#kaz threads

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@smolcuriouskitten

Everything had been going well, room number obtained - a suite of all unnecessary splurges - passwords figured out - he was over fifty, of course it was a birthday. It got him upstairs, in the room, and into the man's laptop. Copying files onto a USB stick way about as far as his IT literacy went, but that was enough.

Then the asshole came back early.

Maybe he hadn't been thinking right, rushing and being stupid, but somehow a fox ended up tumbling into the neighboring suite's balcony. Only to then hear the man slam his door and storm off - presumably to go yell at the staff for slightly moving his laptop during housekeeping. He could've just fucking hidden, crawled under a sofa and waited it out. Now he was stuck.

For some reason the balcony had angled railings, designed to stop small animals from being able to climb up them, and he tried. He tried to drag the patio table close to the balcony railing, it was far too heavy, he tried to open the door with just little paws, and only proceeded to slide defeated against the glass. So he paced.

"Great. Fucking. Great job, idiot, really good work." He growled at himself, too wrapped up to notice his audience. Unaware of how long they'd been there, or what they'd seen. "Fuck."

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@idontkillorphans Continued from X

Kaz hummed and took a long drag, "I guess," Smoke billowed out, "If everyone wasn't capable of some selfishness or greed, I'd be out of a job." He waited, staring at nothing for a long moment before adding, "Not sure what it says about someone who takes advantage of that fact."

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@mirrcrxball

"Hey now, how's it my fault whoever fitted the damn thing clearly did a bad job?" Kaz flopped back onto the patchy old motel couch with a huff. The AC was broken, still, and the sheen of sweat hardly sold his innocence.

The ankle monitor, his ankle monitor. How had been so stupid? Slipping it by shifting forms was a near nightly activity. Only to forget to put it back, leaving it sat on the coffee table in plain view when Will showed up for work.

"Can we let this go, strap it back on, and focus on what I found out? I have a contact, swears he saw O'Connel, last night, moving shit around by the freight yard in Brighton Park." The contact might've been an unnoticed fox hopping along the tracks, enjoying the night air even with the fumes around the train yard, but unless Will was asking, he was telling that bit. "Isn't that a bit more important than this." He gestured first at the monitor-less ankle, then the ankle-less monitor.

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@smolcuriouskitten

They were headed south to Boulder City, but the night had gotten too dark to safely continue on, forcing the pair to camp out for the night. As eerie as it was, they'd found an empty campsite not too far out, likely only a few hours walk in the morning.

Casimir hated the late, in the low light he was certain there were things moving around in it. Big water meant radiation, and it meant those fuckhead crab things. Neither of which were welcome. So as they settled in, fire lit and some sliced up gecko stuck haphazardly in it, Kaz checked through his bag, counting up their radaway supply.

"Who are we looking for in Boulder again? Or are we poking around hopefully but directionless-ly?" Satisfied with his count, his pack was slung away, and the gecko poked at to see if the char went deep enough down to burn the damn thing to a safely edible level yet.

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Open RP Basic Idea: Your muse is getting into a car (theirs or they're stealing it, whatever the situation is up to you!), only to find themselves potentially in the middle of a dangerous situation. Open to: All. - Potential connections: Total strangers or acquaintances.

Parking garages at night always seemed sinister. Empty and loose from the world around them. Flickering lights no one bothered to change, stair wells that at best were sticky and questionable, and worse actively in use as urinals. Of course, they could also make for a decent escape. How crowded they were, how convoluted their structure, it all helped.

Down below, a car screeched as it turned into the parking lot. The door from the stairwell slammed open and Casimir bolted out and tore across the concrete towards the nearest car, scrambling down onto the ground, keeping himself hidden from view of the road or stairwell. Panting heavily, he pushed back against the vehicle and finally looked around, wide eyes staring straight up at the presumed owned of the car he’d dived behind.

“If you help me hide, I can make it worth your while.” He scuffled about through his suit pockets to pull out a wallet, hands shaking from exertion. At the start of the night, his suit had looked expensive, but by then was wrinkled, torn at the shoulder, and the knees were scraped and frayed.

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Open RP

Kaz before he got into the conman thing. Lifting wallets and bags, getting caught, potentially being a slut about it to get out of trouble. Your call.

"So..." He flashed a hopefully disarming smile, "What'll piss you off less, if I was stealing your wallet, or grabbing your ass?" The fox was usually damn good at what he did, but everyone fucked up occasionally.

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@domanon Carried on from X

[SMS] He's an asshole, he deserves it, don't worry.

[SMS] Well, here. For your trouble.

[MMS: A bedroom mirror selfie, tongue trailing along the spit slicked length of a toy.]

[SMS] You strike me as a connoisseur, so if you have any tips or requests, let me know. Don't exactly send a lot of these things.

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Open RP

Basic idea: Kaz was double crossed and left behind. What he's offering can be read suggestively or completely innocently. Either is good. Open to: All. Pre-established relationships welcome. Written nsfw with men only, fade to black otherwise.

"Look, it's a long story, and I'll I'm gonna say is don't piss off a guy who knows magic," He jangled the cuff, then gave a demonstration, his thumb clicked out of socket with a sickening but practice motion, and as he went to pull it through, the cuff tightened. "Asshole took my cut, so I can't exactly pay you, but I'm sure we can work something out."