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[larcenous]

Who: Justicians!1 Apt C
When: Day 31, just after lunch
Where: Apt C
What: HEAR YE, HEAR YE

Hey! Guys! PAY ATTENION TO AELLA! I've got an important question for ya.

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[larcenous]

I know a couple'a tunes on the tin whistle.

[luckydog]

Think one of the detectives might know how?

[larcenous]

I think the Sherlocks know their way around violins.

[luckydog]

Neither of them are the performing type though.

[larcenous]

Still, worth askin', ain't it? It's more practical than just a performance.

[luckydog]

Guess it'd be worth a shot.

[larcenous]

I'll be optimistic for both of us.

[luckydog]

Thanks boss~

[larcenous]

Welcome~.

... Almost brings back some memories.

[luckydog]

Yeah?

[larcenous]

My lil' bro... out of the two of us, I was always the optimistic risk-taker.

[luckydog]

And he was the sane and careful one?

[larcenous]

... 'Sane' ain't the word I'd use.

[luckydog]

... You had a wild life, boss.

[larcenous]

Naturally.

What was yours like?

[luckydog]

I lived a pretty easy life. Joined the mafia when I was sixteen and stayed a regular member for almost all of my life.

[larcenous]

'Mafia'?

[luckydog]

The group I used to be associated with.

[larcenous]

Vaaaague.

[luckydog]

That's pretty much what it was. I just did whatever the higher ups told me to and in exchange they took care of me.

[larcenous]

[leans over a bit so she can peer at him upside-down]

What kinda jobs?

[luckydog]

A lot of delivery jobs, mostly. Or sneaking things around; I'm pretty good at hiding stuff.

[larcenous]

[grumpy-face, i want to poke it...]

Can't decide if that sounds borin' or fun.

[luckydog]

A whole lot of boring.

[larcenous]

[pats his cheek]

Poor Gian, stuck runnin' errands.