The Paris Caper

Following the mystery behind his father's disappearance, a young boy takes the role of an enigmatic art thief in hopes to solve a puzzle that had plagued his life. It seemed there were more behind the forgeries he sought to replace than he first thought... ||A Crossover roleplay blog for Raphael of Rhythm Thief|| x

[heir-conditioning]

イッツショータイム！

[toprotectlumiose-blog]

Who did he think he was fooling? She’d been through this game so many times before, she knew how it would play along. Even so, the others were much quicker to give up once she made it clear that she knew who he was. Perhaps it was this environment. Being somewhere he worked must have made him want to keep up the mask even longer. She had also name dropped before, mentioning that other alias of his. No, not Phantom R,  but-

"Raphael," The name came coolly, with a clear certainty that she could truthfully claim to have now that those alternates of his had confirmed this information not once, but several times. "Lets not play pretend like a couple of children today. I know who you are, and you are entirely aware of that now. So lets make this easy this time." ‘Make this easy’. Hopefully, he understood the implications behind the words she had chosen. Come along, Phantom R, quietly and calmly and we’ll avoid making a scene here. If not, your grand finale may be grander than planned.

[parisiancaper]

Such an odd thing to hear, your name on her tongue. It was a sound that made your mouth shut, and you press your fingers into your notebook. Foul game, you would of claimed, if it weren't for the mere fact that you were at work, and naturally not without the things that would deem such a thing. A name tag, pinned upon your person. You wouldn't think she pulled your name for memory--really, what you hoped was the case.

Relax yourself, don't allow her to make you so tense. Carry yourself as a proper employee, and refuse to give in to make a scene of yourself. After all, this was your job, and you would rather not lose it--even if your arrest may very well be at hand. No, instead take advantage of the lack of traffic into the little shop. Remove yourself from the shift, only giving a raised vocal notice that you were taking your leave for something important. Take your little detective with a gentle touch upon her elbow, and lead her out with yourself before you turn things into what you had made to avoid--a scene.

❞Alright, Charlie. I'll pin it on luck that you've found me. Still think you can catch me?" A little bold to make such a thought known, when she did know your name, what you looked like and even where you worked. Ah, but Phantom R wouldn't give himself up that easily, would he?

[barthegrizzly]

[somarysueme]

….. is anyone gonna say it?

I mean it this is important.

[beltsquid]

#he can’t bear them

[heir-conditioning]

イッツショータイム！

[lunastrings]

"Tired, Gingersnap?"

[parisiancaper]

Initially, you think nothing too heavily upon Marie crossing your path as you went about your work. Or, rather, studying while at work. That was immediately changed when your hazel hues focus upon the sharply dressed blonde--Ah? Sharply dressed? Why, she was! Marie was in a suit, just as you often would be!

❞Bonjour, Marie! I wasn't expecting you--or, even you dressed like... Like, you know." Yourself, you wanted to say, but now was no sort the location to suggest you wore suit and tie as the phantom thief. How odd that Marie would be the one to do so, though. "How are you?"

[phantomrspeaks]

OKAY COMPUTER IS BACK SO ITS CONSENSUS TIME

LIKE THIS POST IF YOU’D BE IN FOR THE AO ONI STREAM TONIGHT

[toprotectlumiose-blog]

Charlie wasn’t one to let down a chase. Not even one that she happened upon accidentally. It wasn’t her intentions to find Phantom R- or Raphael as he was called in this persona- in this store. No, it was simply a happy coincidence. As happy as a coincidence can be when it involves running into your sworn enemy.

"That facade won’t work on me, Phantom."

Charlie’s eyes narrowed at the boy as she leaned on the counter he was situated behind. Surely, as anxious as he looked already at her initial words, such a serious expression followed by her closing their distance would be very intimidating, right? She liked to think so.

[parisiancaper]

You weren't one so easily put off by Charlie's presence, yet in this moment, you were. Perhaps it was that she was correct to claim you were Phantom R--any other time, you wouldn't deny it yourself. No, it wasn't so much that, as it was the simple fact you were working--operating your shift at a silly little shop your neighbor owned. If people became suspicious of you, things would only grow more and more difficult.

