Heave Ho, Thieves and Beggars
05-01-2018, 06:27 PM
As he watched Echo amble through the cabins it occurred to him suddenly that he really needed to booby trap the loot. It would certainly save him a lot of stress. And the time he usually wasted on trespassers he could spend sleeping instead. "That's a shame," he said with genuine disappointment. "Our beaches are quite lovely." Using the branches and cabins, Casanova climbed lackadaisically after Echo as she wandered around. He maintained a placid, amiable expression as he followed her under the guise of interest in a conversation with her. Secretly he was wondering how hard it would be to convince Atlas to haul her body into the sea, but he kept such devious thoughts to himself. "Oh," he said wistfully, "I'm afraid it's just m-" As sound of something shattering reached his ears Casanova had to fight to keep from cursing. His eyes wide and innocent, he peeped through a hole in the cabin roof and said, "Oh, dear. Are you alright?" He sure hoped not, but his hopes were dashed as he looked around the cabin and couldn't find her. That bitch. Immediately he clamored back up into the trees and disappeared into the shadows. Once there he began to look around for the wolf. He'd made up his mind. Her little disappearing act had confirmed his suspicions. She was up to no good and needed to be stopped. He was going to have to dart her. Now, if he could just spot the shine of her earrings... |
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.