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[ YEP APPARENTLY THEY ARE. He watches Cloud go ~with purpose~, turns to Riona, and shrugs... but then he's grinning like a fiend before following the blond.

Door guard doesn't look all that tough, would probably easily go down. But in the interest of not hurting people unless they have to, Eithan does offer up: ] I can fake some trouble across the pier, get 'em to move for a little bit.

[What has she gotten herself into.

And why is she enjoying it so much.]

Eithan, your idea of faking trouble usually involves setting things on fire. Here, I got this. You two just get ready.

[Riona rolls her shoulders and walks around, disappearing for a bit behind the local scenery. It's quiet for a moment before she appears from somewhere else.]

Oh please, sir! Please, won't you help me?

[Damsel in distress. Tears, clutched hands, pleading little look. She sniffs loudly.] I got so lost, and I don't know where to go!

[The guard sighs but walks up to her. Riona goes on and on about having been separated from her family and oh no, what will she do?? Her children!! think of her children!! With no small amount of pitying condescension, the guard begins to escort her out and towards the main pier. Behind their backs, Riona waves her hand at the guys, signaling them to go.]

[Watches all of this with eyebrows raised, because that's very believable. Those tears don't even look close to reptilian, amazing,]

...she's good. [And she sounds so proper that the guard clearly thinks she's kind of rich emptyheaded Fleeter, some poor little soul who doesn't know where to go or what to do. Cloud glances, watches as Riona makes shooing motions at them behind the guard's back and bites back a grin, turning around to grab the padlock on the door and yank it clear off, rolling it open just enough for he and Eithan to slip inside.]

[ Of course his idea of faking trouble involves setting things on fire, why would it not? But he at least has the decency to shrug and nod at the accusation, because, well, fair. But then off she goes...

... and she returns like that, and Eithan's left gaping at the scene. Dear fucking goddess, that's something else. ]

Hell yeah she is, [ He says with a bit of a laugh, following behind Cloud and slipping inside... It's a narrow hallway, but there are only three doors, and one of them is clearly labeled as a locker room. So that makes life easier! ]

[Riona will keep the guard distracted as long as possible, wandering around in her oh so desperate search to find her family. At some point, she knows she'll have to somehow ditch him and make her way back, but for now, she's leading him around, sniffling and hanging on his arm and thanking him profusely.

What was it that Morrigan said? "Men are always willing to believe two things about a woman: one, that she is weak and two, that she finds him attractive." Cynical, but sometimes true. She likes to think Morrigan would be proud of her right now.]

[They better make this quick, then.

Cloud jogs up beside Eithan as he pushes into the locker room and just, y'know, starts snapping padlocks off of lockers so they can rummage around inside for some appropriately-sized uniforms.] What'd she look like to you, men's small? [She wasn't much shorter than him but her shoulder's weren't as broad, so he grabs a small for her and a medium for himself just in case.]

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[ Okay yeah just snapping off padlocks dear goddess how the hell strong is this kid jfdskal ]

Yeah, seems right to me. ... Man, these things look so borin', it's kinda sad.

[ Eithan's rummaging through too, trying to keep himself from getting too distracted by other things in these people's lockers (like pictures? of lizards?? really??) and focusing on finding something tall enough for him. It doesn't take too long, thankfully - time to go let Riona off the hook! ]

[Riona hopes it's been long enough. She's getting tired of keeping up the waterworks.

She steers them into a particularly large crowd, where people are practically shoulder to shoulder. As the guard tries to lead them through, Riona manages to let go of his arm and slip back, disappearing into the crowd. It's loud enough that he won't notice right away, giving her time to weave out of the throng and hurry back towards where the guys are.

It takes a few minutes, but she eventually returns, wiping away the last of her crocodile tears.]

Finally managed to lose him, but we better hurry.

Yup. [It'll be obvious to anyone who comes in here that they got raided, but hopefully they'll be out to sea by then and won't have to worry about it.

Cloud tosses the outfit to Riona, shoving himself into his own coveralls and zipping it up over his clothes.] Once we get on board we can probably ditch these and mingle into the passengers.

[ Eithan takes a second to look the outfit over, like "Dear Goddess what the hell am I about to put on...." But whatever, it'll be worth it. Time to get dressed. ]

Yeah, did you see the line to get on the thing? Tons of people. We'll definitely blend in. [ Oh, and, ] By the way, Riona? That was freakin' awesome.

[Riona makes a face that's similar to what Eithan's thinking. But it's the price they pay for getting on for free. She opens up the overalls and hops into them, nose scrunched as she zips them up.]

The sooner the better. I'm detecting something a bit foul smelling on mine.

[She grins at Eithan's compliment.] Why thank you. Between a life at court and growing up seeing theater, I learned a bit about acting.

Put those acting chops to good use again; now we're a bunch of deckhands. C'mon, let's go. [Cloud grabs the ID badge of a vaguely blonde guy, clips it onto his chest and jams a hat on his head to stuff most of his hair under. Getting out of the warehouse is a bit of a trial since he has to poke his head out and make sure the coast is clear before waving them along ahead of him, but at least that guard isn't back yet.

