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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Everyone!
Broadcast: Sure!
Action: Everywhere!
When: Until the end of the month!

[hey droot flooters! how are those new augment glitches going? how's your crew? what fresh trouble have you been getting into? how are those jobs paying off? whether you're in your ship, on one of the moons, stuck on Marsiva, or hiding out on one of the waystations in-between, your audience wants to know what you're up to!

note: there are an unusual number of shoes on sale in the shops today. the ones on Abeo are pretty ugly.]

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[heresyandlace]

[he clicks his tongue, a little 'tsk' under his breath at the thought.]

Unless you give me a really good reason to, I'll be the last to get anyone in trouble with the law.

[noctiphile]

[His grin broadens.]

You know, I think that might make us accomplices.

[heresyandlace]

[oh, and he matches it.]

...You know, I have always loved that word.

[noctiphile]

[He laughs.] Well, then, my co-conspirator, tell me.

[He pulls another book down from the pile.] What should be our newest acquisition? [Holding one book in his left hand, the other in his right, he raises the left.] A steamy romance born from the stars? Or-[He raises the right.]-a bloody history of an alien monarch?

[He puts them both down.] Or something else, if you'd prefer. I honestly have no idea as to your preferences.

[heresyandlace]

[he sidles over quite close, to peer over the man's shoulder. his attention is fixed squarely on the books, however--eyes now bright as he considers his options.]

...No. It needs to be something good.

[he reaches over to push through a few of the books stacked nearest to him, but his gaze quickly slides to the shelves surrounding them.]

It needs to be something special. It should be something they'll miss.

[noctiphile]

[Mattias' eyes alight with a fire that appears to be contagious.]

Something they'll miss. [He thinks, leaning back on the table as he remembers every book he's looked at the past few days. It's only when he comes across a good candidate that he leans forward, snapping his fingers.] The Moonmaker's Manifesto! It's a rare, religious text. There's only a few copies available from what I've read. This library has one of them.

[heresyandlace]

[oh he giggles! and it may just be a trick of the light, but his teeth sure seem to end in sharp little points when he does.]

Oh, how fitting! She would be proud, don't you think?

[religion and moons and nighttime and new partners in crime! he's suddenly so very pleased with all of this. he's immediately thrilled and set on the hunt.]

Do you think you'd be able to lift it, while I kept watch and provided distraction if need be?

[noctiphile]

I think lifting it would be easy. How to escape with it is the true question.

[He notes the sharp teeth for later and taps his chin for now, mulling it over. He's too honest for a good con plan.] Do you think we could walk out with it? Maybe hide it in another book. Or maybe...

[Stop him before he gets lost to thought.]