The 6th Job: [Action] Too much sanity may be madness... maddest of all -- to see life as it is

[thiefparker]

[Parker is standing outside the building where she's supposed to be returning the horses.  Dean and Hardison have helped her lug the three stolen carousel horses to their required destination, though Parker is still confused about why they have to come here.]

I brought you back your horses.

[She chews her lip for a minute.]

I want to say I'm sorry --

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Comments

[ageoftheg33k]

[Hardison stands beside her, giving her enough space to feel comfortable but close enough for him to feel comfortable.]

Let's hope it works...

[thiefparker]

 [If Hardison feels something on his shoulder, for just a brief second, that is Parker's head. A second later, she's standing just out of arm's length.]

It's what they wanted. Why wouldn't it?

[ageoftheg33k]

[He scrubs a hand over his face.]

Just how they work. They're-- they're a bunch of Dubenich's. Make deals and take 'em back cause they can.

[thiefparker]

But we got Dubenich.

[This is one of those out of the mouth of babes moments, except Parker's a grown up.]

Action

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean is hanging back, a long way back. He has his hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket. The Impala has been used as a horse trailer yet again. He's just kind of hoping this shit works. He doesn't want to be chased by another damn wooden horse]

Re: Action

[thiefparker]

 [Parker nods at the man with the Impala. It's the closest she'll come to saying thank you.]

[toonurturing]

[You rang?~]

I am sure the herd is less lonely, now that their comrades have been returned.

[thiefparker]

Good.

Does that mean they won't attack me anymore? They bite.

[toonurturing]

Now that you have returned what you have taken, you needn't worry.

[thiefparker]

Good. Job's done then.