Emerald Sustrai (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
unhappy) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
isleofavalon2021-01-09 02:07 am
unhappy) wrote in isleofavalon2021-01-09 02:07 am
Entry tags:
closed;
🧙 WHO: Emerald Sustrai & Rei Amayado
⚔️ WHAT: A pickpocket and a con artist walk into a real estate open house
🕒 WHEN: Early afternoon
🗺️ WHERE: Some random real estate offering in Camelot City
⚠️ WARNINGS: They sketchy, but probably nothing notable. Will update if that changes.
[ Emerald hadn't actually had to resort to pickpocketing to make a living in a long while. After Cinder had taken her in, her only pocketing happened for fun, to keep her skills sharp, to make sure she still could in case things went wrong and she had to go back to it. She hadn't expected to end up somewhere that the skills she'd kept sharp would be rendered completely useless by lack of access to her semblance. Learning to do it without getting into peoples' heads and causing hallucinations was a challenge.
At least now that she didn't look like a filthy, starving street rat. Now that she's back in a situation where she has to take care of herself (inconveniently still without any schooling or skills beyond how to lie, spy, kill, and survive) she could get into places where the people who could afford nice jewelry and clean buildings hang out. There are a dozen or so people in here to look at the building- too many witnesses than she's normally risk doing this in front of. But this magic this place gave her is different, so Emerald's pretty sure she can get away with it. She screwed up a little during the winter solstice because she didn't know what she was doing, but she's figured this out since then.
She smiles at one of the rich-looking gentlemen who's asking her a question. She reaches out to shake his hand in greeting. He smiles back at her, shaking her hand. Light fingers aren't something this world could take, so she manages to get his very expensive-looking watch right off of his risk without him realizing a thing, right in front of him. An illusion makes it seem to him like his watch is still visibly on his wrist after she lets go and she chats with him for a moment, slipping the watch into her back pocket while he's still interested in chatting with her.
Once he's gone, she drops the illusion and turns around, slipping it out of her pocket to stuff it up her shirt underneath her bra- if he realizes it's still gone, no one's going to check there, but the pocket might be obvious-- and nearly bumps right into Rei when she does. She's definitely not used to this kind of magic, her focus is totally off. At this point she can only hope he didn't see anything and pretend like nothing happened. ]
Hi. Nice building. I really like the... ceiling panels.
⚔️ WHAT: A pickpocket and a con artist walk into a real estate open house
🕒 WHEN: Early afternoon
🗺️ WHERE: Some random real estate offering in Camelot City
⚠️ WARNINGS: They sketchy, but probably nothing notable. Will update if that changes.
[ Emerald hadn't actually had to resort to pickpocketing to make a living in a long while. After Cinder had taken her in, her only pocketing happened for fun, to keep her skills sharp, to make sure she still could in case things went wrong and she had to go back to it. She hadn't expected to end up somewhere that the skills she'd kept sharp would be rendered completely useless by lack of access to her semblance. Learning to do it without getting into peoples' heads and causing hallucinations was a challenge.
At least now that she didn't look like a filthy, starving street rat. Now that she's back in a situation where she has to take care of herself (inconveniently still without any schooling or skills beyond how to lie, spy, kill, and survive) she could get into places where the people who could afford nice jewelry and clean buildings hang out. There are a dozen or so people in here to look at the building- too many witnesses than she's normally risk doing this in front of. But this magic this place gave her is different, so Emerald's pretty sure she can get away with it. She screwed up a little during the winter solstice because she didn't know what she was doing, but she's figured this out since then.
She smiles at one of the rich-looking gentlemen who's asking her a question. She reaches out to shake his hand in greeting. He smiles back at her, shaking her hand. Light fingers aren't something this world could take, so she manages to get his very expensive-looking watch right off of his risk without him realizing a thing, right in front of him. An illusion makes it seem to him like his watch is still visibly on his wrist after she lets go and she chats with him for a moment, slipping the watch into her back pocket while he's still interested in chatting with her.
Once he's gone, she drops the illusion and turns around, slipping it out of her pocket to stuff it up her shirt underneath her bra- if he realizes it's still gone, no one's going to check there, but the pocket might be obvious-- and nearly bumps right into Rei when she does. She's definitely not used to this kind of magic, her focus is totally off. At this point she can only hope he didn't see anything and pretend like nothing happened. ]
Hi. Nice building. I really like the... ceiling panels.
no subject
[ THis is probably the wrong path to take. She knows it. But she doesn't really know how to do anything else that isn't taking down a kingdom and espionage. ]
I'll ask around and see if I can find out who's who on the streets and let you know.
[ She shakes her head. ] I don't think they checked wanted posters.
no subject
The open house, fancy as it is, has a small hors d'oeuvres setup; Rei takes one of the offered glasses for himself and hands one to Emerald.]
Might as well ply my trade while we're stuck here, anyway. ["here" being Avalon, that is.] So it's nice to meet someone with the same sort of inclinations. And someone who's good at it, too.
It was only by chance we met, but I think that'll be more purposeful from here on. [Another smile-- conspiring, this time.] Glad to work with you, Emerald-chan.
no subject
[ As if she wasn't already acting shady herself. She takes the glass and looks at it with a bit of confusion. Fancy food makes no sense. Is part of this dish edible foam? She's going to eat it either way, after sniffing to make sure it doesn't smell dangerous.
It's food, but she holds the glass up to clink his in agreement, regardless. ]