In a ROOM full of f.r.o.z.e.n. /faces/ (Sakie)

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato had an extremely bored look on his face. He set down his half-finished glass of champagne on the tray of a passing waiter and wandered across the room. He wished desperately he could leave, or just get the heist started with. He was waiting on the cue from the mission leader, though. Then he would freeze time and grab the priceless painting displayed on a nearby wall. He didn't know why he couldn't do it now, but he would wait patiently like a good boy.

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Jul 26, 2013 19:23:46 GMT -5 ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ said:

Donato had an extremely bored look on his face. He set down his half-finished glass of champagne on the tray of a passing waiter and wandered across the room. He wished desperately he could leave, or just get the heist started with. He was waiting on the cue from the mission leader, though. Then he would freeze time and grab the priceless painting displayed on a nearby wall. He didn't know why he couldn't do it now, but he would wait patiently like a good boy.

( Hmm... I'm not sure how I should reply to this... xD )

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

(He could be in the room with him, on the same mission. He could even be the mission leader, if you want)

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Jul 26, 2013 19:36:17 GMT -5 ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ said:

(He could be in the room with him, on the same mission. He could even be the mission leader, if you want)

( Hmm... I'll make him be a member on the quest )

The long haired brunette was also waiting in the room, sitting on a chair sipping at his flute of champagne. His blonde-streaked hair was pulled over onto one shoulder and his dark-lined eyes were moving over the people in amusement and intrigue while he crossed his slim legs at the knee. This was his favorite time before a mission; when he could flirt around with the people and have him be unaware of who he was, at least for a time.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato's eyes roamed across the room, coming to rest on his fellow thief, sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. He looked like he was enjoying himself at this dismally boring event. There was something wrong with that picture.

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Jul 26, 2013 19:42:52 GMT -5 ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ said:

Donato's eyes roamed across the room, coming to rest on his fellow thief, sitting in a chair on the other side of the room. He looked like he was enjoying himself at this dismally boring event. There was something wrong with that picture.

Sensing someone watching him, Shasta turned his head and locked eyes with Donato. He knew it must have looked weird for him to be having fun here, but... He wasn't your average thief. Sure, he took joy in stealing, but it wasn't as fun as what you could actually feel within your body. The pleasure, the satisfaction, the relaxation afterwards... That's what he lived for. And the looks he gave the strangers in the room clearly said that.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato gave a lazy smile and started making his way slowly through the crowd to reach his companion. "You look happy," he murmured. "Having fun?"

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"Does it look like I'm having fun?" Shasta laughed softly.
"Of course I'm having fun -- there's a room full of people, and some of the guys
are giving me the same look I'm giving them. I'm in heaven!~"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato rolled his eyes. To be honest, him talking about guys giving him 'look' made him uncomfortable. He was in denial about his own sexual preferences. "You need to get a grip on yourself. We're here for work, not play."

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"Oh, pish. Will you calm yourself? Sure, we're here for work, but that doesn't mean we can't stray just a little bit before the mission starts. I mean, look around you!" Shasta lifted his arms toward the ceiling while turning his head around to look at all the people. "No one's going to know." He finished in a whisper, dark eyes glinting playfully.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato grunted. "Whatever you say," he said. "There's nothing to do here though."

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"You just say that because you lack imagination." He grinned. "But go ahead, be bored in some corner or wherever it is you enjoy spending your time while counting down the hours until you can get your precious painting~ I have more important things to do." He hummed, standing and sauntering over to two guys who were giving him rather flirtatious looks.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato watched him go with an exaggerated look of disgust on his face. Did he just insult the painting? It was a masterpiece! A Caravaggio!

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Shasta, obviously, could care less what type of painting it was. Like it was said in a previous post, he lived for sex, not art. So as he was speaking with the group of men who slowly advanced toward him and attempted to sneak in a touch here or there, it didn't matter to him that he was on a mission with Donato. Because he was on his own mission, as well. A mission of pleasure. And he was close to his target.

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato forced himself to look away. He didn't want to watch Shasta get cozy with some guys. It twisted his stomach, but not for the reasons he would have thought. Maybe he was jealous.

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Shasta let out a small giggle as one of the guy's grinned while touching his hip. It was progress. Slow, but progress.

- TIME . SKIP -

And speaking of progress, Donato wasn't making any. They had been sitting there for an hour, and by this time Shasta was laying on his chair with his head resting on one arm and his legs hanging over the other, watching in boredom as the Italian stood there like an idiot staring at that stupid painting. "Can we just get this over with?"

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

Donato shot him a glare. "Where the H*** has Alandra gotten to? She was supposed to give us the signal."

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"How should I know?" Shasta shrugged and shifted in the chair a bit to find a more comfortable position. "I don't keep tabs on her."

[ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟғʀᴏsᴛ]

"Someone obviously needs to," Donato muttered. "That girl is as bad as you. Alright, let's do this." He glanced around quickly, though there was no need to. A second later, time was frozen for everyone but him and Shasta.

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"Heyy, I'm not bad!" Shasta whined, standing and walking over to him. "Am I? I'm not bad!~ Tell me I'm not bad!~ You make me feel bad, that's for sure, but I'm not bad!"