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[Ditto Armunn]

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Slipping into the upper hall of the Armunn home, Ditto noticed that light peeked under Tarothin's study door, indicating that he was inside, still working, and smiled to herself. 'Good', she thought, 'he doesna even know I was out tonight.' Still smiling about her sneaky deed going unnoticed, she tipy-toed oh so quietly towards the bedchamber. Hearing a slight ruffle of papers, Ditto turned her attention back to the study, she didn't notice how close she was to the bedchamber door, and rammed into it head first. Stiffling curses with one hand, Ditto opened the door with an angry jerk and stepped in quickly. She was standing too close to the door as it shut naturally, and caught her long pink skirt, trapping it in the doorframe. Ditto, worried that Tarothin might come out of his study at any moment, gripped her skirt and gave it a yank, ripping it from the doorframe, and leaving a portion of pink material behind on the other side. Listening until she was confident that her husband hadn't noticed anything unusual, she could finally let out a sigh of relief.

Walking over to the large table in the room and sitting at the chair, Ditto dabbed the available quill into the ink to start a letter. Her hair was still very damp from the hottub at the Garden and she brushed aside an annoying stray strand as she was writting, unknowingly smudging ink across her nose. After finishing and sealing the letter and seeing it to a hawk near the window, she yawned and turned to the bed. Peeling her clothes from her body as she walked, Ditto thought back on her conversations with her friend, Darmug, at the Garden earlier and smiled at the thought of finding his ticklish spot and making him say 'Uncle'. It had not been an easy task, and when he had seen her stubborn, mischievous grin, he had tried to humor her by giving out a fake laugh. But a person's laughter was something she knew about and could read much into by it. Eventually she found his true ticklish spot and was relentless until she finally heard the word Uncle cross his lips.

She jumped into the large, comfortable bed and snuggled way down low under the blankets. She had gotten away with it and Tarothin would'nt even know she left their home and hadn't been sleeping all this time. A giggle escaped her and she slammed her hand against her mouth, flinching at the sting, but holding herself still and quiet for a moment until she was sure she wouldn't giggle again.
Her mind drifted back on her plan. A plan to capture Lia's kidnapper. A plan that had failed because she couldn't find him that night. Lia would be recovered and leaving her safe spot soon. And, knowing Lia, would again want to stubbornly do things her own way, and possibly getting herself kidnapped all over again. If Ditto was lucky, she would have one more day to try to capture the kidnapper until Lia was up and going out in public again. She'd have to try again tomorrow to save her friend from possible harm. Even if she had to go against Tarothin's order....again. Frowning at the thought, a pang of guilt struck her and much to her annoyance, stayed with her until she finally drifted off to sleep.
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The Dark Lady, Ditto Armunn, D|O -(hawk# 232286048 )
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Quote: "Oh Great! First I get stabbed and now I'm bleeding!" - Ditto
[quote="Tarothin Armunn"]I know and I have mood swings like a pregnant woman at times. :/ I'm very random.[/quote]

[Tarothin Armunn]

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Walking out from his study after finishing up for the night, he notices a bit of pink cloth sticking out from the bedroom door. Not something hard to overlook seeing that there isnt that many ...bright colors laying about in his house. Walking more slowly to it, wondering how long it's been there, and after a little more thought, he shrugs and open's the door.

There in bed was Ditto's frame, seemingly sound a sleep. Her cloths on the floor leading up to the bed. One of the articles of clothing being her pink skirt...Now thinking on things a bit more, he walks over to the clothing and grabs the skirt. After a quick examination he finds the tear in the fabric. Out of more curiosity he bends down to put his hand on the rest of her cloths. "Still slightly warm..."

He looks over to Ditto's resting form as he stands up straight. This time with a more thoughtful expresion on his face as he can already guess what happened. Whispering under his breath, "Damn that woman. I told her not to try capturing this guy." Thinking to himself, she has less of a chance to defend herself then Lia does. Why can't she wait. If she does, the man growing desperate to find Lia will make a mistake and will easily be caught. She better have had a guard with her.

Still holding the skirt he walks over to fold it and place it on the table. Making sure that the rip in the skirt was on top.

He walked over and pulled back the covers to get in. There lay her sleeping peacefully with a little smile on her face. As well as a smudge of Ink on her nose. Smiling despite being angry at her, for once again not following his wishes. Whispering as he gently brushed his hand across her soft cheek, "You think your so clever my love. And yet it always seems to get you in trouble."

Sliding into bed and pulling the sheets over him he quickly falls asleep.

[Ditto Armunn]

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Late in the morning of the following day, Ditto awakens and crawls out of bed, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Stretching her arms out wide to prepare for the day, she walks over to the large table to makes simple notes to herself for what she should do in what order. As she was about to take a seat, her eyes caught sight of the folded skirt on top of the table and raised a brow. 'Did a servant do this?' Scratching her head in slight confusion, she turned to where her other clothes still lay on the floor. With a jerk of her head she looked back at the skirt, noting that it seemed to have been purposfully folded to show the tear. Her eyes narrowed at Tarothin's visible message. "It means nothing, Tarothin", she began whispering to herself. "Well, it could be nothing. It could be that I just went to get a glass of wine...or check something in the house, or...any number of things." Her mind worked to come up with a satisfying lie to tell him if he asked her questions later, but sighing in self-defeat, she knew there would be no lies from her to him. She would just be silent on the whole matter, and perhaps, with him being so busy with other things, would forget about it & her plans entirely. In fact, she reasoned, it would do him a good service to forget such trivial things so that he could better make his more important plans.
Moving the skirt to the side, and smiling to herself, she glanced the new light blue parchment paper that had been made specifically for her, since she thought white was too bright and boring, and pondered a moment if the letter she had written last night to Balbanes would look too....frilly with blue instead of white parchement. "hmmm..."
Solving her dilemma, Ditto reached for white parchement and wrote a letter identical to the one she had written the night before. Sealed it and placed it on the leg of the hawk that still had the blue letter. Removing the small hawk from his nest, she gave it a light kiss on the head and sent him flying out the window.
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The Dark Lady, Ditto Armunn, D|O -(hawk# 232286048 )
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Quote: "Oh Great! First I get stabbed and now I'm bleeding!" - Ditto
[quote="Tarothin Armunn"]I know and I have mood swings like a pregnant woman at times. :/ I'm very random.[/quote]