[Open] The Cats Will Play

[apurrstate]

Who: Anders, Vash, and their victims
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Blue Fish, Tourist, Caprine, Three Twins
When: Backdated to the end of July

For Vash
[The plan was all too simple and even simpler to enact. Slip aboard the targeted ships, tinker with the food paste's mechanisims and lay a simple spell on them, then wait and watch for their victims. People wouldn't suspect a thing until it was too late, considering visitors were normal on the ships, it was flawless.

They'd start with the Caprine and end on their own ship, because what was 'home' without a little fun?

Anders grinned over at his partner in crime.]

I can't wait to see their faces.

For the prank victims
[OOC: Completely voluntary, if you'd like your character to get splattered with food paste, then reply away and maybe you'll even catch one of the guys.]

It would seem like a simple malfunction, if it wasn't for the magic used to cause it. A shimmer in the air and a little burst of light blue light was all the pomp and circumstance given before a burst of sticky and wet food paste burst from it's container and onto the unsuspecting victim caught in it's spray.

Have fun picking that out of your hair.

A sharp eye might be able to pick out the culprits hidden away and snickering to each other like school boys who thought they were overly clever.]

((OOC: Also feel free to have threads that don't involve Vash or Anders, if the inspiration strikes!))

Comments

[goldenglasses]

[Ah! See! Look at that smile! Of course Anders has this under control! Vash doesn't worry at all then! That is until Shirley flinches. She is alright, right? Oh! Yup! She looks just fine!

You can see that as she's coming closer! Like... much closer. Uh oh.

Excuse him, Anders. Looking for an escape route now. He won't care if he has to leave you behind to do that.

MOVE.]

[apurrstate]

[UM EXCUSE YOU VASH.

Anders stands and backs up further into the corner he's found himself in.

Might want to be careful of his large boots, Vash, you wouldn't want to trip.]

[hearsthesea]

[Shirley's still coming closer - slower, as she pauses to think on her teriques's path, but eventually she does reach the corner the two are hidden in. She stands there, and smiles. There's a little bit of strain to it.]

Looks like I found you.

[goldenglasses]

[Vash does try to get away, but because of Anders BIG FEET he's flopped onto the floor where he fell after tripping. He grins innocently up at Shirley.]

Oh! Hey, Shirley! Fancy seeing you here! In our kitchen. Ahaha, you alright? It looks like... something...

It was Anders idea. [Hi Anders! Have you met bus tire?]

[apurrstate]

My dearest lady! It's a pleasure to- Hey!

[Anders' own sad excuse for a defense is cut off by his indignation at that bus he was just thrown under.]

As a matter of fact, it was your idea!

[He turned his oh-so-charming smile back to Shirley.]

Shirley, I would never stoop so low as cursing that vile food paste to attack you.

[And a completely deadpan delivery back to Vash.]

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

[hearsthesea]

[Thanks again for the information, Anders. Vash, you're not helping.]

A curse, was it?

[Shirley lifts up one of her braids, making a show of examining it and the mess the paste has made of her careful work.]

Well, it does cause an awful lot of trouble.

[goldenglasses]

What? My idea? Never! I'm completely innocent!

In fact, if it wasn't Anders then it must have been Atroma. Yup! I bet they cursed it for ratings. [He nods along with his "genius" in a matter of fact sort of way.]

There's just no other thing it can be!