Rosabell had been sitting in the guildhall for quite some time now, for once she was actually not moving around or doing some crazy antics like usual. As a matter of fact she was lost in thought, closing her eyes while leaning against her palm lazily, an annoyed scowl on her face. The Dilemma? Panties. For almost a week now Rosabell had been planning on something big-something within the guild to solidify her claim to the title of mischief, and then it came to her, like the first spark of electricity lighting up a room, the idea came to her. She needed to steal someone's panties, more specifically one of the Aces panties.
The only problem was whose panties to steal? For a time she had seriously considered snatching up Guildmaster Desirée's panties, but figured that an undertaking like that should be saved for something bigger. That limited her choices down to Astrid, Eirika, and Rin. Deciding between those three had proved to be the most challenging aspect of the whole process so far, Astrid was a god of Ishval so Rosabell crossed her off of the list as she was deserving of something more grand than panty theft, and Rin was currently a rising star so she guessed that made her a bit more important, maybe a bra theft or something like that. Which only left Eirika to be the victim of the panty raid to be. She had made a wall for all of her escapades in her guild quarters, fittingly named 'The Wall of Fame' Sadly all she had right now was a passport, and the leg of a gingerbread man. Eirika's panties would provide a brilliant contrast onto that wall, and she was sure no one would expect her to preform such a deed so people looking through her room was a low possibility. If she could afford it she would even get a special display case for her favorite one that she found.
Of course, plotting about something and doing it are two completely different subjects, but Rosabell wouldn't really have any trouble doing it. This wasn't really her first time breaking and entering, and this wasn't even a museum it was just someone's room. If anything finding the panties within the room was the hard part. Some of those rooms were absolutely massive, and there was no guarantee that the sacred undergarments would even be near the bed, making it a wild goose chase for a set of underwear of all things. Eirika had left for a job and like when Elvira inducted her all of the other aces were currently out and about doing who knows what, hopefully not making out in the bushes this time.
Deciding that it was now of never she stood walking towards the guild quarters in a rather nonchalant manner, as if she as was heading towards her room. Of course once she got into the hall she quickly made sure no one was watching before activating her Arm of Fenrir and walking over to Eirika's designated door. Using her claw, she easily picked the lock grinning in success as she successful entered the room, before putting a piece of tape on the deadbolt so that it wouldn't make any noise when being opened or closed, making the chances of being discovered significantly reduced.
Turning around swiftly she let out a sigh of relief as the room didn't seem too big, it was much bigger than her own for sure, but that didn't mean much considering that she wasn't exactly a veteran in the guild. Thankfully the layout wasn't too complicated or advanced as the dresser was right across from the bed, grinning heartily she quickly knelt down to the bottommost drawer and opened it surprised to find the prize she was looking for on her first try. There were a multitude of types, ranging from black lacey ones, to normal white ones. and after a little while of searching she found one that stood out among the rest, a pink, white, and brown one with a cute puppy design on the back, appearing to be the only one of it's kind. Grinning victoriously she began to leave spinning the pair of panties on her finger and whistling a jaunty tune. She managed to escape and remove the tape, with just as much opposition as she had upon breaking in, A.K.A none.
Walking back to her own room, she pulled out a thumbtack and pinned it to her wall, right next to the leg of the gingerbread man held up by scotch tape. The collection may look a little rusty and unorthodox but one day it would all come together in a beautiful fashion-or at least she hoped so. Laying down on her bed she grinned happily before looking towards the ceiling and speaking before she fell asleep. "Panty raid, Success!"
WC: 813/769
The only problem was whose panties to steal? For a time she had seriously considered snatching up Guildmaster Desirée's panties, but figured that an undertaking like that should be saved for something bigger. That limited her choices down to Astrid, Eirika, and Rin. Deciding between those three had proved to be the most challenging aspect of the whole process so far, Astrid was a god of Ishval so Rosabell crossed her off of the list as she was deserving of something more grand than panty theft, and Rin was currently a rising star so she guessed that made her a bit more important, maybe a bra theft or something like that. Which only left Eirika to be the victim of the panty raid to be. She had made a wall for all of her escapades in her guild quarters, fittingly named 'The Wall of Fame' Sadly all she had right now was a passport, and the leg of a gingerbread man. Eirika's panties would provide a brilliant contrast onto that wall, and she was sure no one would expect her to preform such a deed so people looking through her room was a low possibility. If she could afford it she would even get a special display case for her favorite one that she found.
Of course, plotting about something and doing it are two completely different subjects, but Rosabell wouldn't really have any trouble doing it. This wasn't really her first time breaking and entering, and this wasn't even a museum it was just someone's room. If anything finding the panties within the room was the hard part. Some of those rooms were absolutely massive, and there was no guarantee that the sacred undergarments would even be near the bed, making it a wild goose chase for a set of underwear of all things. Eirika had left for a job and like when Elvira inducted her all of the other aces were currently out and about doing who knows what, hopefully not making out in the bushes this time.
Deciding that it was now of never she stood walking towards the guild quarters in a rather nonchalant manner, as if she as was heading towards her room. Of course once she got into the hall she quickly made sure no one was watching before activating her Arm of Fenrir and walking over to Eirika's designated door. Using her claw, she easily picked the lock grinning in success as she successful entered the room, before putting a piece of tape on the deadbolt so that it wouldn't make any noise when being opened or closed, making the chances of being discovered significantly reduced.
Turning around swiftly she let out a sigh of relief as the room didn't seem too big, it was much bigger than her own for sure, but that didn't mean much considering that she wasn't exactly a veteran in the guild. Thankfully the layout wasn't too complicated or advanced as the dresser was right across from the bed, grinning heartily she quickly knelt down to the bottommost drawer and opened it surprised to find the prize she was looking for on her first try. There were a multitude of types, ranging from black lacey ones, to normal white ones. and after a little while of searching she found one that stood out among the rest, a pink, white, and brown one with a cute puppy design on the back, appearing to be the only one of it's kind. Grinning victoriously she began to leave spinning the pair of panties on her finger and whistling a jaunty tune. She managed to escape and remove the tape, with just as much opposition as she had upon breaking in, A.K.A none.
Walking back to her own room, she pulled out a thumbtack and pinned it to her wall, right next to the leg of the gingerbread man held up by scotch tape. The collection may look a little rusty and unorthodox but one day it would all come together in a beautiful fashion-or at least she hoped so. Laying down on her bed she grinned happily before looking towards the ceiling and speaking before she fell asleep. "Panty raid, Success!"
WC: 813/769
