≤ baralai! ≥
(❄) The Praetor quickly separated himself from the younger Al Bhed thief, his hands quickly falling to the satchel at his side. He carried with him important ceremonial idols and tokens today, things of value he could hardly afford to lose to pilfering hands.
When he discovered the leather straps tucked into the bag, it only took him a moment to realize just what they were, in which case he immediately took them and threw them back at her.
"Y-You stole Paine’s clothing? but how… and why?"
記憶。 Rikku yelped, her arms shooting out to catch the stolen property -- and missing about half of it. She glowered at him for a long moment - definitely fierce, he should be quaking in his fancy boots - then allowed herself a long, melodramatic sigh. Party poopers.
“She told me that I wasn't a good enough thief to steal from her, so then I had to, you know?" She shrugged, readjusting the scarf around her neck. "But then I realized that she'd kill me for taking her stuff, so now I have to plant the evidence on someone else."
Gloved hands scooped up the remaining bits of dark leather from where they'd bounced off of her and onto the ground. "Pleeease take them? I don't want to die!"
