A Serendipity of Thieves (Act the Third)
Who: "Nitsa" (missthewoman) and Xigbar (gravity_splode)
What: Xigbar's found an interesting problem. Clearly this means investigation is called for.
When: Evening of the 18th
Where: Planetside
Warnings: None?
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Xigbar was hardly someone who wasn't able to recognize the need for a good pseudonym now and then. But it was one thing to keep a pseudonym and quite another to accidentally let that pseudonym slip. Assuming that was the case here. He wasn't about to rule out a case of someone having made of with one of the journals. But one thing was most definitely clear. Whoever the 'Nitsa' was, she had all the potential to be interesting. Finally. He'd been getting too damned bored with Axel gone. Besides, it wasn't like anything else he was currently doing couldn't wait long enough to let him have a little break and that was all he needed to decide the correct course of action (as he saw it).
He didn't wait for the shuttle down to the planet's surface this time, though. Instead, he took his own methods, after making sure to leave behind the all-too-familiar coat. He could afford to leave his portals behind for this, and besides, it was easier to blend in without it (if his usual taste in fashion could be called 'blending in,' but today's clothes were at least moderately sensible).
And with that well in hand, it boiled to one single question: if he were a woman of mystery playing at being not herself, where would he have gotten to?
What: Xigbar's found an interesting problem. Clearly this means investigation is called for.
When: Evening of the 18th
Where: Planetside
Warnings: None?
*
Xigbar was hardly someone who wasn't able to recognize the need for a good pseudonym now and then. But it was one thing to keep a pseudonym and quite another to accidentally let that pseudonym slip. Assuming that was the case here. He wasn't about to rule out a case of someone having made of with one of the journals. But one thing was most definitely clear. Whoever the 'Nitsa' was, she had all the potential to be interesting. Finally. He'd been getting too damned bored with Axel gone. Besides, it wasn't like anything else he was currently doing couldn't wait long enough to let him have a little break and that was all he needed to decide the correct course of action (as he saw it).
He didn't wait for the shuttle down to the planet's surface this time, though. Instead, he took his own methods, after making sure to leave behind the all-too-familiar coat. He could afford to leave his portals behind for this, and besides, it was easier to blend in without it (if his usual taste in fashion could be called 'blending in,' but today's clothes were at least moderately sensible).
And with that well in hand, it boiled to one single question: if he were a woman of mystery playing at being not herself, where would he have gotten to?