some sort of friendship/romance thing, maybe. o/o (closed, please don't stalk lmao)

yeah! go ahead

Uhm… (I was asking if you wanted to start but ok… just give a bit cause now's not a good time to think up a starter…)

this is going to be a trainwreck if i start it, dude. i'm wonderfully, fantasmarifically horrible at starting

So am I…. but I'm also good at saving trainqrecks instead of starting them…

hh okay? do you trust me to pull a location and scenario out of my ass

Yes.

great! it'll take me a second, but one starter coming right up

Cool!

j hovered gently on the fire escape, bare feet making no noise as they reached down, broke the window lock, hefted the window up and stepped inside. desperate times call for desperate measures

they dropped from the sill and scanned the room.
anything worth theft? doesn't look like it so far…

a creak made them turn sharply

Arthur yawned as he slipped down the hallway, he'd been trying to fight sleep for the last hour, and it hadn't been working so well, so he figured a cold shower might wake him up. He yawned again, tugging at his shirt, wincing when he heard the floorboards creak beneath him.

j pulled their cloak and dark, swirling skirts closer to them as they spotted the figure coming down the hallway. they disappeared into the nearest shadow, only their charcoal eyes could be vaguely made out in the gloom (i assume its night and the house is dark?)

(Sounds about right)
Arthur froze, semi-alert. He'd heard something in the main room, but what? Walking almost silently he scanned the shadows cautiously for any intruder. He stopped on the far wall, just making out a couple of spots of gray… Either it was his vision going spotty, or there was someone there.

j quickly closed their eyes, breathing silently through their nose.
i knew this was a bad idea. desperate times my swishy ass. how can i convince him he's… tired. too tired to think straight?

Arthur blinked, realizing the gray spots had vanished. Yawning he shook his head, I'm too tired for this… he thought, pulling the rest of his shirt off and heading back to a door in the hallway, opening it and rustling around for a towel, then heading to another door across the hall.

success!
j waited until he disappeared before quietly toeing into another room and tucking a few things of moderate value into a duffel bag, silently sneaking back to the window and waiting for any noise.

(do you want him to catch j or do they rob him a few times and he catches them on like the 4th-5th)

(Arthur's probably gonna catch him, I got an idea here…)
Arthur sighed, growling to himself as he slipped out of the bathroom and went down the hall again, Where is it…. He thought, trying to think of where he'd left his slippers.

(pokey)

(damn sorry i've been Busy)
j held their breath, hefting the window up in one fluid motion and scrambling out as fast as possible.
fuckfuckfuck okay!!!! we're fine we're out the window we… have no way down without breaking all stolen objects. damn.

(No worries, Also note that I do poke things regularly… If it stresses you out pls pls pls please tell me….)
Arthur froze, having seen something near the window. flicking on the lights he headed over. Noting that the window was open he poked his head outside, "What the???" he said, seeing the guy outside with a bag full of his stuff.

(oh i thought you were calling me pokey lmao. feel free to keep bumping when i dont respond. also, j is genderfluid and rather androgynous looking, also wearing a skirt.)

j smiled sheepishly, reaching with their right hand to sign "see you later!"
they then threw the bag back inside the window, hitting arthur, and leapt from the fire escape with their tar-black skirts billowing behind them.

(Cool, though it is dark, and that is also my thought process… everyone is a "guy", regardless of gender…)
Arthur fell back with a whump, sighing he got up and warped down to the alleyway, right in front of the skirt wearing person. Arthur yawned, tired, and annoyed, "Why did you break into my house?"

j looked in surprise, ducking out of the way and booking it into the gloom. they headed towards their camp with the others, breath coming fast and hard as they ran. they realized that they wouldn't be able to make it all the way to the camp without stopping, so they veered to the left, scaled a tree and settled in a v-shaped nook towards the top.
their dark garments draped over them, making them virtually invisible to anyone that wasn't like,, an elf or something.

Arthur sighed, jogging after him, dashing down the street he stopped shortly, scanning everything around him. stopping under a seemingly random tree he chanced a look up. "I see you." he said boredly, "I'd like for you to answer my question."

a blunt dart flew from the next tree over, accompanied by j uncovering their head and sticking their tongue out from the tree it flew from.
there was a note attached to the dart that read "nice try, but that's the wrong tree, dumbass. also i'd like you to know i literally cannot answer that. ta-ta, now darling, i'll be going back to my camp. you should too."
they slipped out of the tree, gracefully landing and beginning to walk leisurely in the same direction they were running.

Arthur sighed, using a violet whip of aura to encircle the other, pulling a sketchpad and a pencil out of a random portal.
You never use your powers this freely!
I don't care right now
"Answer" he said flatly, handing him the sketchpad and pencil.

(hey can you use they? i've told you that j is gender neutral. they is their preferred pronoun in general, and only he or she if specified)

j smirked, exaggeratedly accepting the paper and pencil in a way that radiated sarcasm. they quickly scribbled something down and handed it to arthur.
times are hard, bitch boy. you got your stuff, so now you can lay off. i may only be a human but even a mutant bastard like you should be afraid of having a dragon sic'd on them. also, that shade of violet is quite ugly.

(Sorry! Not used to the gender neutral thing… I will definitely try to remember!)
"One, Dragons don't scare me. Two, I have no control over the shade of my aura. Three, you look half starved, also known as do you need food?" he said seemingly unfazed by the insult.

they shrugged, scribbling down an additional
"do you know sign? it's too dark for me to easily read lips. also, you should, considering that they could literally just eat you. their mouths are bigger than your entire body. just a self-preservation tip, dude."

Arthur sighed, slowly signing his next answer, Not good at it, Also I can probably beat a dragon, or outrun them.

j snorted goodnaturedly, hands shaking slightly as they signed.
"debatable. anyway, you said something about food?"