[ORP] The 2 Fugitives..well the 1 Fugitive and his well meaning accomplice.

The two cowled figures sat in a darkened room, only 1 candle shining out a feeble light in the deep darkness of that dreary, rainy, weather beaten..well actually it was daylight and quite a nice day, much to Airy's disappointment, so she'd made Marche hang up blankets over the small study window, and set up a round table and two chairs, and move all the other furniture out, while they role played being fugitives, and this was the planning stage, so it was crucial it be dark, and rainy...she'd thought about having Marche fix up something that made the sound of running water at least, but figured that would be going to far. So they just sat in her study at the Boarding house in the artificially darkened room, with their single candle for light. And the cowls was so no one would recognize them.

Airy sidles shiftly looking around making sure no one was looking and sits at the table, rolling out a parchment with drawings on it. "Okay...ah be seeing that ye be in need of some help te foil the guard at the gate, for your *cough* testing of his powers, and *cough* a bug thats been reported..Im coughing at the parts where its just an excuse for you to really run away from Spero without paying money owed." Airy explains helpfully. "So I got a town map of Spero, it took a bit of effort, the Town Map Maker wasnt that willing to part with it, I had to promise myself that if I let myself take it that you'd sweep out the town maps office once a week!" Airy was the Town Map Maker.

"Anyways, moving on.." Airy points to the gates, "There's a guard, here, here and here..and here" Points to the 4 gates of the town, which everyone knew had gates and guards at...Airy had also forgotten about her accent to disguise her voice it seemed. "Now what we gotta do first is figure out who is the weakest link in that formidable army of guards.." Airy worries at a fingernail in thought. "Lets see...there's Harry the Halberd, Boily Bill...*shudders* not him, Callum Snotsankle...what a weird name, Im always trying not to look at his ankles for fear of what Id see...and lastly Mike the Man with Two Hands, he sounds tough... So what do you think?"

Marche carefully makes his way back to the only source of light in the middle of the room after finishing hanging up the curtains over Airy's windows to ensure the awfully sunny and delightful day would not get in their way. Airy had been very determined in her instructions to get this thing right. "Gah!" Suddenly, Marche yelps out as his leg hits the chair he could not see in the dark. This whole darkness thing ended up being rather inconvenient, he had to admit. Airy had insisted that it was crucial it would be dark, but he didn't really understand why. Actually, why did they even have to move all the furniture except the chairs and table out? They could have at least kept the comfortables ones instead of these! It wasn't like this plan was going to fail just because they were sitting on cushions and could see each other's faces, right? Nonetheless, he focused on their plan instead. She did have a point that just walking out of town wasn't a workable plan at all. She did, right? Grumbling at himself for questioning her like that, he shook his head and ignored his thoughts.

As they both were seated, Marche leaned forward towards the candlelight as they started whispering about his great prisonbreak, except that he was escaping from a town, and not an actual prison. He tried to follow her finger as it moved over the map, pointing at the gates, but with the low light it was all very hard to see. Yet, he nodded seriously back at her, as he was sure that that was crucial for success as well. His 9 bronze tax tab was going to be safe and wasn't going to end up Spero's Treasury, for sure. Marche listened as Airy explained the great trouble she went through to get this map of their hometown, through which they strolled so many times already and knew like the back of their hands: "Wait, you have an office for your Town Maps?" That was certainly new!

Marche contemplated her plan and shifting uncomfortably on his chair, squinting his eyes to see the map before replying: "That Mike guy sounds tough, but in all fairness, I have two hands as well, so I think I can take away his advantage a bit due that. Maybe he's ambidextrous or something, but I'm wielding a weapon in each hand as well, so what's he going to do? Let's go for him!" He looked up, suddenly realizing something they almost forgot: "Wait, for this to work, don't we need nicknames you think? We'll need code names to be able to refer to each other! I can't just yell your name. We just need to come up with something clever, hmm..."

Airy's face is very serious..."yes, I have an office for Town Maps, its er...umm rather conveniently located too, won't take much for you to sweep." Airy didnt tell him it was her front room where her desk for the boarding house was kept, she thought it prudent to save that for later.

Leaning over the map as Marche said he'd go for Mike the Man with Two Hands, she smiled at him..."oh you are so brave, and so fair too, making it a fair fight like that, you both having 2 hands." She was about to start suggesting how they should go about it, when he stopped her in tracks...a great welling of tears crept into her eyes... She'd forgot about giving themselves names...oh, oh...he was right, she had very nearly blown their whole operation because they wouldnt have had names. Airy was torn between loving Marche sooo much for remembering such a crucial factor, and being very upset with herself for not doing so. Swallowing her pride though, for the plan must go on without emotions getting in the way. She nods stoically, telling herself that atleast one of them had been smart enough to see the error, and be thankful that all had not been ruined.

Using a small white hanky she dabbed at her eyes..to clear up her vision "Oh Marche you are soooo clever, that could have ruined us completely!!" Airy being Airy. once she decided to allow someone else to be cleverer than her, she went all out to praise the other person, because she had a very generous spirit...so she hopped on his lap and kissed him rather thoroughly as a reward too. I did help that she got rewarded too, Airy was very pragmatic about that sort of thing too, rewards could be after all.

"Now..." Airy said, all business like again...while still on his lap..."Lets see...names..." Scrunching her eyes up in deep thought..."Martha Mayhem?" Came to her instantly, she noticed that Martha and Marche started with a M and thought about giving him that name...but figured it was a girls name and he might object, debated about teasing him with it, when suddenly another name popped in her head when thinking what his name should be, and it was so hilarious, that she said it out loud immediately "Oh! And how about "Floyd Floggins?...ehehehehe..." Airy has a fit of the giggles, she thinks their pretty perfect! "See what I did there?...your going to try and flog the guard...muhahahaahaha....Floyd...muahahaha" Floyd was a rather ridiculous name, and it sent her off into peels of laughter, cause she knew that even though she couldnt see it, that Marche would be slightly affronted by the name...snickers some more.