OPEN POST 2017

[siberia]

CALL ME OUT PARTY POST


1. Post here with the character you want to play with in the header
2. Put your prompt in the body of the comment (or leave it to me)
3. ????
4. Profit



HOT-N-READY FRESH SIB CHARACTERS!
I'm actively playing, confident in my ability to play, or want to play these guys

    
  korosensei   /   auger   /   krieg  

    
  maou   /   tidus   /   jaffar  

    
  cain   /   ash   /   glottis  

    
  komugi   /   neuro   /   sonic  

    
  fiora   /   lupin   /   chiyuki  

    
  akechi   /   morgana   /   claptrap  


COLD LEFTOVERS SIB CHARACTERS!
I can whip them out if you ask





STALE SIB CHARACTERS
Everyone else aka I'll try my best

Comments

[misstrust]

I see. So you scouted beforehand and found the prettiest girl?

[ Lupin, please. ]

[heartsteals]

That's exactly right, [ he says without missing a beat, leveling a smile at her. ] It was you, without a doubt.

[ is that actually what he did? no, probably not. Impey was supposed to be here, but his car broke down (surprise) and so, Lupin had to improvise. Does he say it anyway with complete and utter sincerity? Yes, absolutely. ]

A moonlight drive is hardly worth the time without a beautiful woman to spend it with, you know.

[ as if to punctuate his point, he glances up out of the car briefly towards the skyline. ]

[misstrust]

[ This man is completely full of it, and it's really only because of her particular specialty within their organization that Dorothy doesn't just burst out laughing.

He's good, she'll give him that. He likely drives a lot of young maidens into a swooning frenzy. But to Dorothy, this is honestly just hilarious. Maybe he can't really help it. ]

You do know you don't have to seduce me, correct? I believe you and I are a little too busy for those kinds of breathless encounters.

[heartsteals]

[ on the other hand, that does make him laugh out loud. He should have known she wasn't the type of girl to be won over by some sweet words, but he finds himself liking her - they just came out on their own, really. The opportunity arose, and Lupin is nothing if not opportunistic. ]

I'm no seducer, miss. I'm merely a sincere thief, speaking his mind.

[ there's something paradoxical about "thief" and "sincere" being right next to each other in that sentence, but he makes nothing of it. A few more seconds pass in the car; there's a glint in his eye, and suddenly, he's pulled something new out from his cape. It resembles a harpoon gun, but much smaller, and the "arrow" sticking out of it has a hooked end of some kind. It doesn't stay visible for too long, though. He gets up from the seat, setting a foot against the headrest and nodding to her in the briefest of moments. ]

After all, our time together is short! So sorry for lying about dinner - but this Arsene Lupin truly wishes you a good night!

[ the device fires the moment they pass by a series of brick apartment buildings, and its use becomes immediately apparent: it's a grappling hook. And, in an instant, he's gone from the car, launching himself through the air and disappearing into the shadows of an alleyway. He appears briefly on the rooftop, but vanishes within seconds like an apparition.

(it wouldn't do to have her arrive at his destination with him - a phantom thief must maintain his secrecy - but thank you for the ride.) ]

[misstrust]

[ A sincere thief, huh. Sincere thieves didn't tend to last very long in their line of work, unless Ange took pity on an aspiring pickpocket and tried to impart a few tricks to keep them alive a little longer. Dorothy didn't tend to make a habit of honesty when on the job, although when she pauses to think about it...

Well, she hadn't admitted to a single thing, but she hadn't really played the part of the helpless, ample-bosomed damsel either-- not this time around, anyway. Probably because there really was no point in keeping up the act around a man who'd likely already seen beneath a lot of shallow exteriors while presenting his own. Ultimately pointless, she thinks.

She doesn't even blink when he moves, because again-- spy, this is nothing new, someone using her to get away isn't going to stick around for the whole ride when it would just give away another of his secrets. She does regret not bringing along any manner of tracking device this time around, but ah, well. She can commit voice, name, and appearance to memory easily enough. ]

... And without paying a single coin for my services. Men.

[ But she merely shakes her head and turns the car to make her way back. An odd night, for sure. ]