing if it'll open. No give in them.]

[agleam]

[after a pause, considering that deeply.]

I guess it's not stealing if everyone here are fake shadow people, but...

[battling]

Ya can't really take anythin' outta these places, remember?

[Stealing for fun!

No profit.]

[agleam]

[blinks his good eye]

Wait, then what's the point?

[battling]

It's fun gettin' into places ya shouldn't be!

[he might have wings right now, but unfortunately, he's a cat.]

[agleam]

[the dog ears on his head flatten a little bit.]

I feel like I shouldn't be encouraging this behavior...

[battling]

[He is climbing up the walls]

Where's your sense of adventure?

[agleam]

Currently being tempered by the concern that you're going to fall and break your neck.

[battling]

Haahaa, it'll be fine.

[He is going to test these windows too]

[agleam]

[just watching from the ground, concerned.]

Are they open?

[battling]

They ain't boarded up.

[he actually doesn't have any points in lock picking]

[agleam]

I'm not really sure that's the same thing...?

[battling]

Throw a rock at a window!

[break! it! break! it!]

[agleam]

I - why are you trying to rope me into your criminal activity?!

[he sounds at least a little bit amused as he says that.]

[battling]

You called me nice!

[you owe him 1 criminal behavior]

[agleam]

That's a punishable offence now...?

[he says that but he starts looking for a rock anyways]

[battling]

It is if I say it is, ain't it?

[agleam]

[well

he throws the rock but he has one eye so his aim is wildly off and it just hits a random wall of the mansion instead. there's absolutely no way he would have been able to throw it hard enough to break a window, anyways. his strength stat...]

—Oops.

[battling]

[He laughs and climbs his way back down, wings shifting to provide him some balance before getting back to the ground.]

You 'n Pink have terrible aim.

[agleam]

I'm really not sure what you expected.

[battling]

Better than that.

[The wings flap twice before getting tucked against his back.]

Let's look at the rest of this place. Ain't a way into this for now.

[agleam]

[he laughs]

I don't know if you noticed, but I have one eye. It kind of makes taking accurate aim difficult.

[he glances around, though, before looking in the direction of the market.]

Seems like there's a lot going on over there.

[battling]

Ain't this the second time you've lost one?

[A lot happened in Paris. Some (one) people died.

He'll start heading off towards the market.]

[agleam]

Yeah, but I had, like, four and half months to get used to being able to see normally again. Although, now that you mention it, what do these places have against my eyes...

[he looks directly through the fourth wall (no)

but off to the market they go! he looks around curiously as they approach, ears perking up, though he tries to avoid all of the shadow people.]

Have you seen anything like this before?

[battling]

Now ya got a month!

[ A little over one month, at this point. ]

A market? Yeah, sure. Those go on all the time in Central.