The Toroa Con-Job (BG & Samuel)

[mildofthewild]

"I told you this would be a waste of time."

"Shaddup."

"Remember what I said? 'Ain't no way we can get out of here clean on an island filled with richies, they're bound to have bodyguards.'"

"I said shut up."

"We're just two raggedy pirates, how the hell are we s'posed to snatch any-"

Burter's rambling was cut short as Erniel slaps a hand over his mouth, carting his partner behind one of the stone building corners, out of sight of the two hired patrol men that were hot on their tails. Taking a tentative glance down the alleyway, the bodyguards confirm their check with a sniff before moving on, both of the hidden pirates letting slip a quiet sigh.

"We need help if we're gonna make off with anything; this place is crawling with freaks."

Burter has a point, much as his partner would hate to admit it. This isn't a score they can pull off alone. Luckily, they might not have to.

"I heard some of the richies talkin' earlier while I was patrolling one of the banquet halls. Apparently there's a thief hiding out here; he's been making off scot free with all sorts of stuff."

"How's that supposed to help us, we're the ones who need to steal stuff!"

"Yeah, but I know who they were talking about; he ain't big time, but I heard about him when we were at Raito Island. They call him BG the Top, and he'll steal anythin' for a price..."

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #1 

Toroa, beautiful island known for it´s high culture, riches, theaters, opera houses and many other marvels that people from different islands could only dream about. Yet despite all this, Samuel didn´t traveled there from East Blue to enjoy it´s riches, but rather to make a pilgrimage of sort, because as he learned from Michael this island was the home of a man who originated their martial arts.

Gabriel, at least from his half brother Michael´s telling sounded like a very interesting and peculiar man and so the psychiatrist was trying to find an opportunity to meet him for several years already, however without any luck. He was simply too busy to make a trip like that, at least until now. However, since is most problematic patient, Michael himself traveled for few weeks to some law conference or something, and Ana´s parents took their children for holidays, leaving Samuel with enough time to pack his family and travel north.

It took them few weeks, but they were finally there. Watching the city from deck of the cruise ship, Anabella was excited, speaking non-stop about all the different (and according to her incredibly famous) cafe and confectioner´s they have to visit.

As usual, Samuel was only half listening to her as he was focused on completely different building, the university, that was hidden somewhere in the city.

Once again on the dry land, Samuel ordered carriage that took them to the hotel, where they quickly accommodated, before heading back to the city, this time on feet.

“Alright, what do you want to visit first, Kolbaba or Placzek?”
Asked Bella right at the same time, Samuel stopped two random men who were walking around them on the street.

“Excuse me gentlemen, can you point us out to the local university?”

Anabella silently groaned.

“Oh come on, you can not be serious!”

[mildofthewild]

The two pirates converse for a while longer, each trying to lay out a perfect plan. The amount of riches on this island were insurmountable, but there was only so much they could carry away; after all, their dingy barely supported their own weight. There was also the matter of this "B.G.'s" trustworthiness. After all, thieves were notorious for their tricky, wily natures. There was no telling whether or not this "steal anything for a price" motto was simply a front to scam multiple people at once. There were even tales about B.G. having strange powers gifted to him by the devil of the sea, one of those that were given immense gifts and terrible curses: A Devil Fruit user! While the two have never seen a Devil Fruit User, the superstition was at least something to be wary of, as it could simply be a warning of some trickery he uses...

"Eh?"

However, their plotting is halted by the sight of a rather large man, Burter and Erniel's words catching in their throats as they swallow nervously at the sight of him. What could someone that large want with them?? Had he overheard their plan...

"...Oh. Oh! Uh, y-yes sir, if you follow along this way, eh...that path, you'll find it in no time. Big building, can't miss it..."

Erniel answers the man, shaking slightly as he continuously studies his frame. Good lord, that was a body of pure steel...but with the attire that spoke to him of somebody that knows riches. Someone that may even be carrying riches on him...

Maybe...but maybe it'd be worth followin' him to this University. I can't explain it, but this guy seems important...wonder if recon would cost extra, cause there's no way Burter and I can stay inconspicuous...

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #2 

Samuel smiled on his wife to calm her down a bit.

“Don´t worry honey. It won´t take long. I would just like to meet someone there, and after that we can go whenever you wants.”

Anabella looked at him with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

“Yeah sure...”

She muttered, but her frowning face slowly started to shine with a smile again as she wasn´t the type who could stay angry for a long.

“Either way...”

Samuel turned back to the two gentlemen, which he asked for direction earlier.

“thank you gentlemen.”

