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we're the greatest; they'll hang us in the louvre. Down the back, but who cares, still the louvre
"Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty one. All good. Phew" With that Locke finished counting to make sure all his digits were still attached. What a doozy! How long had he been out for? Locke stood enjoying the cracks and creaks his bones made as he popped everything thankful that nothing had popped out of place. He stood brushing the dirt and soot off before looking down the alleyway. He pressed his index and middle finger to his temple rubbing against the slight pounding of a headache. The only problem was that he couldn't tell if it was physical or emotional.
They had gone to stop the Emperor and... and... Nothing. Although it felt like his ears were still ringing from some explosion. That wasn't important though. What happened. Where was everyone? Terra? Celes? He took a deep stabling breath. It was alright to be confused, scared, and hurt. What wasn't okay was to dwell on it here in this random alleyway he couldn't tell how he got into, or worse confess this to anyone. Collecting himself he walked out of the alleyway.
Locke blinked his lips pursing as he tapped his fingers against his hip bone. He thought he had been almost everywhere on the upper continent, but the architecture here was new, bright, and confusing. If he didn't know better he would have though him in Gesthalan territory, but things weren't mechanized enough. Just to be sure he looked up and down the street for any Magitek soldiers and was relived to find none. If no one was looking for him that was one point of luck for him. The best disguise is to be indistinct. Burning with questions, Locke made his way down the foreign street letting his ears watch out for the answers that if he asked would make him suspect
Believing himself lucky made him lucky or so he' liked to believe and in this case it seemed to be true. Someone was shouting about tours of Torensten for the great deal of five gil. Torensten? He was almost certain there was no city on the upper two continents called Torensten, but he wasn't a into maps unless it pointed to treasure so who really knew. Locke patted at his...missing gil pouch. Damn. Loke still made his way to the voice and held out the five gil he had borrowed from the patrom next to him. Locke wasn't sure how bad this town was doing against the empire, so he made sure not to borrow the man's entire sack as a sign of good faith. And so Locke was part of the tour learning about this and that as he phased information like bakery, inn, and the like while filtering most of the other dribble about bridges and fountains out.
An art house? Locke stopped, leaning ever so slightly on his tiptoes to get his head high enough over the obnoxiously tall giant man in front of him to see where the guide was pointing. If it were anything like the art houses he was accustomed to, and why should it not be, people with too much gil and not enough brain would be trading this so called art back and forth in what he could figure was a game for the well to do. Until he could more concretely come up with a plan on how to reunite with the Returners, or better yet establish where he was on the continent, he decided why shouldn't he be allowed to play too. He just needed a starting piece that was all. It wasn't like he was taking from someone who actually needed the treasure. He let the group move on without him as he began to pace the street.
Blending in was the easy part. Locke entered in with a gaggle of patrons that seemed rather eager to get inside. Pressing in on the side of the group he entered without anyone batting an eye as he casually walked the exhibit. He nodded at the appropriate exhibits that needed nodded at and hmmed at others. Then there it was, his hit. It was a collection of jewels from some dead aristocrat or so the plaque said. With so many baubles and trinkets no one would notice the new ring on his finger or his new silver bracelet he slipped on as one crowd passed and before the next group came by. He would never have taken from a dead person, but someone else was selling that person's things so technically he was taking from the seller. They would understand if they knew he needed to get back to fighting against the Empire, right? Man, this place needed some security, he thought. Someone should get on that.
The next part of the plan was simple. Feigning the need to use the restroom and that he would be back to bid on the exquisite statue of a golden sphynx that looked like it was in heat, he continued past the toilets trying every door until he found one unlocked. Looking both ways before ducking in he found himself in a empty closet that seemed to have had better days if the smell of moth balls had anything to say. It wasn't the greatest of hiding spots but no one seemed to bother him so he settled in for the long haul hoping to pick at some things after everyone else had left
An eternity must have passed, but finally the light outside the door darkened and the last of the footfalls seemed to disappear. Slinking like a cat his body was sore, but peeking out it seemed the coast was clear. Moving within the shadows, Locke made his way back to the main gallery to find. Well not much. Apparently everyone had found something they liked and had left with their purchases. Damn. He grimaced pacing the barren tables picking at the little things that could line his pockets' hidden pockets, but nothing as impressive as his ring and bracelet. The weird looking sphynx seemed to not be popular, and he hoped no one had really left it for him, and a few other animalistic pieces such as a perched owl, and a snake that looked like copper wiring. Counting his losses and his win he made his way to the entrance to find a locked door. Locke ran his hands across the entire thing but there was no indication of any sort of lock even as the handle jiggled. It seemed too sturdy to break down even if he would have wanted to. That would draw way too much attention.