Now they just have to confidently board the ship. Probably can do that by pretending to load up the last of those supplies over there, right?]

[ Ah, court life. He gives her a nod in solidarity there. ]

Good thing no one pays much attention to the hired help. [ Especially since there is no ID of someone with red hair! Because of course there isn't, why would he be so lucky? So he just grabs a very generic looking dude's ID instead. Screw it.

He slips back out when Cloud waves for them to do so, spots those supplies that clearly need loading... and, screw it, he grabs some - starting with hefting a pretty decently sized crate full of what sounds like it might be breakable? Or at the very least, expensive. Oh dear. ]

Hey, there's a lot of this stuff... Bet they'd be more likely to just wave us on through if we've got our hands incredibly full.

And the hired help hears all. [Always watch for the servants. They're invisible, they listen, and they gossip. But that's a separate discussion.

Not too many female dock workers, which makes things a tad difficult for Riona. She finds one with someone that has long brown hair, and that's what she grabs. Hopefully it's a woman's.]

Good idea. And if we look to be in a rush - urgent supplies needed now - they'll hopefully let us through without question. [Picking up some of them supplies, too!]

[Sounds good to him; gonna grab his own couple of crates and load up, head down as they join everybody else loading up the ship. New hires, they're just some new hires making a buck...no big deal, it's a big ship...]

"Hey! You three!"

[Shit.]

"Those go in the aft storage supply, you idiots."

[Cloud turns to Eithan and kicks at his ankle lightly.] I told you. [cloud u dick]

[ Eithan kinda freezes up just a bit when they get shouted for, but then it's just directions on where to go, which is much MUCH better than it could have been.

Then Cloud kicks him. :| Hey! But he puts on a meek act, ducking his head a bit and feigning embarrassment. ]

S-Sorry! I just thought...

[ Aaand trails off appropriately. Time to just start beelining toward said aft storage supply! ]

[Riona more or less has the same reaction, almost freezing up in panic. Her eyes dart around, looking for potential escape routes. But before she even identifies one, she realizes they're off the hook. She barely holds back a sigh of relief. She looks over and smiles apologetically at the person who called them out before hurrying along. Let's get around this corner and out of sight...]

That was close. [It's a mumble under her breath once they're out of sight and earshot.] Though Maker knows where the aft storage room is.

At the back of the ship. [Holy knows how he remembers this crap...] 'Aft' sounds like 'ass.'

[ Eithan actually knows the answer to that one! But Cloud beats him to it, with that and he just ends up snickering instead. "Ass"... haha. ] I mean, you're not wrong. C'mon, hopefully we don't run into anyone else. I wanna get out of this damn suit-thing...

[ But of course the boat is fucking huge, and they've got to get all the way to the back. Wonderful. ]

Now I wish I had that little mnemonic technique when I was learning about the parts of a ship. Something tells me I would have gotten a scolding for it.

[She can picture her mother's face.

it is, admittedly, a pretty long walk to the aft. Riona just tries to keep her head down; best thing to do is not draw attention to themselves.]

Is that it down there, you think? [After x amount of time passed. The room says "STAFF ONLY", so it seems a good a spot as any.]

Sounds good to me, [says Cloud, content to just wing the shit out of this and honestly just discarding the cargo he's been lugging around in favor of just trying the door- oh, the keycard. Good thing they swiped these! Ding, they're in.

...very unremarkable storehouse. Cloud tosses the hat aside and starts yanking the jumpsuit off.] That was easy. Think we should ditch these things overboard once the ship sets off?

Goddess, yes please..

[ Eithan's plopping his own stuff down on the floor, and then immediately taking of the damn jumpsuit. ]

Anyway, I saw plenty of passengers wearin' pretty much whatever, so I doubt we're gonna have to swipe any fancier clothes. We're probably fine. [ ... Says the guy whose current fashion taste lines up with "mildly punk rock" but hey whatever ] How long till they actually ship off, you think? Hopefully soon?

[ Look he showed up to these shenanigans late, surely one of you two looked at the actual time? Maybe?? ]

[Riona's tossing off her jumpsuit as well, scrunching her nose as she dumps it on top of the supplies they brought in.]

Best dispose of the evidence, yes. Not many places to run or hide here if word gets out there are stowaways.

[Being hunted on a ship out to sea is Not a Fun Time.]

Ahh... I don't know, actually. I just heard about this and wondered what it was all about. I didn't... get any details. [Whoops.] But it shouldn't be too long if there are passengers aboard already, right?

[Grabs their clothes up and stuff them into a sack he finds shoved into the corner of the storage room, grabbing a couple heavy soup cans to weigh it down.] All we gotta do is act natural, it'll work out. Maybe split up too, just in case.

[ Well, hell, if they're not worried, neither is he! This works great. ]

Split up now, reconvene for celebratin' sometime later? [ Hopeful smile?? :D ]

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