No, you would have to derail her from your trail, if only for another time.

❞I'm sorry, mademoiselle, but I believe you're mistaken. I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean by calling me a phantom, or putting me in jail." Those words sounded better on paper, where you could at lease look less amused by it. Curse your silly behavior, even in the worst of times, your casual demeanor would find it's way to the surface. If Charlie was half as good as you thought she was, you knew she would catch on to your act too well. This was too much the problem.

[hynorin]

[toprotectlumiose-blog]

"If you’d like, I can assist you in that. I’d be more than happy to lead you to a nice jail cell where you can retire for the day. Or the never several years." She didn’t slow down for one moment. Persistent as always.

[parisiancaper]

Mayday, mayday! It's Charlie! Quick, act as if you've never met her! Much less, that you weren't Phantom R himself. Goodness, gracious, this was something to set your nerves as high as they would go, being cornered like this by the detective who sought you so mercilessly. You snapped your notebook shut upon the counter you were set behind. Oh, she would be the one to do this, you knew. Corner you while you were working! Or, would have been if the day weren't so slow--perhaps the only reason why you took to attempting to study.

❞I-I'm sorry? Why would I be going to jail, mademoiselle?"

[parisiancaper]

❞Honestly. I'm ready for today to be over." Not that it will, considering. The Louvre needed to be hit as per the usual norm of the infamous Phantom R. Having to live a dual life was more tiring than it needed to be.

[lunastrings]

bitch pls

i wrote smut for raph/marie one time

it sucked because i never smut anymore but

yEAH. 

[parisiancaper]

i compressed an entire smut scene of those two into three fucking sentences never again because there was zero detail because THREE SEntenCE M EMES

i also am contemplating another raphael blog where everything is the same except the twins are actually voices and/or hallucinations of raphael's

[parisiancaper]

to that anon, once upon a time, that said kit and i are literally raphael and moji i literally fucking hate you because its true

[avenirbon-archive]

❞Party's over, close the gates." Says the ginger who seems to of faceplanted on the floor. Graceful.

Incredible. She wasn’t laughing at him, honest, she wasn’t.

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[parisiancaper]

#nO NO NO NO NO #TH IS IS NO T OK AY

i write antagonists for a living have we met

[lunastrings]

my feelings have been compromised. 

[parisiancaper]

i wrote serial killer raphael once

and fondue dying from old age as a happy mutt

and drowning because i have silly headcanons

oh then there was one where raphael betrayed the fuck out of charlie

robot raphael tho

older raphael who has lost most purpose and direction

i once roleplayed a trans raphael too

get on my level

[parisiancaper]

#nO NO NO NO NO #TH IS IS NO T OK AY

i write antagonists for a living have we met

[parisiancaper]

'Lived long enough to become the villain'

❞I would say I'm sorry, Marie--but I can't. 'Cause let's face it. I'm not."

After all, how could you be sorry about a violinist whom you didn't care about? Sure, you found her mother--in all technicality, it was Jean-François who did that--and sure, you reunited them. It was an easy part to play, after all. A poor boy whose father ran off on him at a young age, and picked up being an art thief purely to find him. You wouldn't call it the most ingenious story, but it was more than enough to win Marie over, and that was what mattered most. With Marie following you like a poor, lost puppy, all you needed was to finish the Dragon Crown for your soon-to-be-emperor. It was unbearably easy to run throughout the city with the poor girl wrapped around your finger.

You were shot on the Eiffel Tower, she would say.It was a blank, you would reply.Your father, she would begin.Never lost him, you would finish.

You could of been sorry for all you have done. Playing the constabulary to keep the attention from your forger of a father--oh, the man raised a pretty little liar, didn't he? Yes, your little party could of succeeded without you. They could of, and yet you wanted to play along. If it weren't for your father, why--you wouldn't be the one pressing the barrel of your gun to Marie's dear mother.

❞So, you've got two options. One, you can play Moon Princess--or, if you'd want, I can pull the trigger."

[lunastrings]

"YOU WERE ONE WHO ASKED."

[parisiancaper]

❞I ASKED YOU TO CHANGE."