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Post by Gabriel Gallows on Oct 22, 2012 19:22:20 GMT
It had been a week, and not one opportunity to score a little coin, at one point he even thought about doing an honest day’s work, but a cold dread almost ran through him at the very idea. He was a thief, the honest work he left to his little brother.
However, he had heard from one of his contacts, that there was a Moogle around that had letters for the Garden in Balamb, and he thought, if he scored that, he might be able to sell it off to them, or someone else for a good price, as long as the sale did not get him killed.
He had been researching the areas where he had been spotted, but, so far he had not come across the Moogle, who he had found out was called Marko. So, as he sat on a rooftop he looked around the city, and sighed, “Damn, where’s a Moogle when you need one.”
Taking one more sigh he jumped to his feet, “Well, no use wining, it’s not like he’s going to fall out of the sky and land on your head now is he Leon.” He looked up quickly before he chuckled, “Well, it happened before.” He took a deep breath, “Well, better get to work.”
It was true, he wanted to get a letter off to his brother, and, after saying those exact same words, a Moogle did fall out of the sky and land on his head. Looking around he decided he might have better luck if he looked around ground level; after all, they were small guys. He took a step back and jumped off the roof.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 22, 2012 20:28:47 GMT
“Get back here with my chocolate you stupid squirrel!” came a rather annoyed voice from across the rooftop. The first thing to notice was the bright blue pom-pom that sprung from the top of his head. With a running leap and a yell of “Moogle snatches nuts from squirrel!” both moogle and squirrel rolled around on the rooftop until the squirrel was quickly thrown off of the roof minus one chocolate bar. Marko laughed and ate the whole chocolate bar whole.
“Hehehe…stupid squirrels.” He crossed his arms and looked around, pointing dramatically. “That should teach you what happens when you steal chocolate from Marko!”
The young courier plopped himself down right there on the roof and pulled his bag in front of him. He started to go through it, making sure that the darned squirrels didn’t steal anything else. He closed his bag back up and stood, and ended up paying attention enough to the guy that just jumped off a nearby roof.
He rushed over to the side to see where the guy landed. “Hey!” he yelled down to the man. “Are you okay?! It looked like you fell off the roof!”
Post by Gabriel Gallows on Oct 23, 2012 5:32:56 GMT
As Leon was about to land from his leap off the roof he ducked into a roll, landing on the ground, thanks to the roll, without hurting himself. However, as he got to his feet he looked up as he heard someone yelling. He was confused by this, since, most people around this area knew of some of the stunts he pulled without actually hurting himself.
When he saw the source of the voice he smirked. He may have just lucked into the thing he had been searching for, however, he did not know for sure, so, he had to play this carefully. He knew, if he acted to hasty he may lose his chance to get the message for the Headmaster of Balamb Garden, because, if it was the wrong Moogle, the word could get back that he was stealing mail from them, and he might never find the one he was after.
So, playing it coolly he yelled back up, “I am fine, do that all the time, thanks for the concern though.” Thinking about it for a second he thought he could get chummy with the Moogle, and maybe, when he finds out whether or not this was the Moogle he was after, he could snatch the mail. So, looking around for a second or two he smirked before running towards the wall.
As soon as he got near it he performed a number of acrobatic skills to get him up to the rooftop the Moogle was on before sitting on the edge. He looked over at the creature and smiled, “Hello.” Like stated before, he knew he had to play this carefully, and, even if he found out this was in fact the Moogle he was after, he would have to pick his spot to make a clean snatch.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 23, 2012 18:44:17 GMT
“All the…time…?” Marko looked at the purple haired guy and blinked, tilting his head to the side slightly, which caused his pom-pom to bounce comically around. “Well okay then!” he exclaimed, laughing as he did so. The moogle situated his bag on his shoulder, and walked around the roof, looking over at the guy curiously. “So if you went down off the roof in the first place…why’d you come back up?” he asked, smacking himself in the forehead. “Stupid Marko” he scolded himself quickly. “HI!” he finally said in return to the other person’s hello.
He laughed loudly, trying to dispel the awkwardness of what just happened though he was probably only just making it worse. Most people would think ‘what a goofball’ or something similar, though he would never admit anything like that about himself. Everyone should be happy, all the time, no questions. Marko coughed a bit and looked at the guy and held out a paw (or hand, whichever it is that moogles have) and spoke.
“I’m Marko, nice to meet you….uh…” he paused, withdrawing his hand momentarily. “What’s your name guy?” he asked him, holding his hand out again.
Post by Gabriel Gallows on Oct 23, 2012 19:09:16 GMT
As the Moogle asked him why he jumped back up, he was tempted to say, because, he wanted to steal his bag, and pull it off as a joke. However, thinking about that for a moment or two, decided against it. He was really tempted to say it, so much so it almost escaped his lips, but, he used what little restraint he had not to say it. So, as he took a few, well, about two seconds, to think of something he smiled.
True, when he did steal the bag, which he caught sight of over the Moogle’s shoulder; it would make the even funnier. However, it might make things harder in the long run. Then there was the chance the small furry creature might take him seriously and bolt. So, he simply said, “Had some time free, and you seem like a nice enough Moogle, thought I would just see if you wanted to talk.”
Then the confirmation came when she talked about himself in the third person, and the smile grew slightly. The smile also changed slightly as well, it was barely noticeable, but there was an almost sly nature about it, when the change came. However, he realised quickly and turned his smile back to normal. So, the Moogle was in fact Marko, which made his day. True, if he did steal it, it might end up have a big bag of nothing, but, he would rather take the chance.
When Marko introduced himself and asked for Leon’s name he continued to smile. The fact was, Leon had many different names he used when it came to people who hired him and marks. He was just quickly deciding which one to use on Marko. It only took him a few moments before he decided on, “Gareth, Gareth Greaves…” He took Marko’s hand and shook it gently, “Please to make your acquaintance Marko.”
