04.30.09 - Heebie Jeebies

Location: Halyard Tavern (Keita's Room)

Characters Involved: Tameus, Micah

Squeeeeak go the hinges of Keita's door as a certain young buck pushes it open, and peeks his head inside. "... 'Ey?" Mike calls as his eyes scan about. Anyone in there?

Tameus is a step behind his friend, a clay jar held shut in his hands. He peeks around cautiously. No one. "Okay. Good. Where we gonn' put 'um?"

"In 'er shoes? In her dresser? One of her pockets?" Micah smirks, sauntering into the room now that he knows there's no one there.

"Hmmm." The jar in one arm, Tam glances around, fingers of his free hand tapping his chin. "Do y' see her bag 'round here?"

Micah glances around, heading over to the bed - it's /big/ and ducking to looking underneath. "... Nope," he says with a shake of his head.

Tameus wanders further in, looking around, tugging open the door to the closet to peek in. "Nnh. Boots or somethin'..?"

"Migh' get bit," Micah points at. Glances back over his shoulder with a smirk. "Not that that'd be so bad."

"We don' wann' /hurt/ her.." Tam points out fretfully. He lifts the top of the jar to peek in, then shuts it.

Micah shrugs noncommittally. "Kay," he says. As if to say - if that's what /you/ want. "Then maaaaaybe... OH! Here's her bag!" He holds it up, triumphantly, turning. "Here!"

Tameus's ears tilt upward. "Good!" He trots over, grinning a little. "Hold it open."

Micah's nose wrinkles. He gives Tameus a distrustful glance. "If you drop it on me I'm gonna /kill/ ya..." But he does as told, opening the bag and holding it wiiiiide as he can.

"'m /not/," Tam reassures his friend, and cracks open the jar. He peeks in, then removes the lid and upends the jar over the bag. Out topples a medium-sized, glossy black spider, into the bag. "Quick close it! I don' wann' haft' /catch/ it again.."

Micah looks like he's about to jump out of his fur. He closes the bag and quickly drops it, with an actual little yelp, jumping back away from the bag.

Tameus quickly backs up as well, scut atwitch, looking nervous. "Where'd y' get th' bag from? Y' haft' put it back!"

"... I'm not /touchin'/ that bag! You do it!" He points. "It was /righ' there/."

Tameus glances over. Mike is pointing kind of un-specifically at a floor-chair region. "On th' floor?" He edges closer and lightly pushes the bag with his foot.

"Yeah. Righ' /there/, I said." Mike nods, backing away a few more steps. Heebie jeebies.

Tameus nudges the bag a little more into place. The he scoots back, behind Mike, and grabs his arm - pulling his friend toward the door. "Okay, les' go."

"... Wait. Doncha want t'see her reaction?" Micah inquires, kind of dragging his feet a little bit.

Tameus pauses, looking back, scowling a little. "An' get /foun'/ in here? I don' want her t' know /I/ did it, she'll tell m' da'! An' he'll like me even /less/ than he does already!"

"Aw, yer such a chicken," Mike mutters at the other leveret.

Tameus scowls at the younger buck, ears back. "'m not a /coward/.."

"Then why don't we /stay/ here 'n' watch?" Mike inquires with a satisfied smirk. "We could sit in the closet. She's not gonna see a spider 'n' go, 'Hey! Let's go check the closet!'"

Tameus goes on scowling. "... okay. But if she /does/ catch us? Wasn' /m'/ idea!"

Micah grins. "That's fine. It was /my/ idea. I'll take /all/ the credit."

"Good. Y' better." Tam keeps ahold of Mike and goes toward the closet, giving the bag a wiiiiide berth and pulling the door open.

And Mike ducks inside the closet, pulling Tam in after him. And cloooosing the door. "See, there's a keyhole we c'n watch through," he says.

Tam squints around the closet, sitting down to wait, sinking back a little with a grunt. "Still think we're gonn' get caught."

"Yeah, well, we get caught they'll blame me. I'll say I kidnapped ya," Mike smirks.

"Y'r smaller'n me, they won' believe y'," Tam mutters. His ears are stuck up, listening.

Mike rolls his eyes. "Yeah but I'm /meaner/..." Ah well. He shuts up, too; Listening.

Nothing - silence. Tam grumps out a noise and draws his knees up. This might take a while.

Mike drops down beside Tam, so that they are shoulder to shoulder. He rests his head back.. "She's gotta come back sometime," he reasons. And then subsides once more into silence. Preparing to wait it out.