Of course in his master scheme there had been one thing he had forgotten to think about: how to get out. "Who doesn't have a way to unlock the door from the inside?" he asked his voice growling as he muttered and mumbled fumbling with the door that simply refused to budge. Maybe it was him, or maybe it was magic. He resigned himself with a sigh as the otherwise seemingly plane entrance door remained firmly shut. That was okay though. Everything was going to be just a okay because every good treasure hunter had a back up plan for a back up plan's back up plan. Except for this time. Locke placed his friend hand on his hip as he turned back into the darkened room, the only light pouring through the skylight that had the eerie effect of making it look like the other odd and leftover art pieces were moving ever so slightly when he wasn't directly looking at them. Not creepy at all.
He stopped to think what he would do if he was in a cave. Find another exit. Perhaps there was a back exit for employees and to move the product in. Of course. With a shrug he made his way past the things with too many eyes back down a different hallway feeling quite confident in himself. He'd find the group soon enough. No need to worry, and then that weird clown would get what's what.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jan 8, 2023 12:00:14 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
"AH HA HA HA HA HA!" The sudden voice rang out across the otherwise quiet, darkened gallery, seemingly from nowhere. (Or, maybe, from one of the rafters where clearly somebody was crouched and hiding, but it was from NOWHERE, okay!?). "You're in for it now, evil doer!" the voice called out, and then, suddenly, there she sprang, out into full view on one of the rafters, cloaked in her big moogle cloak. Yes, of course it was Yuffie. Who else?
"You thought this place undefended? Well, maybe you'd have been right! If it wasn't for ME! Yeah, you better panic, now, 'cause you're up against The Guardian of Torensten! The Legend from Wutai! The honourable General of the Dragonblades herself! The Champion of the Earth and Sky, the Conqueror of Evil... That's right, it's me!" And she threw off her moogle cloak, posing dramatically on the rafter. "The one and only YUFFIE!" she declared, striking a pose with her shuriken on her back, and her hips cocked.
"And as an OFFICIAL Dragonblade and defender of this city, I'm here to stop all and any thieves and sneaksters, and guess who just made my naughty list? That's right, buster! So get ready for the biggest ass whooping of your life time!" she announced, leaping from the rafter. She got about half way down before the safety chord that she had tied on went taught, having completely forgotten that she was tied onto it, and she came to a halt with a "-WUH!?", where she froze, suspended in the air, before slowly rotating upside down, the obvious safety line tied around her waist keeping her from getting any further down and leaving her hanging there.
"Uuuuuuuh, that's right! I'm so confident I can beat, you I can do it.... while hanging in the air! SO THERE! BRING IT ON!" she called as she dangled upside down from the rope, without much ability to move or, well, do anything at all....
we're the greatest; they'll hang us in the louvre. Down the back, but who cares, still the louvre
"Damn it," Locke said hearing a ruckus from up above him. Thinking he was scot-free had lulled him into a stilly mistake. He'd been a bit stupid not to think about an aerial system of defense and he readied himself turning and looking up where the moonlight illuminated a figure. He reached for his daggers just in case a brawl would ensue. If there were any doubt about who was up there, the young girl made it abundantly clear perhaps with too much zest. The girl rattled off places he was unfamiliar with and the thought he may not be in a continent he knew about continued to grow. He almost wanted to laugh at the dramatics and a snort did escape hmi as she revealed herself in a mooglish flourish, but then she jumped
Locke watched as she descended and found herself stuck. He blinked for a moment before giving a fully bellied laugh. "Consider my ass whooped I guess," he said walking a bit closer to circle her. He had to say he was mildly surprised to see she had a shuriken almost as big as she was strapped to her back. Damn even Shadow wouldn't lug a thing like that around and he was a real killer. "And who you calling a theif, kid? I'm a treasure hunter, thank you very much." He crossed his arms shaking his head. People just had no manners.
On the one hand he could just leave her to her fate. It wasn't like he was the one who hogtied her up like that. On the other hand, the one that seemed to be grasping at his conscience, he couldn't just let this poor girl hang here all night. What if all the blood rushed to her head, and she died before anyone got to her. No, no. Locke couldn't let that happen, but he also wasn't one to let a golden egg of an opportunity like this slip from his hands. He looked around until he found a broom in a far off corner. He went and grabbed and came back prodding her lightly making her sway in her upside state.