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 26, 2012 17:31:26 GMT
Marko laughed, nodding his head as his hand was shook. “Alrighty Gareth!” His smile never seemed to go away. The moogle took a step back and sat down, placing his courier bag in his lap to pull out another bar of chocolate. He held it out to ‘Gareth’ with that same goofy smile. “Here!” he offered. “It’s good, just make sure the squirrels don’t see it - for some reason they like to steal my chocolate.”
He looked around carefully, watching for squirrels. His gaze fell back to ‘Gareth’, waiting for him to take the chocolate bar. He had no idea what the other man was actually up to, he was too trusting and naïve to even think that he was anything but honest.
Though this was also the moogle that didn’t have a single clue about what town he was actually in. Half the time he ended up on the wrong continent (such as this one, he had letters for many people - some in Midgar, some in Balamb…but none in Alexandria).
Post by Gabriel Gallows on Oct 27, 2012 7:46:23 GMT
Leon smiled as he sat there planning his plans, and waiting for a chance to strike. However, he was a little surprised when Marko offered him some chocolate. He smiled, but it was a genuine one, as the smile has had on his face before was, well, not forced, but fake. Leon chuckled a bit when he mentioned squirrels liking to steal it, “I’ll keep that in mind.” With that he took the chocolate and started to unwrap it.
He had to admit, he kind of like Marko, he was a bit of a goofball, but, he seemed genuinely nice, which was rare in his opinion. He also thought about leaving the mail, but that idea soon left his mind. He sat there eating the chocolate and thought about a few things. He decided, he was going to steal the mail, but not all of it. Also, he would, as a thank you to Marko for the chocolate, do it in a way that made sure he did not know the mail had been taken.
As he thought about how he was going to do it, it struck him, he would distract him, and when his attention was turned away from the mail that would be when he struck. He thought, since Marko seemed to be a little gullible, he would try something simple. All of a sudden he pointed to behind Marko and said, “Oh my god, what is that?” If his planned worked Marko would turn his head away, and if that happened, Leon’s hand would slip in and out of the bag with a good handful of mail, and slip it into his inside pocket.
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 29, 2012 19:48:13 GMT
Marko laughed a bit (though when he talked it just sounded like laughter) as he grabbed another bar of chocolate from the bag for himself. The squirrels weren’t going to get this bar or another bar of chocolate from him again! He was going over more and more scenarios through his head, each dealing with a different move for him to use should the squirrels keep trying.
“Silly squirrels” he mumbled softly, as he glanced over to see ‘Gareth’ eating the chocolate bar. He was happy to have been able to give some to someone else. He liked making new friends, and he found that food - sweets to be more precise - seemed to do that the best. Though, the excess amount of sugar also explained why the little creature was so hyper all the time. He just wasn’t a large sized moogle because he was so active in everything that he did.
Now when the purple haired man pointed behind him and exclaimed rather loudly, being the ditzy moogle that he was Marko gasped and turned around, momentarily dropping his bag to look. He hopped around the roof, trying to figure out what it was that he was supposed to see. “What, what! I don’t see anything!” he whined, giving the thief the chance to steal a few pieces of mail. The exact contents were two rather personal letters but one for a job request. He wasn’t able to get his hands on the mail addressed to Headmaster Cid.
Marko turned around, sitting down with his bag again without realizing what had just happened. “I think you’re crazy guy, I didn’t see anything.”
Post by Gabriel Gallows on Oct 29, 2012 22:26:17 GMT
Leon smirked slightly before Marko turned his head, and he went back to his ‘normal’ smile. When Marko said he thought Leon was crazy and he said he did not see anything Leon feigned confusion. He stood there and scratched the top of his head, to try and emphasise the confusion.
When he had done this for a little while he said, “Really, I swore I saw something, looked like a flying Squirrel. Oh well, my be seeing things.” He looked up at the sky and sudden, in the same fashion as his confusion, looked shocked, “Is it getting that late already, sorry Marko, I’ve got to be somewhere. It’s been a pleasure talking to you.”
So, with a chance of a response he hoped down from the building and rushed off. When he was out of sight he looked through the mail until he saw the letter for a job, which needed a thief. This got his attention, “Well, this might be more profitable then I thought, pity I didn’t get the letter to Headmaster Cid” With that he rushed off some more, back to his hideout and his brother to tell him he was going away for a while
Post by Marko the Moogle on Oct 30, 2012 1:30:46 GMT
“A flying squirrel…” he mumbled quietly, looking at ‘Gareth’ with a completely dumbfounded expression. “But…” he jumped up in the air exclaiming rather loudly that “Squirrels don’t fly!” He shook his head and started running around in circles. “If squirrels could fly that means that my chocolate isn’t safe anywhere!” The little moogle kept going on and on, rambling about how flying squirrels would be the worst thing ever. All of the sudden he stopped, looking straight at the purple haired guy. “You’re crazy” he stated flatly, with almost no expression on his face.
As the thief made known that he had to leave, Marko blinked and nodded vigorously. “Okay guy!” he called with a smile. “It was nice meeting you!” He hefted his back up and over his shoulder before hopping off, staying on the rooftops, carefully scanning for squirrels.
After a few minutes he stopped and sat down, going through his bag. He did it every now and then to make sure squirrels hadn’t snuck in and to figure out where to go with his deliveries. He blinked, sorting through several times, each more frantic than the one before. “No no no no no!” he cried. “Where did my mail go?!” he whined as he faceplanted into the roof. He stood up and raised his hand in a fist at the sky. “Stupid guy tricked me! Flying squirrels and stealing mail and…” he sighed. “I am so fired.”
