kind of like a captive at this point, and is debating pulling out a gun on him. "This isn't shady at all," she comments.

snorts. "You said you wanted some place away from the streets. We're away from the streets."

rolls her eyes. "Whatever. Now just tell me what you want to know, and I'll be on my way." Hopefully that was all he wanted. Hopefully.

snorts. "I don't think so. You're going to *help* me get my revenge."

frowns. "Right, and hows that? And what do you even want revenge *for*?"

huffs. "That's none of your business!" ...because, really, getting gassed out of his warehouse was embarrassing.

pffts. "Really now? Because I think I have a right to know if I'm being pulled into this."

nods. "Yes. That is so. All you need to know is that I want revenge."

crosses her arms. "Whatever." She switches to her normal voice, which is in between her "lady" voice of last night, and her "man" voice --

of every day. "Now can we get on with this already?"

a bit surprised at her normal voice--he had expected it to sound exactly like it had last night. It's good, though, cause her girl voice was

annoying. He runs a hand through his gradually lightening hair and nods. "Yes, of course! Start talking!"

almost replies with, "I've *been* talking, dumbass," but resists. She sighs. "If you want to get to Roderich, I'd say go after--

his pianos. He would marry them if he could, but... he gets a little... terrifying when something happens to them." Terrifying as in, --

willing to torture someone to death.

raises an eyebrow. "...seriously?" ...Well, he guessed that made sense. "...He did seem to flip when I touched his piano last night..."

runs her hand through her hair nervously. "It's a little... risky... though. I'm not kidding about the terrifying bit."

knows that he can be terrifying. =\ Stupid gas... he nods. "Okay. What else, then?"

, biting the inside of her hip as she huffs. "Uhh, he has high prices but is stingy to the extreme when it comes to buying things?"

isn't selling Rodering anything, though. He does buy things from Roderich at times, though. "Hmm....How well guarded

is his warehouse when he's not in it?"

him a look. "You think he'd risk anything? It's rigged as good as heck with traps. Guard-there are a set of five to ten guards that switch

off, with at least four on guard at all times."

frowns, kicking a rock on the ground. "Well, fuck! I know he's got that fucking gas, but really?" He frowns, but then realizes

something. "Wait. You're his copilot. You could order the guards away, right?"

didn't want to get involved *this* much. "Well, yes, but..." She trailed off. That would mean the guards could tell Roderich she was--

involved.

a plan! He smirks. "Perfect. Okay, so, *you* go tell Roderich that I'm blackmailing you into forcing the guards away from the warehouse.

That way, you keep your job and you still seem loyal and all that shit. Meanwhile, while he goes to the warehouse to get me....I'll sneak in

and destroy his piano!" Haha! Foolproof.

runs a hand down her face, feeling a bit stressed by this. "Alright. So long as you don't screw things over." Which, for some reason, --

she doubts.

huffs. "I'm not going to screw things up. *You* better not screw up! Or else you won't have a job anymore."

understand that by now, thank you very much.

adds, "but in that case, I have no reason not to chop your balls off."

snorts. "You could always work with *me* if he fires you."

frowns. "You think that would prevent me from trying?"

scoffs. "At least you'd have a job!"

eyes him. "How do you get money, anyways"

a pirate! "I steal shit and sell it--what do you think?"

that's obvious. "But how much would *I* get?"

raises an eyebrow. "How much do you *want*?"

's eyes widen a teensy bit. "Well... wait, I get a *choice* in this?" Was it really *that* easy?

shrugs. "Unless you ask for too much, sure why the fuck not?"

isn't exactly used to that. Doesn't particularly *want* to be a pirate, as she much prefers to have a respectable position in society, --

but that was a better response than what she expected. "I just took you as a prick, is all." Though she's also used to Roderich, who is a--

cheapskate.

huffs. "Just because Roderich is a cheapskate doesn't mean *I* am. As long as I have enough to take care of myself and my brother

(and maybe a little more for bars and stuff... >.>) you can have the rest. It might be a little, it might be a lot..." He shrugs.

blinks. "You take care of your brother? And you're a pirate?"

waves a hand. "Well, I don't take care of Ludwig cause he's in the military and can take care of himself and wouldn't take anything I gave

him anyways. But Allison's 7, so *yes* I take care of him. I'm a pirate, yes, but I'm also human."

didn't really expect that. "I wasn't aware that you had a younger brother. I take it your parents aren't to speak of..?"