"Seems like you're in a bit of a pickle, kid." he said slowly whistling as he made his way to the girl. Standing just out of reach with his hands on his hips, he tutted. "I bet such a great warrior such as yourself would have no problem just breaking yourself free and coming after me," he said turning as if he was gonna leave. "I should probably get a head start if that's the case, but" he threw a look back over his shoulder a smirk gleaming in the dark, "If you want some help I could cut you down and we can let bygones be bygones."
Locke flicked his daggers from the sewn in pockets of his vest, the steel glimmering in the moonlight fading in from the skylight. He danced them through his fingers as he turned around giving the looking at where the girl was tangled in her rope. "Although, I need some questions answered first. If your an *official* general of these Dragonthings, do you work for the Empire, and if not who's your boss? Surprised they'd have a general doing such grunt work." He could get lucky. If she were imperial scum, he could get a good grasp on where he was, but if perhaps there was a subset of the Returners he didn't know about well maybe he could find the others more quickly.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jan 9, 2023 4:55:26 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie dangled helplessly, her expression a mixture of annoyance and playful embarrassment. She gave a slightly sheepish grin at him as he seemed to correct her on calling him a thief. Not a thief but a treasure hunter? Well, THAT sounded familiar. "Oh yeah? Well, I'M the Treasure Princess," she replied. Okay, it had been a few years since she'd used that particular nickname for herself, but it seemed a good time to bring it up. "Also the World's Greatest Materia Hunter!" she added. In Zephron, she was possibly also the world's ONLY materia hunter, but she decided not to bring that up. "So I know EXACTLY what you mean," she said, meaning, yes, she knew he was there to rob the place.
He prodded her with a broom, which, well, rude, causing her to swing around, dangling in a circle. "Hey! Quit it!" she called out, but there wasn't much she can do. "I-I mean, I could break myself free, but, uh, I wouldn't wanna- Uh, um, hang on..." she said as she span around away from the thief, no longer facing him. "Hold on. Back in a minute..." She trailed off as she continued to rotate, until eventually the thief came back into her view as she span around. "What was I saying? Right, yeah, totally, could break myself free, but, I wouldn't wanna use up all my badassery doing that. Besides, it'd probably make you SUPER scared about who you're facing, and you kinda look like a pants wetter, and nobody wants to cause that..."
He then asked about her being a General in the Dragonblades, which caused her to pause. "Well, I'm not, I mean, they haven't OFFICIALLY given me the rank of General. I'm more like, a new recruit. BUT, but, BUUUUUUT, I am by far the most experienced and most kick butt. I saved the world y'know? I mean, not THIS world, another world, but I totally did! So I'm basically, an honorary General," she explained. Besides, Caius was bound to give her that rank soon, right? "My boss, he's- Oh, um, hang on-" She said, as once again she rotated around to be facing away from him. "Uh, gimme a sec...." she called out, as she slowly rotated, until Locke came back into view.
"Anyway, my boss, uh, well, I wouldn't say I have a BOSS. Obviously. I mean, he knows I'M the most experienced one, so I'm basically in charge. But, like, I guess, officially, it's this guy called Caius," Yuffie said. "Don't tell him I said he knew I was the most experienced one though. He gets totally embarrassed about it and doesn't like admitting it," she explained. "I don't know about any dumb Empire though. Sounds evil and like it needs a butt-whupping, though!" she remarked, and then gave another sheepish grin.
we're the greatest; they'll hang us in the louvre. Down the back, but who cares, still the louvre
Locke arched an eyebrow at the girl. The young lady had more self proclaimed titles than anyone he knew deserving or not. Crossing his arms he let out a slight hmpf as she tried to relate to him. He honestly couldn't put his finger on what this girl was other than a fellow thief. Looking at the giant shuriken strapped to her back, he was positive that he didn't want a fight. Not that he was worried she was actually a skilled fighter, but if she was reckless with that as she was her mouth, it could potentially leave evidence of people being here. Also, did this group really send a young girl to do their robbery for them? He shook his head with a soft sigh. Some people just had no honor.
"Sure, kid. In fact, I've already soiled myself," he smirked watching as she twisted around to face him. He listened as she fumbled her way through another explanation. They really did send a newbie. Maybe they were trying to stomp out some of the arrogance he was seeing,, but still for a first mission to send a young girl out by herself. He was about to tell her what he thought about this when something caught him. Saved not this world? "This world?" he muttered his smirk retreating into a thin pursed line. He walked over to her holding her by the elbows only forcefully enough that she couldn't swing at him and looking her dead in the eyes said "I don't like having my leg pulled, kid. Talking about other worlds like one of those storybooks kids read, but then again you are just a kid."
