forum Thief Roleplay, Anyone?

Started March 17, 2018 by @Lenered

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Yeon walked slowly, occasionally nudging people with his foot.

"See anyone you know?" Laima asked. As she spoke, she breezed towards where the first Peacock member lay - an old woman, the one she was supposed to send Yeon towards. Laima pressed her hands to the woman's cheek, and then to her lips. The magic seeped in slowly, and then quickly. This woman would be out for a while longer.
The next few people were just as easy, and having finished her task Laima traveled over to the two that were still standing and placed her hand on her hips, waiting contently.

"Nope." Dove grabbed some Vodka from a table and downed it in one gulp.

"Hmm. I don't know. But I do know that there are multiple cabs outside waiting for the people who are out cold. And I do know that we're the only ones in the room still standing." Laima said, fingering her long hair.
"We might want to get out of here," she said, smirking.
(And gtg, i'll see you guys tomorrow)

Yeon raised his eyebrows at Dove. “Well, we might as well. I, for one, have to get home.”

Laima chuckled. "As a fortune-teller, I've picked up some useful prediction skills. And I predict this won't be going as smoothly as you think…"

"I know." Dove sighed and grabbed another shot of Vodka, "I'm this close to killing Roman."

Laima strode over to Dove, resting her hand on Dove's shoulder. "Now, dear, I see that it's a big secret, but could you PLEASE tell me who Roman is?"

"Our employer." Dove shrugged off the girl's hand, "It'll be better if I don't go into details."

Yeon strided over and picked up a shot glass, downing it quickly. “Shall we exchange contact information for later? Because I really do need to get home. My dogs can’t feed themselves. Last time they killed the neighbors cat.” He chuckled a tad.

"Just go home then." Dove yawned and sauntered outside, "I'm going home as well."

“Mm, sounds nice,” Yeon said, following her outside. “You have my number, Dove. Call me.” He winked and ducked into his dark, sleek car.

Dove smirked, "In your dreams, darling."

“Talking on the phone with a girl is not the ideal thing I’d be wanting to do,” He called out the window in a flirtatious tone before speeding off.

Laima sighed, turning to Dove. "I'll be going then." She pulled out a small phone, wrapped in a beige case, and motioned to Dove to hand over her phone so Laima could type the number in. Offhandedly, she said, "Since you finally told me who this guy Roman is, I suppose I don't have to put more drugs into your system."

"Right." Dove raised an eyebrow, "Drugs don't have an effect on me."

"And if you ever need to see me, the best place to find me is my shop, not the phone. So bring the not-boyfriend over and we can discuss when you have time."

"Which one, Yeon or Roman?" Dove laughed, "I have too many not-boyfriends."

"Drugs don't work on you?" Laima asked. She was intrigued. "How wonderful."
Dove was taking too long to give her phone over (Laima's impatient XD) so she just snatched the phone. When Laima finished typing her number in, she gave Dove a showy bow before turning away and slipping away into a street corner.

Dove walked away into the night, well, Roman's drugs work on me.

Yeon arrived home a few minutes later and went into his house. He immediately threw his tie off and loosened the collar. He fed his two dogs and went up to his bedroom to shower.

When Laima got home through the back door, she quickly refreshed her home with fragrances- a mixture of perfume but also one made to smell like herself, meant to smell like she had been here making perfumes all day like she the sign on her door advertised. She softly tripled-checked the fifteen security alarms before tucking herself into bed. (See you tomorrow)

Yeon woke up in the morning feeling refreshed. He got out of bed, his hair messy. He yawned and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Dove walked around the streets, expecting to get drugged by Roman.

Yeon poured himself a bowl of cereal and ate, then went back up and got ready for the day. He stepped outside, walking to his car so he could check in with his boss.