U N D E R G R O U N D - (Thieves Guild RP) -OPEN-

[deadeye]

--Rune--Tagged: Fabian---
Rune lifted her head, away from the papers when she heard Fabian's voice, ''I agree.'' she said, nodding and leaning against the old table. He was right, they needed a distraction, but they didn't have many options. Dragging someone else into this would be bad and against her interests, not to mention it would be a pain to get them out afterwards. ''You know, there is the Moon Festival coming soon, but the problem is, it's in two weeks and we can't wait that long... I mean, we could, but...'' she added soon after, crossing her arms and shaking her head. There had to be something they could do, something that wouldn't take that long to carry out, something that wouldn't get them busted... she snapped out of her thoughts as soon as she heard Avis's suggestion and thought about it, ''As guards, eh? It could work, yes... but first we should find someone who's willing to... give us their attire.'' she said, a smile tugging on the corner of her lips, her olive gaze settled on the man in front of her. The idea was excellent, though it needed some touching up and the details would have to be worked out if they wanted to get out of it alive. ''And I think I know just the person who could help us.'' she said after a moment of thinking, flipping through the papers on her table again. There was a man, a retired guard in Carvel who was a good friend of her father years back, and he helped her a few times when she needed something small done with the guards. Nothing like changing the schedule or switching up the posts of the guards, but there would be no problems in acquiring attire such as this. Rune finally found the small piece of paper she was looking for, ''Got the address.'' she let out quickly as she waved the paper through the air in accomplishment. Yeah, this started off pretty good. She was glad she decided to do this with Fabian and it seemed like this would pay off quite nicely.

[Keriae]

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[ male ] [ tagged: rune ]

"Someone who can help? That would certainly be useful." She knew someone who could help them with this newborn plan? Who in the name of the Gods could it be? Someone who dared to be allied to them in secret, someone who dared to rebel against the higher authority was not common, not common at all. He watched as she continued to sort through the paperwork - how she had so much was beyond him - and then waved a small piece in the air with a blazingly triumphant look. "Where does he live? We can call in later today if you wish, in order to speak with this person." The sooner they secured whatever it was Rune had in mind, the sooner Avis would be happy. That also mean they would be quicker in getting what they needed.

(I'm sorry it's so bad </3)

[deadeye]

--Rune--Tagged: Fabian--
''Yes,. It's an old friend of my father who I've called my uncle ever since I was a little girl. He helped me before, he should be able to do it again.'' she said and smiled, glancing at the paper again then at Fabian. Rune realized he probably found it weird that she had someone who helped her with thieving from the look he had on his face. It was dangerous to be against the authority and she knew what might happen if they found out what she stole with the help of the old man, but he always assured her nothing would happen. The girl was hoping his words were true and she always tried to believe it was true, but the worry she buried deep down inside had awakened now and there was an uncomfortable feeling in her gut something happened, something bad. ''He, uh... he lives in the lower district near the edge of Carvel, on the other side of the city actually, but we'll reach him 'til noon, even sooner if we set out now. We can also pass through the main district and examine the house and its location, maybe we'll come up with something new.'' she answered with a faint smile, trying not to sound or look too worried, but the glint in her eyes was giving her away. It... didn't feel right. Rune didn't think this would bug her this bad, but she hasn't seen her ''uncle'' in weeks... she had to go there, now.

~((I'm feeling you, dude... ugh, this is so bad... ._. ))~

[Keriae]

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[ male ] [ tagged: rune ]

Lifting his hand, Avis adjusted his hat and absently rubbed the sore spot on his jawline where he had earlier been punched as his new business partner continued to speak, explaining in quick, simple terms who this man was. Family friends were always useful, no matter what line of duty you were in. But he caught the flash of emotion on her face that betrayed her feelings and immediately he knew that they had to be off. Lucky for him that he had no close family friends, no one to worry about apart from his fellow guild members. "Get yourself ready. I need to go and stash this," he pointed to the leather purse containing the jewellery on his belt, "somewhere safe." It would, of course, go in the secret compartment in his room, but no one else knew where it was or how to find it. "I'll meet you at the entrance." They couldn't take horses: too obvious, especially with known faces. They'd have to go on foot, and Fabian wasn't sure that by doing so they'd come up with a better plan. Hopefully this "uncle" would have a better idea.

[Phantom's Opera]

{Could I get a recap, please? Or, where should I jump in?}

[kilinotfili]

((Cedar, Lazarus, Tommy, and Miri are in the makeshift bar area and Fabian and Rune are off on their own. It is early morning, and everyone has only recently woken up.))

[Bamf]

Fox Erin Dovien

I smile and laugh "I've been waiting for this, I'm in" miri has absolutely made my day. "so what do you suggest we do? I'd like to put a pig in his bed, that'll teach him a lesson he won't soon forget"I chuckle I don't care what happens to the old hound, I didn't forget the things he did so I hope that he won't forget this either. I wonder what treasures are hidden in that rich house of his.

I thought I was also with miri talking about a thing that were going to do

[kilinotfili]

((Pardon me, haha. I knew I was forgetting someone. If Phantom's Opera or ~DragonaireInfinity~ do not make character posts in the next 21 hours, their spots as leaders will be open.))

[deadeye]

--Rune--Tagged: Fabian--
A nod; then she ushered the man out of the room, flashed him a quick smile and closed the door. Proper and preferably dry attire would be needed for this mission and the woman quickly slipped off the dirty armor and found herself a similar outfit, also light and filled with pockets which homed her throwing knives and everything she needed, but also equipped with a hood. We wouldn't want to be recognized, now would we? After she adjusted her belt and weapons, Rune was ready, but her mind was still somewhere else. What if something happened to the old man? What if he was dead? What if the only reminder of her past died at the hands of a ruthless guard? Her thoughts were grimmer and grimmer until she forcefully snapped herself out of it and shook her head. Too much thinking would be the death of her if she continued and she needed to be focused on getting this job done right. With a sigh, the woman exited her room and locked the door (just in case), then made her way through the maze of doors and hallways until she came to the entrance of the hideout and stepped outside. The bright rays of sun blinded her for a moment and she pulled her hood over her head in an attempt to hide her olive eyes from the sharp needles of light. Now all she had to do was wait for Fabian to come, and he'd be there soon... right?

[Keriae]

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[ male ] [ tagged: rune ]

Soft hands were placed right in the middle of his back, between his scapulars, as he was pushed and ushered from the room in complete silence. The jewellery clinked and jolted together within the small purse at the movement but the man allowed himself to be pushed along and through the doorway, which was closed abruptly behind him. Fabian heard the lock click as an amused smirk flashed on his face as he walked away at a brisk pace, through the narrow corridors to his own rooms. Fishing for the key in a pocket, he pulled out the sliver of metal and was soon within the depths of his abode. Dark walls and a dark door made it seem smaller than it really was. There were no windows and as such the only available light was a few beeswax candles, if they were lit. And they weren't: what was the point when he was out?

Striding to the oil painting of a river and surrounding countryside - a picture he had stolen long ago and not wanted to sell - he pushed it to the side and opened the concealed safe in a couple of moments. Seconds later the purse was stored securely inside and the picture back in place. Then it was time to done a heavy leather jacket, complete with hidden pockets, and out he went, locking his own door and heading to the guild entrance. Upon arriving, Avis found Rune looking nervous underneath her hood, and he whistled in greeting.