This choice: The S.S Borvo, a cruise ship full of the wealthy. Thief urges rising... • Go Back...Chapter #3Cruising for a Looting by: Keroro04   "Last call for the S.S Borvo! Next port of call, Moonstone Bay!"
Keeping their presence hidden amongst the crowd, all the two really had to do to get onto the S.S Borvo was to pickpocket a pair of tickets before making it to the ticket counter. Thankfully for the duo, there were plenty of people just standing there waiting for the crowd to push forward so there was ample opportunity to do so. As they made their way to the ticket counter and handed their pilfered passes, they took the keys to their room and ran aboard before the two who tried getting on made it to the front.
"Smart choice picking a cruise ship." Asha admitted, as she unlocked the door to Room 328 with her key. "They almost never bother to actually check identities, really. They just look to see if ya have a pass or not."
"Still, imagine how those two we took must feel..." Zeta admitted, looking out the window to see two woman being tossed into the water due to lacking a pass and still trying to get on. "Maybe we should give them back their passes and get on a different-"
"No, no, no!" Bonking Zeta on the head, the stage magician sighed a bit as she turned the thief's sight away from the sea and towards her. "Do you know the kind of people who get onto a cruise? Rich assholes, aristocratic families and utter fatasses who are attracted by the buffet onboard. I'm willing to bet that whoever those two women were, that they deserved to have their passes be robbed."
"Besides, it was for the greater good, wasn't it?"
Asha's words did resonate in Zeta's head a bit. Nabbing a bit from the prodigous backsides of those two begowned women certainly did feel fine. Wrestling a slip of paper from outside a fold of fat without them becoming aware... it was a delicate challenge but it was one that certainly got her excited. Was this due to her Thief class?
Come to think about it, everything on this ship certainly looked high quality. The doors all looked to have a golden trim, and the windows looked to have silver in them. The bed was made of metal, and the queen sized bed was soft enough that she had to believe the bed had to have somehow been made with harpy feathers or something. Even the curtains were of an ornate design, based on the works of the Kyoedo artist Mifune. The price of such a room had to have been through the roof.
Before she even realized, her hands were already pulling on a jewel built into the side of the bathroom mirror.
"What the!" Falling back with the emerald in hand, Zeta was stunned at what had just happened to her. "Did I just..."
"Ha, that's what happens when your a thief." Asha stated, using her staff to playfully poke into Zeta's chub. "Your instincts for treasure are so great that you feel that natural pull for wealth. On land, it usually isn't to such an extreme but on a ship? Especially a cruise ship like the S.S Borvo? So many people are going to have their shit go missing, and it'll be amazing."
"But we can't steal from regular people!" Zeta yelled back, trying to reinsert the emerald back into the mirror in spite of her roguish instincts telling her to pocket it to sell once she reached Moonstone Bay. "Nobody here deserves to lose all of their wealth!"
"Are you sure about that?" Asha stated, grabbing her fellow adventurer by the hand and walking her through the halls to a ballroom for her to see the gathering crowd of rich people. "Listen to them, and hear how sinful they are."
Beneath them, they could hear the rhythmic pushing of the waves signaling the boat was starting to leave it's dock. There was no getting off now, Zeta thought. Really all there was left was to actually listen to the people who were talking in the ballroom to try to disprove what Asha had thought of the crowds. Where she was hoping in the kindness of strangers, she quickly found that faith heavily misplaced.
"I say, you really fed your servant girl to such an extent?"
"Indeed. She truly makes for a soothing bed. I only wish I kept her brother alive, so that he could make for an additional feeding hand for her."
"You could always just raise his corpse. I know it's illegal, but money can make such worries just wash away!"
After only hearing a single conversation, Zeta stepped back with a shocked look on her face. Hearing similar conversations and statements all across the ballroom, she was outright disgusted by the vanity and the depravity of the rich folk that were on the Borvo. Feederism, fanaticism in regards to looking for immortality, devious sexual acts... these people were nothing like the average citizen she saw walking the port town!
"These people..." Zeta stated, holding her hand close to her mouth as her stomach twisted. "I think I'm gonna be sick..."
"Ha, told you."
Barely managing to hold in her lunch, the hero was gasping heavily as she tried to process what to do. However, with the words of Asha running around in her head wildly, she saw herself looking around for some of the wealthier items in the room. Standing to the side, the stage magician could only smile smugly, knowing that she was right in her initial assumption. She was always right when looking into other's intentions after all.
It came with the class skills.
"So... still think we shouldn't steal from them?"
For a few moments, Zeta weighed her choices heavily. In her heart though, a scale tilted slightly in the direction of chaos rather than lawfulness, it's side weighed down by her own choice in class growing up.
"I guess... it can't hurt to take a few things of value from these people. It's not like they're good folks anyhow."
"Here, I'll generate a distraction." Pulling out her staff and cloak, Asha walked into the crowd and twirled the latter around with the former to create a mesmerizing pattern. This action bought the attention of all the nobles around her, as they quickly turned to witness the woman who had come onboard.
"By jove, it's Asha, the Baskerville Magician!"
"Here, on the Borvo?"
"Sign my belly!"
With plenty of people of all weights and sizes gathering around the magician, Zeta saw her opportunity. She casually walked behind the crowd, blending her actions to look like she was only really trying to get to the front of the crowd and failing to break through the crowd. In reality however, her hands were not going above but rather below to grab at the wallets of the people. In a speed faster than most could react, she plucked a wallet out and cleaned it out of all it's valuable coins and bills before sliding it back in.
Nobody was the wiser by the time a magical voice transmitted itself across the ship, gathering everyone's attention.
"Attention, this is your captain speaking. At this time, the Borvo has just left Costa Del Moore and is now en route to Moonstone Bay, a port town of the Dwarven Kingdom of Anarkand. We will be making a single stop en route in four days at Everset Island in order to collect supplies, but otherwise this will be a continuous journey. For now though, you may now access all floors at will from the pools on the top deck to the enchanted feasting table buffet held near the bottom. Now enjoy your stay on the S.S Borvo, where all your worries will melt away!"
As soon as the intercom was done, Asha had already disappeared using the voice as a distraction for herself. Trying to play innocent, Zeta similarly played innocent as she walked back to Room 328, where she saw the black-haired charlatan casually spinning her staff around out of boredom. The moment the door opened however, Asha's gaze shifted to the thief's pocket of change.
"So... how much did you take?"
Locking the door on the inside, Zeta poured out the coinage and counted it carefully before pushing it all back into the bag. "...Looks to be 150,000 G. Going to be honest, I thought it'd be more."
"Well they're not just going to carry all of their wealth on their person." Asha admitted, a chesire grin glowing on her face. "But this is plenty. When we get to Moonstone, we'll buy ourselves some pristine armor and weapons in order to really grab those Dwarves attention. Only the best from those artisans..."
"So long as we don't get caught."
"Uh right." Pausing a bit, Asha considered the idea before thinking it folly. "Well... if we do get called guilty I can just run. They ain't catching me after all. Now, let's lay low for now."
"Right..."
Hiding the money bag in one of her pockets, Zeta sure was glad that these bags of money didn't grow larger for all the money that could fit into it. For now, it was just a matter of living their lives aboard the Borvo without being suspected of theft. Just seven days of... not stealing again... in a cruise ship that was filled up with so many valuables.
"Huff... huff... god I need something to distract myself."
"Eh, just try to find something to take your mind off of stealing." Asha stated, the idea being the only thing she could think of. "And if that doesn't work... I could always tie you up in rope."
"...I'd rather not be tied up."
With that, Zeta was off. One week remains until the two reach Anarkand's outskirts.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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