Game RP The Fallen's Roses (RedCoat)

Lazuli nodded at Marrons gentle touch, immediately falling into place behind her as they walked from the party, a hand supporting the bag as they walked, keeping it still so none of the items they'd stolen would make noise from the swinging.
 
There was no tail, no one even gave them a second look, seeing naught but a Noble and her maid leaving a party. The corpse wouldn't be found for hours, and by then they'd be back in their own world of darkness, and besides, why would Marron even be a suspect?
 
Marron looked at her sister. "This painting." She said moving her gloved hand over the rare peice, this sliver of their family name. "Is ours, our father sold it, fool that he was. You may not feel it yet, but it is worth more than any gold."
 
Marron closed her eyes, taking a sharp breath, controlling no doubt as the words only cut deep to her memory. "He sold it because he was a incompetent weasel. Not even for the price it was supposed to. He sold it short just to pretend he was in control. To a den of wolves no less."
 
Lazuli bit her lip as Marron took the breath, immediately regretting saying anything, knowing she'd just set Marron off again and half expecting her sister to snap at her. She didn't reply to Marrons words, letting her Sister rant to her hearts content.
 
(XD Lazuli: yeah sis, I understand, totally-)

Marron's eyes searched hers, but sighed as she looked away. "The point is...some things are worth more than the gold, and these thieves picked it from our family's bones. I thought it was lost to us.,"
 

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