@halfbakedthief | starter call
—– A FAMILIAR FACE, how nice and how convenient? upon seeing the orange headed male a small smile tugs at the corner of her lips. people come and go all the time, herself included – sometimes, they acquire new memories but that mattered not. after all, once a comrade ALWAYS a comrade.
“ Gaius! ” she calls out, with that friendly tone of her’s in hopes to catch the other’s attention. instead of waiting patiently on the spot, she begins to move slowly towards the thief. after all, she is curious as to how the other is SETTLING into the environment.
That voice. Though it had been a while, the familiarity of the sound had never left him. Sweet, friendly and... Motherly. It was definitely the motherly part that hit him the most.
As if by instinct he gives his clothes a quick look around to brush off any excess crumbs or dirt off from his shirt and the front of his cape. A fast rummage through his pant pockets yields nothing but small wrapped candies. He was sure his hair was a bit messy too but he’d blame the wind for that.
“Well well, look who finally decided to show up,” he responds, satisfied with the state of his somewhat cleanliness. A single wave of the hand is given in greeting as she moves forward and a few steps are taken towards her himself.
“They nab one of us, they probably have us all nabbed. Question is,” he points his hand out at her, “new or acquainted?”
