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

[meteorical]

Now what?

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

I'm not stopping 'til you drop the satchel. Maybe I could turn you in for good measure!

[meteorical]

I still think you've got the wrong person, lady.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

... Actually, I think you're right.

[Pfff, dropping the sword.]

I mean, I'm not even a palace guard. And since when do I carry a weapon around? I don't need it.

[But. Experimental urges! She has them.]

[meteorical]

...maybe you should give it to me then. You know, for safe keeping and stuff.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Hah! I'm not falling for that.

[Maybe it's just her experimental mentality talking. Hard to say.]

[meteorical]

Falling for what? I'm not trying to trick you or anything. [Darn you, horse.]

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Suuure you aren't. And who says you're not gonna try and get me with that sword?

[She's onto you, lady.]

[meteorical]

..are you kidding? I don't believe in pony murder.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well, I wasn't gonna try and kill you, either! Just... take you in. You know, lock you up, let the royals take care of things.

[meteorical]

And by take care of things, you mean let them kill me. Yeah, no thanks.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Why would they do something like that?

[Ponylogic taking over again.]

Maybe banish you, but isn't killing kinda harsh?

[meteorical]

...no, not really. It's a long story.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[Guh. She shakes her head.]

Anyway, you're coming with me, like it or not.

[meteorical]

No way. You can't make me.

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

Then I guess we're gonna have to do this the hard way!

[meteorical]

What's the hard way?

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[She lowers her head and looks just about ready to charge.]

You might wanna run.

[meteorical]

...I'm not scared. [Nah, she's just terrified. Go on, Dash. Try it.]

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[She's going to... try not to go too fast because there's no need to run her over, but she's still charging!]

[meteorical]

...[Okay forget this, Kairi's going to just somersault out of the way...and into a bush. Oomph.] ...ow. [But she's going to start crawling through that set of shrubbery to try and escape!]

[wannabolt.livejournal.com]

[Smooth, Kairi. Very smooth.

And Dash is going to... try and follow. Until she loses sight of Kairi.

Darn thief.]