text; ill-gotten loot

[restingstitchface]

[The attached image is some amazingly nondescript photograph of a jumble of personal effects exceptionally well-organized on somebody's kitchen table. Some razor lies parallel to the table's edge. A trio of silver rings are exhibited front and center, parallel to a wedding ring missing its box. The only other object of note is a little orange watch, which has been in Crane's possession for a number of days. Though he doesn't find it interesting or particularily useful, he can see how it might hold value for some.

In contrast to the neatness of his table, his mind is a disorderly place. Temptation is tickling the ends of his fingertips, goading him to trash everything and break people's hearts. He sends out a message while ignoring that need. Does the decent thing.]

Well, I can't believe I'm having to say this, but does this belong to anyone? Beautifully made as it all is, it just doesn't match anything I own.

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forward-dated to event end

[vanto]

I think that's my watch.

[restingstitchface]

You bought this?

[The fact the watch looks like trash is the most important thing, here.]

[vanto]

What's wrong with it? I like the colour.

[restingstitchface]

Oh. It's hideous. I'm glad you enjoy the colour, because that's the only shockingly bright thing about it's design. This thing is so frightful that were you to drop it in water, I'm afraid it would boil.

Anyway. Got any proof?

[vanto]

[Eli isn't sure if he's insulted or amused by Crane's feelings towards his watch.]

You have a lot of feelings about a stranger's watch.

I don't know how to prove it, but it is mine. Uh, I might have the receipt somewhere?

[morethan084]

[...

How the hell did Crane end up with her rings? They had gone missing and she had been searching all over for them. She pretty much never had them off her fingers unless she was at the gym, even if they're pretty basic looking she's had them for years and they're sentimental for her.]

Uh, yeah, actually. Those rings are mine. What the hell are you doing with them?

[restingstitchface]

I reached over in my sleep and realized they were there. But, you know, to tell you the truth my little birds have been bringing home things they shouldn't. It's quite a situation, isn't it?

[morethan084]

It's something alright.

How do your birds know where I live?

[restingstitchface]

Perhaps they've flown by once or twice when migrating for winter.

[The joke being that, depending on the population, some crows don't migrate at all.]

[morethan084]

Sounds like bullshit to me.

Actually, every word that comes out of your mouth sounds like that.

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[h2no]

you have some fun, doc?

[restingstitchface]

You know, there are subtler ways to accuse me of being a thief, Archie.

[h2no]

it is



suspect

[restingstitchface]

You're just accusing me of this so you have an excuse to play friends, aren't you?

[h2no]

i do not know what you mean by "play friends"
do you think i'm gonna try and swindle some stuff outta you?
because i mean
i would happily own literally anything there if you're offering

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[darkpants_warmfeeling]

How the hell did you get my razor?

[restingstitchface]

When a bird dropped it out of the air and it landed right in front of me.

[darkpants_warmfeeling]

And I guess birds dropped off all that other stuff for you too, right?

What's really going on here?

[restingstitchface]

The truth is, I have no idea. I seem to have been affected by this business that's sent everyone's powers a little nuts. Maybe you should try giving me the benefit of the doubt?

[darkpants_warmfeeling]

Sure, I'll get right on that, Scarecrow.

[He will not get right on that.]

You're telling me your powers are accidentally making birds steal for you? And you're just willing to give it all back, no problem?

[acclimatized]

That's my wedding ring.

[ and he is furious. ]

[restingstitchface]

[And doesn't he know it?]

Don't scold Aleister for not knowing the difference, doctor. You're supposed to be an educated man.

[acclimatized]

[ john ignores that comment. mostly because he's used to them and he might be realizing the theft was actually unintentional. ]

Aleister? Is that your crow?

[restingstitchface]

Yes. He's a very good little boy.

[acclimatized]

I still think you should've called him Edgar Allan Crow. Anyway, he can't be THAT good if he's going around and pinching jewelry.