alnifolia | open rp post 2.0

[ She folds her arms, and purses her lips. She at least has the presence of mind to keep quiet, although her whispering does still read as annoyed. ]

Some asshole thought he'd look better in it than I do and took right before they shoved me in here. Pff. As if.

Now that's a serious crime if I ever heard one.

[ Still, he nods sharply to the door, backing up toward it. ]

C'mon. Let's get you outta here before these guys notice you're missing.

[ She nods in agreement. ] Yeah, let's split.

[ For a moment, she glances past him, out past the doorway. ] You didn't happen to bring anyone else along, did you?

[ He quirks an eyebrow. ]

You know I haven't had a decent partner in a while. [ In summation: no. ] Why?

Hey, I'm just makin' sure.

[ Piper isn't really ready for Blue to be all up in this, for instance. ]

Anyway, let's get going before my hair starts fallin' out without my hat.

[ If there was ever any doubt, she's not leaving until she gets her hat back. ]

[ Yeah, he was rather afraid of that. For a second he gives her a flat, unimpressed look, then reaches up to adjust his own hat, sighing.

—Ah, no hang on. He plops his hat on top of her head and says by way of explanation, ]

A stopgap.

[ before turning on his heel and sneaking out of the security room. ]

[ Piper stares at him, wide-eyed, and blinking a few times before she reaches up and brushes her fingers against the rim of the hat.

????

Before she follows suit. ]

Is this my first time seeing you without your hat? Pretty sure it is.

[ He peers around the edge of a counter — seems like the Raiders are still snoozing, for now — and says over his shoulder. ]

Not much of a sight, I know, but I'd wager I pull off the hairless look a whole lot better than you would.

Pfft. Don't be ridiculous, Nick, you're the most handsome synth detective I know.

[ slash the only one, but details. Piper kneels down to extricate a pistol and a few clips from the guard that Nick had knocked out on his way in, carefully and quietly ejecting the mag to get a quick look at how much it's got loaded currently before pushing it back in. ]

And I'd rather not find out which one of us pulls the bald look better, if it's all the same to you.

[ He gives her an approving nod when she takes up arms, though part of him hopes they can sneak out of here without a firefight.

Then again, he reasons silently, Piper is involved. When is anything ever easy with this girl?

Wryly, ] Only because you know I'd win.

[ He darts out from around the counter, and rather than leading them up the stairs to freedom, he slowly moves deeper into the facility, half-crouched. Piper's bound to kick up a fuss if they don't find her hat, and he'd rather she have company rather than try to go it alone. ]

You remember the mug of the guy who took your stuff?

'Course I do. It wasn't a sight for sore eyes, that's for sure.

[ Really. No one will ever get away with stealing Piper's hat--and maybe it's true that she has a spare or two back at home, but she wants this one. She knows she's making this job a lot more complicated for Nick by doing this, when they could be heading back up and to Diamond City instead of going further into the proverbial lion's den, but... hat.

Nat gave her that hat years ago.

She's just as careful as they stalk in, keeping her eyes peeled. ]

But I feel like that goes for majority of these guys. But he had dark hair, couple'a piercings on his nose and lips... hair was shaved pretty close... good thing he wasn't wearing a mask.

[ He drinks in the information, catalogues it away, and when he approaches one of the little shacks they’ve assembled in the tunnel, he peers in, scanning the sleeping thugs for one that matches the description. He comes up empty – but isn’t that just the way? It’s never in the first place you look. ]

You ever consider becomin’ a detective, Piper? You’ve got a good eye for detail.

[ She gives a shrug of her shoulder, and were they not trying to be sneaky, she'd make a dithering sort of noise. ]

I do wear this hat pretty well, don't I?

[ With her unarmed hand, she reaches up and tips the hat a little bit, letting the rim dip just slightly below one of her eyes, covering it ~mysteriously. ]

Piper Wright... private eye. [ A beat. ] Doesn't roll off as well as yours.

[ He huffs out an amused little laugh. ]

Imagine, though: Piper Wright, Investigations. Not so bad when you put it that way, eh?

Well, no, but we both know there's only room for one ace detective 'round these parts, Detective Valentine.

[ As they come in close to the second little shacks, Piper presses close to a... wall, if it could be called that, and peers around the edge for a gander. No dice. ]

I hope you don’t think that just ‘cause you’re buttering me up, I’ll feed you any confidential information.

[ He says it in good humor, at least, then peers into another nearby hut. Sure enough, he sees a familiar flash of burgundy, and waves Piper over. In the middle of the sleeping pile of Raiders (because when are things ever easy?) lies a man matching Piper’s description, still wearing the damn thing even as he snoozes. ]

That’s our guy? [ He asks it, just in case. Never know, after all – maybe newsboy caps are the latest trend in Raider fashion. ]

[ Piper moves in, peering around Nick's shoulder, and--it doesn't take her more than a few seconds to zero in on her precious hat in the sea of Raiders, and she nods. ]

Yep, that's the jerk. You got, like, a fishin' rod or something so we can get grab that hat without stepping over this pile of Raiders?

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