<div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v484/FujinAkari/s_Women_Short_red_hairstyle_zpsd5060ea2.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Jasmine Whispers (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1163893)</strong></span><br/>Place:  A forested clearing<br/>Time:  In the dark of the night, evil will find them<br/>Tagging:  New friends<br/>Inventory:  Two pairs of fine clothes, hip high leather boots, tricorner hat.<br/><br/><em>Wisp arched her back and felt the newly recreated bones of her spin pop slightly as she walked.  Truth be told, she knew little-to-nothing about the wilderness and wouldn't even be able to tell a lucky clover from the time that made a rash break out, but with the boys having opted to attempt to infiltrate their quary, the information gatherer found herself with quite a lot of time and not much to fill it, so going on a spur-of-the-moment hike had seemed little beyond a interesting use of time...<br/><br/>She let out a slight giggle which she cut off in the middle of.  Schoolgirls giggled, evil blackmailers did NOT giggle.  Still, she  turned to regard meeks with a thin red eyebrow playfully crooked and took a moment before answering.</em>"Oooh... nothing so grandiose as either of those..."<em>she purred, mentally congratulating herself on her use of the phrase 'grandiose.'  Meeks definately seemed like the type of person who judged based on upbringing and demeanor, so pulling out a five-silver word like that could only raise the thief's appraisal in the other womans eyes.</em><br/><br/>"Lets just say... long ago Sera and I got into a bet, and I lost.  Turned out the terms of the bet were a bit longer than I initially realized but... well, I'm not the type to back out on what I owe.  If you want a longer story than that then I'm afraid you'll have to get me a good deal drunker and more suggestable."<em>She smiles slightly, taking a slight hop away from the woman in an unspoken indication that she was leaving the door open to be pursued.<br/><br/>As she hopped, however, a nearby bush rustles slightly and the woman senses her two allies tense up slightly, a response that only brings a confused series of blinks to the woman's brows.</em>"Its a bush.  It isn't going to be hiding a damn bear... probably just a rabbit or something.  Come on, shoo!"<br/><br/><em>With that, Wisp offered the bush a decisive kick, spreading her arms slightly to keep from losing her balance as she kicks her foot into the unseen foilage.</em><br/><br/>OOC:  Perception Check just to see if Wispers notices anything :)  At 2017-07-29 01:47:02, Wisp (uid: 49010) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=105592)