The Witch and the Prince (Mock Fight: Jade vs Demetri )

[Demetri Malius]

This was a strange place indeed. Though the thief had to admit, he wasn't sure what he expected to find on the moon.

Scattered across the stage were numerous frog-like beings, prancing around like jesters in a court. The audience was still eyes glazed over and staring indefinitely towards the performers.

The single girl in the crowd stood out among the amphibious creatures, though she wasn't exactly "normal" herself. She sat with a smile on her face, clearly intrigued by the act before her. She wore a black cloak with a weird, swirled insignia on it. Demetri recieved the odd feeling that the symbol was significant, but couldn't quite put his finger on the reason why. She also wore thin, circular-framed glasses, and fluffy white ears protruded from the top corners of her hood.

Demetri had to admit, the whole ordeal felt oddly hypnotic, but he needed to stay on task. His client was counting on this mission, though it seemed rather ridiculous. Planets the size of pebbles? Impossible, but this world continued to surprise him. He learned to not doubt anymore possibilities.

The thief weaved between the seated audience, ever so cautious of touching even one of the fazed beasts, as he had information that they emitted a screeching wail when interrupted during their so-called "ballet recitals". Luckily, that task was rather easy to do with his slender and flexible build, and the light gravity of the giant rock gave him even more freedom of his body to curve around any and all obstacles. The metal buckles in the thief's black leather armor shone with the soft light illuminating the moon as he moved ever so elegantly, closer to his unsuspecting target with each step. His shrouded cloak fell close behind him, a personal shadow in his wake.

Soon, he found himself closing in on the Prime. The tips of the thief's fingers tingled and they knew what to do next. Softly and swiftly, in and out, no mess. A master pickpocket at his work. The low footsteps came to a halt as his hands continued to reach forward to the distracted girl. Just a little more...

Light fingers grasped a small handful of pebbles, which seemed to be rather heavy. Very heavy, actually. Once his hand cupped under them, it felt as if someone dropped a suit of armor on him. He looked up in alarm as his hand smashed into the girls lap, who then turned to him with a confused look before realizing his actions. With a quick pull he rushed away with the supposed planets, weaving back through which he came, carefully tossing them into his satchel, the girl's shouts behind him.

Sorry for any typos, most of it was done on phone :frog: