[TIWK!SP] Everything Goes According To Plan

[Regina Apple]

[TIWK!SP] means "Those involved with Kidnap!Sebby plot", cos I was never going to fit that in the title. *nods*

Gina buzzed with excitement. It'd been too long since they'd planned to do anything this big. Especially since Hanton and Forrest had gone AWOL. Not that they'd ever contributed much to these sorts of plans. If Gina had to be honest, and this is had to be honest, the elaborate plots had gone out the window when John left. And Regina hated admitting that. It made them sound so... needy. She shuddered at the thought.

But this was proving that they could do it, without Hanton, without Forrest and without John. Well, for her anyway. For everyone else it's probably just, Yay, more money. Which was good too. Better in fact. Money was very useful. Even if the guys did piss it away on booze and birds. Maybe if she started to tweet, Gavin would spend his money on her. It was an idea. A weird one at that. But she'd probably try it.

The buzz was beginning to wear off. Regina did not remember copious amounts of waiting involved in these plans. Maybe it was because they were never waiting on over-fed lords before. They had to compensate for the shifting of their bellies after all. Bloody nobes. They pretended to care about the peseants and pretended to side with Hood's wet cause, but really all they cared about was feeding their fat guts.

Looking to her favourite outlaw - the one and only Gavin Bates - she drawled, "Gavin... I'm bored." She kept her voice down, as to not give away their hiding place. But she really was bored. It was just like a noble to keep everyone waiting. "When's he getting here?" They could be here all day at this rate. Or the person may not even show up at all. This could be Gavin just falling for some gossip based on nothing. Or him mishearing in his drunken state - mistaking an anecdote for a future event. She wouldn't put it past him.

But surely enough, Gina faintly heard the clopping of hooves on the compacted mud. She smiled at Gavin. How could she ever have doubted him? Actually, it was easy to doubt him, he was dishonest, but she felt like her point still stood. "Actually. I've changed my mind. I'm not bored anymore." Instead, she focused on the plan they were about to act out. She furrowed her brow. "What's the plan again?"

It wasn't like Gina to forget plans. All she remembered it involving was her leg. But thinking of Gavin talking about her leg made her think of the night - that night - when she'd kicked him. It had proven to be air distracting, no matter how much she'd wanted it not to be. Rather than leaving herself to look like a plonker, she added, "Not that I've forgotten or nothing. I just want to go over it, final check or sommit." She lied with ease. She'd hopefully just saved herself from some torment.

(ooc: Hope that's ok, because I don't actually know what's supposed to happen XD Alsa next please P: )

[Gavin Bates]

[OOC: ...And you think I do?! X3]

Gavin would have to agree, the rush he got from cons such as this were probably the best. The sheer danger involved in what they were doing was enormous, which of course made it all the more fun for him. The fact they hadn't had a right proper go at something this large also made the rush that bit more exciting, and he was so pleased the others had agreed to it that he'd very nearly been civil with them. Well, imagine that? Thankfully he'd come to his senses before he could open his trap, and thus the situation had been saved.

The forest road had been quiet for a while, as few people dared come up this bit recently. It was well known to be Robin's patch, after all – a rather stupid thing to let happen, Gavin had to admit. If everyone knew you worked that area, they'd stop going there, wouldn't they? Bloody pillock of a noble trying to do a job he had no right attempting. Regardless, it didn't seem the infamous “outlaw” (and Gavin used that term loosely in relation to the man and his gang) had been informed of their current position along the North road, for which Gavin was thankful.

”Gavin... I'm bored.”

He rolled his eyes – the group were hiding in the bushes, waiting for the right moment to set their trap upon the unsuspecting noble whose travel they were anticipating – and turned to face Regina, expression one of clear annoyance. ”Gina, I don't really care,” he replied in the same tone, mocking her. Shaking his head, he lifted a finger to his mouth and looked back out, only to have Apple speak again. He glared at her this time. ”I told you, around noon-ish. You expect nobles to be on time?”

Thankfully, this noble did seem to be on time, as a clacking of hooves made itself known. Judging from the sound, they had a minute or two to get ready. He turned to find Gina smiling at him and despaired a little. Women, seriously. He rolled his eyes as she claimed she hadn't forgotten but explained the plan anyway. ”You go out there and pretend to be hurt. Word on the street is he can't resist a pretty face, peasant or not.” He grimaced at that. Like it wasn't enough to take their money, now they had to take their women? ”And while loverboy is distracted, because either him or his manservant will be doing the lovely task of seeing to our damsel in distress, we overpower the guards with a sneak attack, steal all his money and take him back home to ransom for enough loot that we can spend the rest of our lives living in style. Got it?”