He stopped sighed and let go of Yuffie. He took a few steps away from her and shook his head. He kinda did feel sorry for her, not only in the hanging from the rafters situation, but by whoever this Caius guy was using her for his brazen schemes. "Tell you what," he said looking over his shoulder. "All I'm trying to do is make sure I can get back to my," the word didn't come forth from his tongue and his mouth hung open as nothing came out. Were they friends, just comrades against the empire? He wouldn't necessarily call a sleazebag like Setzer or the womanizing Edgar friends, but he did have a soft spot for Terra, and things with Celes. Well. That was complicated to say the least. Feeling his face turn red and realizing he didn't have the time to figure this out on the spot he simply replied, "the Returners. We gotta stop the emperor and that Kefka freak from doing whatever they're planning."
Locke's dagger glinted as he slid it out into the moonlit atrium. "I'll cut you down," he said moving towards the rope that had Yuffie dangling from the ceiling. "On a few conditions. First, you didn't see me here, and I didn't see you. Second, tell your boss that he's a coward for not coming here himself and sending a newbie in his place. Last, I need you to tell me who I can get in contact with to get back to Narshe." If there ever was a home base he considered it Narshe especially after they had helped keep the Empire out of it. He was just hoping others would feel and think the same way, at least the ones that really mattered. "Deal?" he said not really waiting for a response as began to cut at the rope.
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Jan 26, 2023 18:11:10 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
Yuffie began to piece it together as he seemed confused about her mentioning another world. Right, so he was a newbie to Zephron. That made sense. Although Yuffie didn't like to admit, she HAD spent quite a few weeks running around thinking she had become trapped in the past and being worried about stepping on butterflies and stuff before she realised what was happening. It made sense that this other thief was confused. Although she had to admit she was both a little impressed and related; when she first got to Zephron, her reaction had been to go on a crazy crime spree with no consequences. It was only after being there for a while she began to realise that actually there was something worth fighting for in that place. That she could be a hero there too.
"Okay, well, you'd better get used to the whole, leg, pully, thing," she said, glaring where she hung, since he had now pinned her arms too. Well, this wasn't going well. "'cause it's the truth. We're all stuck on some other world. It's called Zephron. You're in a town called Torensten. People are coming here from all kinds of other worlds," Maybe she should rethink opening that tour business. It'd be a sure way to make gil, helping newly displaced people finding their feet. For a modest fee, of course. "Also, JERKY McJERKface, I'm NOT a kid! I told you! I'm Yuffie Kisaragi! I helped save the WORLD. AND I'm a badass ninja! So... less of the... lip... yeah! Besides, you're lucky I'm NOT a kid 'cause the blood is totally rushing to my head and making me feel super woozy and if I was just a kid hanging here and you were letting me hang here you'd be totally guilty of cruelty to kids so you're lucky I'm NOT!" she half-yelled, mostly rambling but feeling that she had made a good point.
He let her go, and went on about some team called... what? "Returners? Your big team of heroes is called 'Returners'? What do you do, team up to return overdue library books?" she guffawed where she hung, with a big grin on her face. Okay, it wasn't like AVALANCHE was much better as far as names went, but Returners!? A particularly bad name, she thought, for a thief to join. "Anyway, like I told you, you're on a new world. So there won't be any Returners. Or an Emperor or a Kafitkia or whatever you said," she told him. "Unless there is," she paused. "Uh, maybe. Look, sometimes the bad guys come over here too. But then they don't have their memories or whatever. It's SUPER weird..."
He listed his terms for cutting her down, and she stared back. "Okay, firstly, we're both thieves, so, of COURSE we didn't see each other. Total thief code," she nodded. "B), I told you, I'm NOT a newbie. What part of 'saved the world' didn't you get? Maybe that bandana is wrapped too tightly around your ears," she remarked. "And number three, what kinda name for a place is 'Narsh'. It sounds like something a cartoon character would say when they laugh. 'GWAHAHAHAHA NARSH!'" she mocked in a goofy voice.
"Anyway, if you DO cut me down, I can tell the Dragonblades about your bad guys and we can put 'em on our list of totally bad guys we're looking out for. They don't have silver hair do they? 'cause, like, so far, that's the ONE defining character trait..."
we're the greatest; they'll hang us in the louvre. Down the back, but who cares, still the louvre
Locke's patience was slowly waning. The girl just kept on spouting her nonsense about different worlds. He tried to ignore it as he continued working at getting cut down from the trap of her own making. "Whatever you say, kid." he tutted as said something about Zephon and different worlds. If he didn't know better he'd have though she'd been hanging upside down for much longer than he had been here. He wished he had something a bit bigger than his daggers. "What does it look like I'm doing," he huffed as she commented about her state of peril. "Maybe you should learn to use your equipment before rushing in next time." Really, how did these Dragonblades send someone this incompetent and young to do their work for them. He'd make a note to tell the others about them for after they dealt with the Emperor and Kefka.
