The Rogue One

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workindarkness:

“We may not be so different.” Ezio didn’t want to use the word “assassin.” Not yet. Perhaps not ever. He inclined his head meaningfully. He’d worn a plain black mask under the hood, just to be safe, and it let him look the Rogue in the eye a little more directly.  “And that being the case… perhaps we could be of some assistance to each other, over the course of the evening?”

There was something about the hooded figure that intrigued the Rogue, and he quickly agreed that maybe they were more similar than he first thought. After the other man voiced his proposal, the Rogue tilted his head in his direction as he mulled it over. “Normally, I prefer to work alone...” And if it was anyone else, the Rogue would have quickly turned him down, but this man made him pause a bit. “However, in this type of situation, surrounded by masked strangers, an alliance might not be such a bad idea.” 

[darknessbecomeshim]

Haunted House

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darknessbecomeshim:

“You! You there. Come closer so I can see you.” The fully masked necromancer stood beside the door outside to the haunted maze, not quite feeling daring enough to go on alone. Even if he would never admit it. “I am in need of more spirit to help me through.”

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The Rogue looked over at the dark figure when he called out to him, and a smirk formed on his lips even though it couldn’t be seen. “A spirit, you say? Or is it more courage that you need? Fear not, dark one. I’ve been meaning to scope out this area for any potential valuables, and with my help, we’ll get through it unscathed.”

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workindarkness: 

 “Hmm.” A possible ally? Ezio, the real Ezio, would never have risked finding out mid-mission. Still, it was a compelling thought. As much fun as he was having playing his Assassin character, it would be even more fun with other people playing along. “I’m quite sure you’re not alone in that. These days, even the doctors and the many so-called heroes feel they must wear masks.” He lowered his voice still further. “Who do you fear will catch you?”

The Rogue nodded his head in agreement about the fact that everyone seemed to wear a mask these days no matter what they did. “Very true, but I assure you I’m not hero, so-called or not.” He looked around at the others that were nearby in mock suspicion and lowered his voice. “When you make your living as a thief, you find yourself with many enemies along with the authorities who would love to be able to boast about finally catching me.”  

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workindarkness: 

“The pumpkin spice cookies are good,” Ezio confirmed, cramming another into his mouth before taking a better look at the Rogue. “Do you… eat? Are you not a mechanical man? One of Da Vinci’s creations, perhaps?” He laughed heartily. “Or is that only a mask?”

“If you say so.” The Rogue quickly reached out and snagged a few of the pumpkin spice cookies and placed them in his pouch for later. “While some people say that my chosen profession makes me less than a man, I am still one so food is a necessity. And yes, this is a mask as it’s important for me to hide my true identity to avoid being caught.“ 

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anubisarrived:

Anubis chuckled at the realization. “I can see that it does.” Shaking his head, he turned, offering the rogue his hand. “I think I can hold off on gathering souls for a small while and share a dance with a fellow scoundrel.”

The Rogue took the other man’s hand and began to make his way to the dance floor. “And since you’re being so kind and letting me keep my soul, I’ll try my best to let you finish this dance with all your valuables. Sometimes my fingers have a mind of their own though.” 

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workindarkness:

He ought not eat. One never knew what might be poisoned. Then again, perhaps the food had mysterious curative properties. Perhaps it would heal his wounds, should he run into any trouble later. Stranger things had happened. And if that were the case, surely he should fill his many hidden pockets with as many snacks as he could carry?  Slowly, Ezio crept closer and closer to the refreshments table, and eventually spoke out of the side of his mouth to one of the many revelers partaking. “Are those any good?”

The Rogue was contemplating sneaking at least one treat under his mouth just to see if it tasted as good as it looked, but he also didn’t want to take any chances of being found out. He could barely hear the words that the other person beside him spoke, but he heard enough to understand the question. “Sadly, I can offer you no answer to that question but please feel free to let me know if you do try them.” 

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anubisarrived:

“Mm, I guess that does leave you free. Lucky you,” he teased. Anubis looked over the crowd again, watching a throng of people dancing nearby. “Does your rotten soul keep you from dancing?”

“Being a thief and scoundrel does have its perks.” Once again, the mask hid the wink that went along with his words. “Even if it does, my light feet outweighs it. Would you care to dance or would you rather skip straight to gathering up souls?”

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themaskedphantomqueen:

“And with what do you with your spoils?” The Queen asked, loving being able to play along, to stay in character in regards to their costumes. She let out a laugh that was closer to a cackle at his boat, she decided to take the bait for the challenge after all. “Oh, really? Prove it then, Rogue. Steal something from me by the end of the night. You can keep it, until our real identities are revealed. If you can get it first, that is.”