He said it with relaxed smile, but something deep inside of his mind already screamed, that something about the two of them isn´t right. Something about the way they looked at each other and their body language were giving him the feeling, that they are up to something. But he couldn´t really point it out honestly, he doesn´t think that it´s his problem and so he just said his goodbye and headed in the direction they pointed him, followed by his wife.

“So...”
Anabella asked.

“Who is this guy you want to meet so bad?”
Samuel sighed.

“His name is Gabriel Moon, works as a professor on this university.”
Bella smiled.

“Hmmmm, and he is psychiatrist like you?”
Samuel shook his head.

“No, he is professor of history.”

“History? Now that´s interesting, I didn´t know you are interested in it.”

Samuel sighed.

“I am not, but this guy is...my master...sort of. It´s hard to explain. You know Michael right?”

Ana nodded.

“That patient of yours who taught you that weird fighting styles of yours?”

Samuel cleared his throat. Weird fighting styles wasn´t really the way he would describe the Imperial Fists, but since his wife was born pacifist, who didn´t care about martial arts in slightest, he could overlook it.

“Yes, that´s him. Well, Gabriel is his brother, half brother to be more precise, who created this styles, so I would like to meet him.”

Anabella smiled, but said nothing, as they already arrived to the main building.

“Would you mind if I´ll wait here?”
She asked. Samuel kissed her and replied.”
“No, it won´t take long.”
With that he headed inside.

[mildofthewild]

And that's the gist of it, Mr. Top, sir...



"He's not a lord, just call him B.G. He's one of us!"



"I am not one of you."



Setting up the meeting had been rather easy for Burter and Erniel; in fact, B.G. had been the one to search them out! Seems as if he was resourceful enough to have a few ears laying about. In almost no time at all, B.G. had already created a network of thieves in Toroa. A handful, for sure, but the type of thieves that could stay out of sight and ward off any conceived notion that ruffians were infesting the inner cities of the "nouveau riche."



Yes, B.G. was nothing else if not resourceful, something he often took great pride in. The only other thing he had more pride in was his ability to scam those said "nouveau riche." If there was anything he hated more, it was a rich person who had more beli than brains. Only thing he despised more were pirates looking to garner the same...



"'I'm not some idiot lookin' for a death warrant on the high seas, I'm an artist. A savant, if you will. And, more importantly, unlike you two meat-fer-brains, I actually got skill!"



Both pirates took great offense, though there wasn't much they could really do to stand up to those words; after all, they were practically begging the thief for help. And what a place to ask for help too, as their meeting was being conducted in one of the many narrow alley spaces between buildings. Erniel himself was finding it a bit difficult to fit with his...expanded...waist line, though the thin frames of Burter and B.G. made business a tad more cozy.



"Alright, here's the deal: I'll do yer little job for ya. That's right, me. You get the top dog for this one! In exchange, however, I'm gonna need...about 40% of whatever I fetch off the guy. Plus the finder's fee."



The pirates were no strangers to swindling, but they never expected to be swindled themselves! That was outrageous!



"Ya gotta be kiddin', what's the point of hirin ya then!"



"Cause without me, you get nothin'. Plus, I'm willing to bet you two ain't gonna last long without my safehouse. Guards are already lookin' for two runny nose, slack jawed fish brains, and it won't take em long to realize it's you. Not everybody can be as handsome as me and pass for royalty. Now, you wanna take the deal or not? I haven't got all day, and neither do you..."

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"Sheesh, it had to be some smarty pants..."



B.G.'s resources and eyes from the rooftops gave him just enough info to find the college in question, the man's shades hiding the bored glaze overtaking his eyes. While he assumed he could pass for rich, his outfit was a dead giveaway that he was altogether...unique in this town.



Simple blue windbreaker and a pair of bright pink swimtrunks; indeed, this man was unique as he strolls towards the entrance in only a pair of slippers, fixing his shades as he gazes towards the top of the building. "Guess even the geniuses gotta be opulent...no accountin' for taste...."



B.G. continues studying the building, curious what that guy had even come here for...maybe there'd be something worth even more inside? B.G. was a dreamer like that, his mind already wandering to the possible scores that await...



Hello?



B.G. turns his head, seeing Anabella waiting by the entrance, picking up from her dress that this was the missus those two bozos mentioned.



"Whatsa matter, not smart enough to gain entry? They got some word problem on the door? If ya want, lady, I can help you out! Or show you somewhere far more interesting than this old place."



Ever the opportunist, if this lady was carrying anything valuable herself, well maybe he could smarm it off her. If worse came to worse, he could just swipe it...