"Didn't pick out the name," he replied rolling his eyes are at her attempt at jabs. Maybe the blood was getting to her head because no one in her position deserved to be that cocky. "We're trying to return things to how they were before the Empire messed everything up, messed our lives up." He bit at his lip pretending to concentrate particular hard on the rope for a moment as his chest burned. There wasn't time for tragic backstory time, and the girl definitely didn't deserve his life story or his trauma. , yet even thinking about what they took from him was enough to make his blood boil and regret rake its claws over his breast.
The rope was almost done it would just take a minute or so more of sawing. "HEY! I'm a treasure hunter not a thief." Just for that he almost wanted to leave her hanging, but he couldn't leave a girl in that kind of predicament. It was getting easier to ignore her barbs and overexaggerating. Finally the rope snaped and he caught the girl before she tumbled to the ground setting her on her feet gently. "Listen get out of here and go home to safety, if your group doesn't know about the Empire or Kefka then you all must have your heads buried in the sand. As for me," he said backing up a pace as a few more little trinkets slid into his pocket as he waved his other hand at her. "Well I have a promise I have to keep." He said walking backward to the main door. Which was still locked. Damn. "Um, so kid, how did you get in?"
Post by Yuffie Kisaragi on Feb 24, 2023 17:39:40 GMT -6
"Get ready , ZEPHRON, for YUFFIE!"
The Great Ninja Yuffie!
"Um, getting yourself locked in a building?" Yuffie replied with an upside down grin when he asked what it looked like he was doing. However, she did at least look a little abashed when he commented on how she should learn how to use her equipment. "Uh, I TOTALLY know how to use my equipment. I just forgot to take the dumb safety cord off," she commented in frustration. That's what she got for using safety lines. She KNEW it would have been way more badass if she'd just gone without!
"I dunno, that still seems like a dumb name," Yuffie commented where she dangled, even as he explained why the Returners were called that. "You could have been anything! The Rebels! The Revolutionaries! The Night Ninjas! But you went with Returners? Maybe you guys need a PR department," she grinned mockingly, even as she hung there. "You should ask me! I'm great at coming up with names! That whole 'Single White Rose of Wutai' thing? I came up with that aaaaaaaaaall on my own!" she beamed. "Although, uh, obviously, everybody calls me that, 'cause I'm such a legend, you understand," she added quickly, realising she was basically admitting making up her own titles.
"Yeah, yeah, and I'm a materia hunter, so we're totally the same," she pointed out when he called himself a 'treasure hunter'. Took one hunter to know another one. "The world's greatest materia hunter!" she added for emphasis. Which was... well, not untrue! Not anymore. She was also this world's ONLY materia hunter, so there!
The rope snapped finally, and the thief lowered her to the ground, where she stood, swaying a little, dizzy from the sudden adjustment of the blood in her head. She swayed for a moment, and steadied herself against him. She wondered if this was what being drunk felt like. If it was, it made even less sense why all the grown ups were always going to the Happy Turtle. Who would want to feel like this!?
"Okay, you gotta listen to me, Bandana Boy," she said, "Because I know it sounds totally nuts, but I'm telling the truth!" Which, as an isolated sentence coming from Yuffie itself was hard to believe, let alone with context. "This isn't your world. It's not MY world either. Think about it! Don't you think it's weird you haven't heard of me?" she asked, jabbing a finger at herself. "Or Wutai! Or Sephiroth! Or Shinra! Or AVALANCHE! Or the big meteor that like, nearly blew up the entire world? For me, all that stuff was my world. Totally normal. But here, nobody's ever heard of it! Just like nobody's gonna have heard of your Empire or your Emperor or your Night Ninjas, which is TOTALLY a better name for a bunch of rebels, by the way! Trust me on this. You're not gonna find the Empire you wanna fight. And most of your friends probably aren't here either. Or, if they are, they're pretty scattered," she explained. "It's like, you've woken up in a brand new world, and everybody you know is scattered all over it. And you just gotta get used to it. I get it, it's totally weird. It's not like something that happens normally," she explained.
When he asked how she got in, she paused, and then pointed up at the cieling. "Skylight," she answered simply. And then she paused, and looked at the chord she had just been stuck on, still dangling. "Well, well, well...." she said. "Wellity, wellity, wellity...." she repeated for emphasis. "Who's dumb for bringing the chord NOW huh!?" she asked, even though she had been the one who had thought the chord was dumb, not the thief....
