Look what I stole!

[Evadne]

For Outlaws who stole an egg, this thread will be a place to share (if you feel like it!) what message you received from your kidnappee. There's no obligation to share if you'd rather not (and there's no pressure on Noz to hurry up and write because we are content to wait. <3). This is simply a placeholder.

Jadore sez, "Stealing dragons is the new black, darling. Everyone who's anyone is doing it."

[Spiffy]

*giggles* this is Bella's reaction:

"The egg nearly shuddered in Bella's grasp before a rush of enthusiasm came from the Whirlwind Romance Egg. It had the pleasure to meet her, yes, of course! It - it. Uhm. Well. The enthusiasm flagged at the touch of the whers, and Bellatrix's brain. Oh. Hello there. Uhm. Poor egglets enthusiasm gone, it settled to silence in the pack."

She got a new pair of boots too! Complete with new knife xD So Bella.

[Evadne]

*dies* Here is Jadore's egg. You almost feel sorry for the poor thing:

When Jadore picked up that egg and tucked it away, the first thing she would feel is hesitant hope. Infant's Kiss is what she stuffed into her bag, and this egg is far from overbearing, or loud. The dragonet inside unfurls it's mind curiously against Jadores, growing somewhat bolder when it finds she is a female, and a pretty one! Or at least a laughing one. Laughing is good, isn't it? The egg hopes so.

Also blanket and dried fruit! Woot!

[Inkwell]

'Oh! Hello there, Astor. You want the Jazz Hands Egg, don't you? Of course you do. Why wouldn't you? Funny thing is, it thinks you are just the bees knees, oh yes it does. This egg is a tease, a little flash of praise and cute and adoration, a flicker of kindness towards this crazy thing stealing it.

And what is this? Astor, in his fleeing, comes across a well wrapped bag of flint! JOY and rapture, he has things to start fires with! Inside of the bag is another, smaller wrapped packet, full of jerked meat of some sort. Delicious, nutritious, and he has flint. Huzzah!'

BEST. DAY. EVER.

[S'yal]

The very second Iris snatched up the egg, she'd feel a flash of intense fear from the Widow's Veil Egg. The egg radiates paranoia and the feeling of oh no no oh no being taken! When Iris doesn't drop or throw the egg or anything, it calms down somewhat, though there is still that invasive fear radiating from it.

On the good side of the escape comes in the form of a passed out guard. Whether drunk or drugged, it doesn't matter, he has a side satchel of bubbly pies and meatrolls, each wrapped carefully in waterproof wrapping. They are small, but numerous, and easily carried if one knows how to put on the bag.

[tiamat]

Erm. What's going on here? Poor Ragniel had her hands on the dear, confused River Blue Egg, the befuddled golden thing radiating an aura of 'oh dear, I'm not sure what to do in this situation'. Because it isn't. The dragonet insides huddles it's mind to itself, hesitance to actually interact with Ragniel quite evident.

Even with the rather nervous presence of the egg in Ragniel's pack, at least the surprise is nice! A tent! Oh, it is rolled up in a tight little pack itself, but the pack has a sling, and the tent is hidden away inside, waterproof and will be large enough to house two people, if a bit snug.

(TENT :D)

[firebird]

Oh, dear, oh dear. Holland's Pride Egg doesn't know what to make of Yekemi! He is so rebellious, so very - very out there. Oh, dear. The egg is confused, and a bit distressed, as it was supposed to stay at the home in the Sands, and now this rebel stole it away. That's okay (probably), because - well, the egg supposes it likes Yekemi anyway. Probably. It doesn't have much of a choice, does it?

Speaking of armed, lookit that! It isn't a cross-bow, or a knife, or even a machete, but it is a fishing rod, complete with a roll of fishing line that can probably hurt when wrapped around someone's neck, and three bright and shiny fishing hooks.

((Aww, poor dragonet!))

[Zen]

At the very, very least, Rynn and her crew stumbles upon a very valuable satchel - it's filled to the brim with basic healing supplies! Numbweed, some (wet) bandages, all of those good things, just stuffed full. It's resting at the base of a tree - one of the whers may accidentally stumble on it. But, hey! It's of use and comes with a bag.

(( Didn't see this thread until... wow, just now. *shot* ))

[tuathade]

Way to screw things up, Arkady. Lurking Stare Egg? Totally unimpressed. It expected more of a sneaky creeper like him! The dragonet inside pushes its mind at Arkady, searching for... something. It is a prying beast, and whenever Arkady stumbles through the wet and the gross, he is met with a mental snort of disgust, and a quiet hiss of do better.

At least not everything is horrible for Arkady. Sure, he got shot, and was the one to mess things up. Maybe the egg thinks he's a failure. At the very least he was able to stumble into a couple of hidden skins of fine Benden wine. The late Wardens? Who knows. They're Arkady's now.

[Cansi]

So you're going to steal it, eh? Well fine. Look at that! He scooped up the Call to Action Egg! Alezri grabbed one of the less wher-like of the clutch, probably a cold comfort to him. Then - a thick pulse of, well! You're doing this, aren't you? Do it right. Run like Faranth herself is after your tail! Go go go!

Along with a mental cheerleading squad, Alezri stumbles upon something awesome! Probably! Alezri's hidden gift is a small set of tools, the sorts one would use for Smithcrafting. Picks, hammer, a small shovel (perhaps the previous owner enjoyed gardening?), and all sorts of little odds and ends - either way, most of them are sharp.

((Alezri proceeds to throw a stone-working party with the Call to Action Egg.))