*older* than Ludwig, thank you very much. He shrugs. "Woke up one day and they were gone. Ludwig found a mentor, and went

off to the military, and Allison stayed with me." He shrugs. "You do what you can."

thought Ludwig was older. ;; Maturity and looks, an' all. "It's surprising that Ludwig doesn't take Allison, seeing that he's the one with-

respectable job."

rolls his eyes. "Lud's just buff is all. And taller. But I''m older." He shakes his head. "Nah, you can't bring kids into the

military. He *wanted* to, but his superiors wouldn't let him. So, he's with me."

laughs. "Do they even know who they left the kid to? And how come you're shorter and scrawnier, if you're supposed to be the older one?"

glares at her. "Hey. Just because he works for the military and works out every day and gets good food, doesn't mean *I* do."

pokes him in the chest. "Naw, you're just scrawny."

huffs, slapping her hand away. "At least I don't *pretend* to be a guy."

crosses her arms. "Well hey, I've been able to pull it off for the past nine years, haven't I? You're the second to find out."

raises an eyebrow. "Oh? Whose the first?"

scratches her head and does the "heh heh" thing again. "This girl... let's just say she liked me. A lot. Until she... uh, *attacked* me --

only to find out for herself that I had boobs." That hadn't been awkward. Nope.

pauses for a second, and then starts laughing hysterically.

punches him lightly in the chest. "Hey! It wasn't MY fault I was too good at being a man! Probably closer than YOU ever got anyways."

punches her back, laughing. "Sure! But at least I'm the one with the penis!"

frowns. "I have high doubts about that. And you just admitted that you've never had any."

raises an eyebrow. "What, you think I've never had sex. I'm a *pirate*!"

laughs. "That doesn't mean anything if you don't have anything to back it up down there. AND you admitted it."

huffs. "I did not!"

smiles. "Did too. And you don't seem the type, anyways."

crosses his arms, glaring at her. "I did not! And is that so?"

shakes her head. "Naw, I don't think you'd be able to over-power a woman to do that sorta thing."

advances on her, raising an eyebrow at her. "Oh? Is that so?"

raises both her eyebrows at him. "Pretty sure." That, and she has her hand on a gun in her pocket, just in case her impression of him is--

incorrect.

smirks at her, moving closer, moving to put a hand on her hip. "...And how much are you willing to bet on that?"

snorts, a defiant look in her eyes. "You seem to have forgotten our first run-in."

raises an eyebrow. "Yeah. You ran away."

frowns. "Only because you gave me that look. Your face is kind of... euugh."

snorts. "You didn't run away at the ball." He points out.

puts a hand on her hip. "I had an *act* to keep up, and you had a mask on, so I wasn't as shocked."

snorts. "You can't *honestaly* tell me that Roderich, with his mole and one hair that sticks up," he said, imitating Mariazell with his

finger. "...is better looking than me."

shrugs with a smirk. "I'm just not into guys who look like bloodshot old men."

snorts. "Well, I'm not into girls that crossdress, sorry to disappoint."

pulls out her gun with a smile. "Good, because girls that crossdress tend to be armed."

quick to take out his own gun. "As are *pirates*."

cocks it. "If anything, my gun is most likely much more advanced than yours. Unlike the ones you bought from Mr. Edelstein."

glares at her. "Well, if *Mr. Edlestein* wouldn't inflate his prices (as well as his ego) then more of us could pay for the better guns."

satisfied with that glare he's giving her. "You're a pirate. I don't think you're at liberty to be complaining about prices on the black--

market."

can and will, thank you very much.

pokes him with her gun. "Now, excuse me, but I'd like some air to breath if you wouldn't mind."

rolls his eyes, but takes a few steps back. He's probably got rabies standing next to her for so long.

most likely much healthier and cleaner than Gilbert, thank you very much.

that doesn't mean she still could get rabies.

agrees. She can't get rabies. C:

couldn't* fuck you

agrees with that as well.

...that was correcting a typo, not a sentence. CONTEXT CLUES please read them.