An adventure (Back-track RP)

[Swix]

"No, I hadn't noticed" Nola retorted sarcastically "what with her being tied up and my only having just met you" the mutant rolled her green eyes at Tel'Erusva, although she found Melanaurs antics quite funny and offered the fireball wielder a half smile of sympathy and amusement.

"Two days sounds a bit long" Nola said, after remaining quiet for a while "but I'm sure we can find something fun to do"

~Come on Kalat~

Nola sent to the more muscular teenager, before turning and abruptly walking away... in a completely different direction than the ones they had come in. To the others, Kalat would have seemed not to be able to notice, but he turned and followed Nola immediately.

[Leonardo495]

The lion cringed and slapped a paw on his fuzzy forehead. "Okay, Day 1, and first mistake is made," thought Romenraa angrily at himself.

He listened to what looked like their leader, and gave an acknowledging nod (whether or not she was paying attention, it mattered not to him) and turned to leave, and wait for about 2 days.

"Two days," he thought, "what am I going to do for the next few days in a place like this? I hardly know where I am in the first place!"

He looked around desperately, and saw the two teens he was following walking away, the one that tried to talk to him was slightly behind the other. Oppertunity found, he decided to not stalk the now fellow cohorts, and chose to attempt to approach them...hopefully with out that weapon (his object of current obsession and fear) would not be pointed at his face as an outcome.

He quickly made his way through the streets and approached the two from behind. He gently tapped the one with brown hair on the shoulder, and hoped for a harmless response.

[Swix]

Kalat whirled round at being touched with what looked like a snarl on his face, his back touching the red haired girls that had stopped abruptly, though fortunately for Romenraa his hands were nowhere near his gun.

The snarl of surprise was soon changed to recognition and slight relief, though neither one seemed ready to move away.

"What do you want?" Kalat asked of the lion man, without hostility.

[Intyalle]

Erica flowed through the crowd as smoothly as if she were floating in a stream, cutting a purse here, picking a pocket there. When the small knot of individuals broke up, though, she stopped what she was doing to watch them. A few of the identical ones had stayed behind, but Erica smoothly tagged along a few feet behind the larger portion of them.

After a short while, Erica became aware of someone follwing her. She ambled off to the side a bit, keeping the group within her sights but no longer directly following them. Suddenly she sharply changed her course and doubled back to get behind the person, only to find them still behind her but now with a knife at her throat.

"This is why you don't have a thief name yet, Erica, my clumsy duckling," Lightfingers muttered into her ear, lifting the knife away. "If I were from another guild you'd be dead now. At any rate, we don't need to tag this bunch. None of us are so incompetent that they would have spotted us, and I was close enough to hear that they'll be coming back here to leave in two days. We should report this to Shadowdancer."

"Or, one of us could report it to Shadowdancer while the other tagged them anyway."

"This is true. So who should run the message, and who should stalk the prey?"

Erica twirled a lock of her blue-tinted blonde hair between her fingers, thinking. There were arguments for and against each side - her specialty was stealth while Lightfingers' was not, but running messages was scut work. Then again, she needed the experience more than he did, but being more inexperiencd she was more likely to mess up. the one thing she was certain of was that this was a test. She didn't know Lightfingers well, nor he her, but as an experienced thief he had the right to bestow a thief name upon her if he felt she deserved it, as did Shadowdancer. Erica had no doubt that oth would test her and Zane constantly to find out whether they met the standard yet.

"I should stalk the prey," she eventually decided. "I need the experience more, and since you heard the information first hanyou should be the one to pass it to Shadowdancer to avoid any mangling of the story."

Lightfingers nodded. "Go, then. Sniff out whatever hole our prey are hiding in and bring us what you've found after." With that, he turned away to go report to Shadowdancer.

Erica turned around ad glanced through the crowd. A group of individuals so identical should be easy to find... and so they were. Once Erica spotted them again, she set off, making no effort to close the gap considerably - it would only make her easier to spot if she did.

[Leonardo495]

Romenraa took an almost startled step back, half-expecting the sudden response. Again, he froze, not knowing what to say or do next. "No!" he thought to himself angrily, "not again! Get a hold of yourself!"

He took a deep breath, and unfroze. He looked down at the short teen, and finally said with full courage:

"Hello, young one." He suddenly remembered the question asked of him. "I'm wondering if we could talk, whether it be you, your companion or both. I just have honestly nothing to take me anywhere, hell I hardly know where I am."

He paused, hoping for something a little more emphasized to come from his own maw. After a short pause, he continued. "I would also like to get to know one or both of you," he spoke with ever so slight hesitation due to his unusal forwardness. He suddenly felt warmer. He'd never had to be friendly, let alone try.

[Swix]

"To get to know one of us," the red haired girl said as she took a position next to Kalat "means you have to get to know both". Nola smiled slyly at Romenraa "We don't really have much to do either... except try to find some fun"

[Leonardo495]

A smiling and releived Romenraa said, "Well, if that's the case, then so be it." He eyed the brown-haired one with a raised eyebrow and a grin.

"Define 'Fun', young one. I'm more than intrigued, and you have my attention."

[Swix]

"Fun is... " Kalat started, then stopped as he gave the question a bit of uncharacteristically serious thought "... fun is what makes you laugh, it is what makes things less boring. It passes the time quicker" the young brown haired boy answered, with a smug smile at having done it so well.

"But I don't think you'd like our brand of fun" Nola continued, giggling at atripping passer by, who eyed them nervously. They'd probably had some fun with that one before "... no, you don't seem the type. Nobu was, but we don't know where he went. This city is Dojopolis, by the way"

[Intyalle]

((well, that conversation is going nowhere fast, and it seems no-one else is wanting to join in, so it's time for a shameless fast forward.))
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All eleven of them waited to see what the final count of companions was. Tel'Erusva, Melanaur, Intyalle, Noldokuruni, and Kathcantavaria stood in one group, waiting silently. Agarwala had been persuaded to be quiet, so she sat on a barrel untied and sharpened her favoured weapon - her axe. Minerva was staring at a small fire Melanaur had lit for her. Eldalie could not be persuaded to be quiet, so she sat with her back to a wall, glaring over the gag in her mouth but not bothering to try wriggle out of her bonds. Mist, Insanity and SciFiNut seemed bored and unconcerned by the proceedings - Insanity seemed more concerned with nibbling her toes.

Unseen by the larger group, the four thieves hid in the shadows of a nearby building.
"All four of us together would look suspicious," Aisha argued.
"Then let you and I go," Lightfingers suggested. "These two can use the practice tailing us, and we're less likely to get caught infiltrating the group."
"But we're more likely to get caught tailing you!" Zane protested.
"I have an easy solution for you. Don't get caught." Aisha glanced at Lightfingers. "We'll do it your way. But we wait for someone else to turn up."