[Passerby don't really give them a glance, but he walks to stand out of the way, anyway, closer to one of the walls plastered with rotting posters.]
There is no break in guard shifts; they are all overlapping. The palace walls are four standard metres of reinforced steel. Rooftop is heavily guarded. Only one way in. One way out.
[It dawns on him. Randy earns himself a withering look and - very quickly, Blade reaches out to tug him close by an elbow, to slam him against the wall he'd been leaning against, caging Randy against it.
This is to hide both of their faces from the guards trudging down their backwater alley. He has no time or interest in explaining, so he just does it.]
[Randy swallows a stunned little laugh in favor of leaning juuust slightly closer, hooking a knee behind one of Blade's and his arms around his neck, so it's near impossible for the guards to tell they aren't kissing.]
[Whoa wait what's happening. Blade runs very, very warm, on account of the mara, and he is also very good at roleplaying sentient furniture, so he's a very good accessory in the dank, dark alleys.
[randy is also Warm And Solid, but it's nice to be the small one for once. leaning into him eagerly, even as those sea green eyes peer subtly past blade.]
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[Passerby don't really give them a glance, but he walks to stand out of the way, anyway, closer to one of the walls plastered with rotting posters.]
There is no break in guard shifts; they are all overlapping. The palace walls are four standard metres of reinforced steel. Rooftop is heavily guarded. Only one way in. One way out.
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[humming thoughtfully.]
Sounds like trying for a diversion would only make 'em hunker down harder. Better to get in and out, fast as possible.
[not bothering to acknowledge the bodycount, there. they know.]
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All royal guests invited to gathering after the coronation can acquire safe passage. I heard that before you arrived.
[The small problem here was that obviously neither of them were invited.]
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[It dawns on him. Randy earns himself a withering look and - very quickly, Blade reaches out to tug him close by an elbow, to slam him against the wall he'd been leaning against, caging Randy against it.
This is to hide both of their faces from the guards trudging down their backwater alley. He has no time or interest in explaining, so he just does it.]
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However,]
I can't see shit.
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[randy is also Warm And Solid, but it's nice to be the small one for once. leaning into him eagerly, even as those sea green eyes peer subtly past blade.]
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There is another set coming. [He dips his head, annoyed.] The patrols have been doubled.