I thought that could be your spy nickname! Spies usually have those in the movies. And they often speak in code to each other. For example, "The fox is in the henhouse!" That's a classic spy phrase.
[But enough of that silliness.
It really does feel like they're in a spy movie when she passes over the envelope and he slips it into his pocket. Rather than government secrets or other classified information, however, he knows there's something even more precious inside: a woman's feelings for the person she loves. (Or one of the people, anyway. He's not sure how many spouses Nami might have had.) He gives a small, faintly sad smile when she says she hopes he never has to give it to Rinne, and he chimes back:]
Mhm~♪ This is just a back-up plan. It's normal for spies like us to have those.
[Someday, he hopes she's able to tell Rinne her true feelings in-person. That would be the ideal happy ending. But he also knows there are no happy endings guaranteed here, in this place where no one he knows has gotten out yet. That's why he's entrusting his final wishes with Loki. Why he told Baizhu to look for his stuff in the storage room if he disappears, and told Leona to look after Jun...
He's happy not to think about all that right now, though. On with the treasure hunt!
He smiles more broadly when she says she's a pirate—truly the perfect heist partner!—and moves away from the statue.]
Great! Then it's "Mission Start"! ♪
[And off he strolls through the lobby, towards the doors that will lead to the storage room.
They pass the main desk on the way, where a concierge sits and a bellhop stands at the ready. Both swivel their heads towards them, eyes on the Queen. One of them opens their mouth: "Is there anything I can get you, Miss Nami?" Hiyori is barely a blip on their radar in comparison; not a true low-rank worthy of being spit on or ignored, but he hardly leaves an impression next to her.
That's about to change.]
We're not here to be pampered, actually.
[He addresses the staff himself, causing their eyes to flicker over: there might be the faintest hint of reproach in their gazes, for speaking on behalf of the Queen when he's not even a face card. But then his hands, already working on the buttons of his trenchcoat, finish their job, pulling it open dramatically, and their expressions change at once.
Their eyebrows lift. Their jaws unhinge. Cheeks suffuse with red, eyes become wide and sparkly. Hiyori Tomoe just went from being a pauper unfit to talk on behalf of the Queen to the most dazzling guest they've ever seen.]
We're here to take a stroll in that storage room! Just a fun little evening walk~♪ That shouldn't be a problem, should it?
[He waits, speaking cheerfully. No rebuttal comes out of their mouths; they're just gaping, until one of them breathes out, "So... S-So handsome..."]
Yep, didn't think so! ♪
[He turns to Nami with a smirk, trenchcoat now draped over his shoulder. Underneath he's wearing a fancy embroidered suit, and if she has an eye for detail, she might just notice that the stitching looks faintly reminiscent of the type of embroidery Jin Mingming wears. But he doesn't call anymore attention to it, nodding towards those double doors at the back of the room.]
See? Thanks to my seduction power, this should be a cinch...♪ I'm not sure we'll need all the tools you brought. But if there's anything inside that's locked away in a safe, maybe then they'll come in useful. Anyway, let's go! ♪
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I thought that could be your spy nickname! Spies usually have those in the movies. And they often speak in code to each other. For example, "The fox is in the henhouse!" That's a classic spy phrase.
[But enough of that silliness.
It really does feel like they're in a spy movie when she passes over the envelope and he slips it into his pocket. Rather than government secrets or other classified information, however, he knows there's something even more precious inside: a woman's feelings for the person she loves. (Or one of the people, anyway. He's not sure how many spouses Nami might have had.) He gives a small, faintly sad smile when she says she hopes he never has to give it to Rinne, and he chimes back:]
Mhm~♪ This is just a back-up plan. It's normal for spies like us to have those.
[Someday, he hopes she's able to tell Rinne her true feelings in-person. That would be the ideal happy ending. But he also knows there are no happy endings guaranteed here, in this place where no one he knows has gotten out yet. That's why he's entrusting his final wishes with Loki. Why he told Baizhu to look for his stuff in the storage room if he disappears, and told Leona to look after Jun...
He's happy not to think about all that right now, though. On with the treasure hunt!
He smiles more broadly when she says she's a pirate—truly the perfect heist partner!—and moves away from the statue.]
Great! Then it's "Mission Start"! ♪
[And off he strolls through the lobby, towards the doors that will lead to the storage room.
They pass the main desk on the way, where a concierge sits and a bellhop stands at the ready. Both swivel their heads towards them, eyes on the Queen. One of them opens their mouth: "Is there anything I can get you, Miss Nami?" Hiyori is barely a blip on their radar in comparison; not a true low-rank worthy of being spit on or ignored, but he hardly leaves an impression next to her.
That's about to change.]
We're not here to be pampered, actually.
[He addresses the staff himself, causing their eyes to flicker over: there might be the faintest hint of reproach in their gazes, for speaking on behalf of the Queen when he's not even a face card. But then his hands, already working on the buttons of his trenchcoat, finish their job, pulling it open dramatically, and their expressions change at once.
Their eyebrows lift. Their jaws unhinge. Cheeks suffuse with red, eyes become wide and sparkly. Hiyori Tomoe just went from being a pauper unfit to talk on behalf of the Queen to the most dazzling guest they've ever seen.]
We're here to take a stroll in that storage room! Just a fun little evening walk~♪ That shouldn't be a problem, should it?
[He waits, speaking cheerfully. No rebuttal comes out of their mouths; they're just gaping, until one of them breathes out, "So... S-So handsome..."]
Yep, didn't think so! ♪
[He turns to Nami with a smirk, trenchcoat now draped over his shoulder. Underneath he's wearing a fancy embroidered suit, and if she has an eye for detail, she might just notice that the stitching looks faintly reminiscent of the type of embroidery Jin Mingming wears. But he doesn't call anymore attention to it, nodding towards those double doors at the back of the room.]
See? Thanks to my seduction power, this should be a cinch...♪ I'm not sure we'll need all the tools you brought. But if there's anything inside that's locked away in a safe, maybe then they'll come in useful. Anyway, let's go! ♪