Forty-Third Shower - [Action]

[thalassashells]

[Hey. How ya doing? Are you out in the village today? Then you might notice a certain redhead dressed a bit differently than her usual attire running through the village with a satchel at her side. She darts around a corner, hiding for a few minutes before peering around to make sure she's not being followed and she sneaks back out into the middle of the village square. She'll be wandering around, casually glancing for new places to hide and guarding that satchel.]

Welllll...looks like the brothers just couldn't keep up. [She'll pat her satchel, making sure her prize is still inside.] Guess that means I'll hold onto this for safe keeping.

This place just got a little busier, didn't it?

[Perfect for an attempt to blend in, in fact. So you may run into her as she's prowling the village, also making sure there aren't any wanted posters. Oh, and don't mind her trying to get her smolder on around you fine people. Who knows, maybe on her walk she'll accidentally run into a princess or three, or even the authorities.

Let's hope it's not the palace guards.]

Comments

[avaricious]

Now now, don't take it that way. I happen to be one myself.

[meteorical]

Oh yeah? What'd you do?

[avaricious]

I went to the country Amestris without the right paper. So I was an illegal alien, who later escaped from prison.

[meteorical]

...that doesn't sound too bad. [At least not in Flynnigan-Kairi's mind.]

[avaricious]

Well I never quite managed to get the wanted posters I was hoping for. That was very disappointing.

[meteorical]

Lucky you. They keep messing up mine. Embarrassing, really.

[avaricious]

Really? I haven't seen any.

[meteorical]

All of the ones I've seen? I tore down already. Do me a favor though, if you see any more than I missed feel free to tear them for me.

[avaricious]

If I do, can I keep one as a memento?

[meteorical]

Only if you promise not to laugh. They keep getting my nose wrong in all of them.

[avaricious]

Is that so? That seems like it would be hard to do. [She has a tiny little nose! Who could get it wrong?]

[meteorical]

[She'll just reach into her satchel and pull out a wanted poster she'd crumpled up and thrown in there. They made her nose too tiny. Like non-existent. Like Voldemort.] It's possible.

[avaricious]

May I? [He has a pen handy. He could fix it!]

[meteorical]

...yeah sure. [She'll just let him take it and watch because she's curious what he's planning on doing to it.]

[avaricious]

[He'll take the poster and then start to doodle on it. After about a minute he turns it around, a little disappointed, having given her a very large bulbous nose.]

Noses are harder to draw than they look.

[meteorical]

...it's not that big either. [She'll just sigh and take it back, crumpling it up and shoving it in the satchel.]

Nice try though, I think.

[avaricious]

It looks like I'm just not an artist. Too bad.

[He wanted to keep that anyway though, alas.]

[meteorical]

Well I mean you can try again if you want. It's not like I haven't been collecting these posters.

[avaricious]

Or perhaps you can give me one to remember you by?

[meteorical]

...okay. But don't go giving it to everybody else. [Flynnigan Kairi still has Kairi's trusting nature, even though she's skeptical of what Ling's really going to do. But she'll pull out another flyer and hand it over.]

[avaricious]

Thank you! [He just folds it up and puts it in a pocket in his jacket.] I'll be sure to treasure it.

[meteorical]

Yeah, sure. Just remember if anybody asks? You haven't seen me.

[avaricious]

As you wish, Kairi.

[Yeah, he read the poster.]

[meteorical]

And hey. Keep my name on the downlow too, okay?

[avaricious]

Don't you enjoy the fame?