[Oktavia got red in the face, then, as she looked at the thief girl. Most of both of their clothes had gotten torn in the fight, and now they were both wet to boot. Of all the embarrasing - ! =}
[The redhead grinned and waved her hand, then.]
...Well, alright, I never thought I'd say this to a silly noble miss, but you're pretty good!
[And then, she waved her hand, and jumped back up on the bridge.]
- But on the other hand, I do have to go now, so -
[Oktavia looked at her and tried to stand up inside the lake, huffing.]
...So you're going to run away now, Thief Girl?
[The redhead laughed.]
- Yuuup! Running away is part of my job, after all!
[And then, she leaned closer to Oktavia, and whispered - ]
...But on the other hand, if you're serious about really really not liking the Princess of Evil, we might be meetin' again sooner rather then later, ha ha ha - So bye for now, Okty!
[And then, the redhead ran into the woods, and was gone. Oktavia sighed, and started to get out of the pond, pulling some weeds from out of her hair.]
...And I suppose the rest of the thieves got away while we were fighting, Lady Marianna?
[Marianna gave Oktavia a relived smile, and went up to her.]
...I'm afraid so, Lady Oktavia!
[Oktavia shrugged at that, wondering what kind of deal the redhead and Lady Marianna actually had. Well, it was sort of obvious there was some kind of deal going on, she was pretty sure, and now that the redhead had actually mentioned Princess Rillanne... Ew, politics. Oktavia decided not to mention anything about what she thought about the connections between Lady Marianna and the thief girl for the time being, and changed the subject with a smile.]
- Oh, well...It can't be helped, I suppose! Say, Lady Marianna, have you heard any rumors about Prince Kyle lately?
[And in the meanwhile, just a small distance away - ]
[Gretchen and Humility were sweatdropping up a storm, staring at a large bowl full of fried potato slices that one of the younger thieves had just thrust into their hands as she ran past them, giggling.]
...Those are the strangest theives ever.
[Gretchen said, and then, she smiled a bit as she smelled the potato chips with salt and bacon bits on them.]
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Re: Re: Homura's timeloop glitch plot!
Date: 2016-10-02 10:45 am (UTC)[The redhead grinned and waved her hand, then.]
...Well, alright, I never thought I'd say this to a silly noble miss, but you're pretty good!
[And then, she waved her hand, and jumped back up on the bridge.]
- But on the other hand, I do have to go now, so -
[Oktavia looked at her and tried to stand up inside the lake, huffing.]
...So you're going to run away now, Thief Girl?
[The redhead laughed.]
- Yuuup! Running away is part of my job, after all!
[And then, she leaned closer to Oktavia, and whispered - ]
...But on the other hand, if you're serious about really really not liking the Princess of Evil, we might be meetin' again sooner rather then later, ha ha ha - So bye for now, Okty!
[And then, the redhead ran into the woods, and was gone. Oktavia sighed, and started to get out of the pond, pulling some weeds from out of her hair.]
...And I suppose the rest of the thieves got away while we were fighting, Lady Marianna?
[Marianna gave Oktavia a relived smile, and went up to her.]
...I'm afraid so, Lady Oktavia!
[Oktavia shrugged at that, wondering what kind of deal the redhead and Lady Marianna actually had. Well, it was sort of obvious there was some kind of deal going on, she was pretty sure, and now that the redhead had actually mentioned Princess Rillanne... Ew, politics. Oktavia decided not to mention anything about what she thought about the connections between Lady Marianna and the thief girl for the time being, and changed the subject with a smile.]
- Oh, well...It can't be helped, I suppose! Say, Lady Marianna, have you heard any rumors about Prince Kyle lately?
[And in the meanwhile, just a small distance away - ]
[Gretchen and Humility were sweatdropping up a storm, staring at a large bowl full of fried potato slices that one of the younger thieves had just thrust into their hands as she ran past them, giggling.]
...Those are the strangest theives ever.
[Gretchen said, and then, she smiled a bit as she smelled the potato chips with salt and bacon bits on them.]
- Oh, this really smells good, though!