“Depends on what they are. Most of them I just sell for money, but there are a few that are so nice I tend to just keep them as a memento. I like to take them out and look at them to remember how they came into my being.” The Rogue’s eyes brighten when his companion laid out the foundation for a delightful sounding game. “I never turn down a challenge, so consider it accepted. Even though it won’t happened, exactly what will happen if I get caught?”

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anubisarrived:

He nodded, glancing around. “Yeah, I suppose there’s quite enough to be entertained by just from people watching,” he agreed. Anubis tutted sadly, noting the full mask. “I guess. That’s rather unfortunate - though someone around here might be disappointed I don’t have the same problem. I sense some rather tasty souls around here.”

When Anubis mentioned people watching, the Rogue’s eyes naturally searched the crowd of people that surrounded them. He still had no clue who anyone was which both annoyed and thrilled him. He looked back towards Anubis as he mentioned all the tasty souls that he found. “Good thing mine is rotten to the core then. No fear of you wanting mine.” 

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themaskedphantomqueen:

“Wise words, Rogue. Though that mask must get awful hot, or will do so as the night progresses.” She noted, with a nod, hoping that for the rest of the evening she’d simply focus on the costumes and not the people behind them. She let out an airy laugh at his threat. “Oh silly boy, I am a Queen yes, but not the typical one you may think of. I have nothing of materialistic value, but what I do have would be difficult for you to steal.”

“Yes, I believe you’re correct, but ti’s a small price to pay once I’m able to go home and look over all my spoils for the evening.” He straightened up the minute that the Goddess put out the challenge. “I’m the best at what I do, there’s nothing that I can’t steal.” 

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anubisarrived:

Anubis glanced over at the Rogue and chuckled, nodding. “I suppose you’re right. It might put a damper on the moment if you wind up sticking to your partner though. Now I’m just picturing two people all stuck together and awkwardly getting into the shower to melt the caramel,” he admitted with a laugh. “It’s good though. You should try some. Maybe on the appropriate apparatus though,” he said, nodding towards the apples.

The Rogue laughed lightly behind his mask. “As long as I’m not one of the ones stuck together, I think that would make things very entertaining. I suppose there’s enough around here to night to keep me amused though.” When Anubis suggested he try the caramel on the apple, the Rogue sadly shook his head. “Unfortunately, eating and drinking will not be in the cards for me tonight.” He pointed up to this mask so that he knew what he was referring to. “It’s a small price to pay for hiding my identity though.” 

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themaskedphantomqueen: 

“Maybe, but maybe not, people seem to be dedicated to the role that they’re playing, though some I can’t work out what they’re supposed to be, never mind who’s behind the mask.” She looked at the masked figure, frowning. “Like you, what is your costume?”

The Rogue tilted his head to the side and thought about her words before nodding in agreement. “True. So far I’ve been impressed with everyone’s dedication, but time will tell. And see, that’s was part of my master plan. Make people focus more on what you are, than who you are.” There was a smirk present on his face, but the mask made it impossible for her to see it. “I’m a Rogue. I make my living sneaking around and stealing, so that’s why it’s important that I hide my identity, and why it’s important for you to keep a close eye on your valuables.” 

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anubisarrived:

He was pretty impressed. The school had gone all out, and the students had been equally enthusiastic with their costumes. The ballroom was a whirl of color and masks, music and chattering. A table off to the side caught his eye. Making his way over, he licked his lips as he took in the assortment of toppings the school had provided for caramel apples. Glancing around, he quickly dipped his finger in the caramel, licking the sticky sweet off, only to turn and find someone watching him. “I know it’s for the apples, but it’s so good on its own,” he explained with a laugh.

He was not surprised at all to find that people seemed to flock toward the refreshments, as he too was there as well. With not being able to tell who was who, the Rogue felt a little out of his element and quickly made his way too see what all they had. Of course, with his mask, he wouldn’t be able to do much eating, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t still look. He raised an eyebrow when he saw another person dip their finger in the caramel, but honestly couldn’t blame him. He’d probably do the same if he could. “Too bad it’s so sticky though or you could have even more fun with it.”

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themaskedphantomqueen:

The Morrígan watched the crowd, trying to figure out from body language alone who was who. She stayed close to the corners and the shadows, placing herself by the refreshments, noticing from the corner of her eye someone approach. “Have to hand it to everyone, we all did a pretty good job of disguising ourselves.” She never looked directly at them, still focused on the throng in front of her.

The Rogue seemed to be doing pretty much what everyone else was doing at the beginning, circling around the outside of the party as he tried to see if he could determine just who was who. Without having too much luck though, he decided to make his way to the refreshment table to see what all they had available. He was looking over the spread that was laid out before him, but he looked up when he heard someone talking. “Yes, I guess everyone wanted to make things hard for the everyone else. Maybe their true colors will start showing up soon though making it easier to tell.” 

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Mask and outfit