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #3 

Walking through the unfamiliar corridors of Toroa University, Samuel was looking for any signs of Gabriel´s presence, but it was in vain. Of course, he could make it much easier for himself and simply ask one of the many students he met on his way, but it was strictly against his principles to deal with this inferior existences if not absolutely necessary. And so he didn´t Because of that it took him several minutes, before he actually found the Department of History and there, the cabinet belonging to the professor Gabriel Moon.

Looking at the name on the door, he gently smiled.

“Finally, I will able to meet you.”

Samuel said for himself and knocked. Than he waited for one...two...three seconds and...nothing happened.

“Hmmmm”

He muttered and knocked again, when someone behind his back said

“I am sorry sir, but if you are looking for G...I mean, professor Moon, than he isn´t here. Few weeks ago, he took unpaid leave and left together with his new assistant.”

Samuel froze for a second and than turned back to the messenger of a bad news. It was young girl, or rather woman in her early twenties, with long curly hair and cheerful face, which quickly changed to worried, when she noticed the look in his eyes.

“Did he said when he´ll be back?”
The psychiatrist asked, without caring about the effect his mood had on her.

“N...no sir, but people are saying that it won´t be sooner than in two months.”

Samuel´s expression darkened even further, forcing the unfortunate girl to take two careful steps backward.

“Thank you.”

He muttered with a tone that you are usually reserving for a death threats and walked away.

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Meanwhile, Annabel was leaning against a wall near the university entrance, waiting for her husband to return. She was slowly getting bored out of her mind, when she noticed interesting fellow who was approaching her, looking like a funny cross between eccentric rich guy and homeless person.

“And I have to look really naive if you think I would believe such thing.”

She said to him with a cheerful smile on her face. Of course, Annabel was no “rich lady”. She was barista by trade, but her husband...that was different story and s when they were traveling together, she had her diamonds set in white gold in both her earrings and necklace.

[mildofthewild]

Woah, okay, this richie has some bite to her. 

B.G.'s grin widens as he takes his eyes off and studies the university some more, eyes scanning the aged stone and Mason work for any sort of easy access. It seems to him that the front door would be the easiest means of entry, but it was also the most boring. There had to be something a little flashier...

"Aaah, okay, okay, you're smarter than I thought. Probably too smart for this place, but I meant what I said! I know lots of places! I also know you're married, so don't go with that thought I'm some horn dog, B.G. just aims to please! Surely your husband and you can do better than some musty library, and I can show you some of the best cafes and parlors, miss...I don't know your name, its hard to be smooth if I don't know your name."

B.G. keeps his trademark smile as wide as possible, his whitened teeth beaming in the sun as he keeps his eyes trained on Annabelle. He slowly lifts his shades to show his eyes, a sign of goodwill and to indicate the lack of any malice. Mischief maybe, but no malice. Of course a husband might not appreciate such showing of the eyes...

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #4 

As he walked out of the main entrance Samuel noticed some weird looking flamboyant youngster standing right in front of his wife with a wide smile on his face, looking on here with the look of conman or womanizer, who found his prey.

Whith his mood dropping lower that it already was thanks to the fact that the main objective of this trip just took a trip on his own, Samuel frowned and started walking towards B.G. with a look of someone who is about to commit murder.

“I don´t think your services will be necessary sir.”

He said with a tone, that more than angry barking resembled silent growl right before attack.

“My wife and I are fine on our own, so I would recommended you to leave, for your own good.”

Samuel was aware of the fact that this island wasn´t part of the World Government and so he carefully watching the young man, being fully prepared to use force in the case he wouldn´t comply with his “request”.

However Anabella who knew her husband almost as good as he knew himself didn´t intended to let this incident to ruin their vacation and so intervened beforehand.

“Ah, Samuel, there you are.”
She smiled and waved him right after she noticed his arrival.

“You don´t have to worry honey, it´s o.k. This young gentleman wasn´t bothering me. He just offered us his services as a guide. I respectfully declined his offer and so he was just on his way away, I am right?”
She asked B.G. with a look that was strongly suggesting that agreeing with her is in his best interest.

“Is that so?”
Asked Samuel watching that alleged guide with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

[mildofthewild]

B.G. looks Samuel over, tentatively stepping on the back foot as he regards the bristling muscle and tired facial features. Normally, he wouldn't have hesitated to tell Samuel off; not that he really had planned to do anything BUT it was the more interesting, tantalizing option. If there was a chance to piss somebody off, B.G. usually saw it as an opportune moment for some fun. But, for the sake of the mission, he had to play nice. 

"Uh yeah, sure, what she said. I'm just wantin' to show some people around, I mean I could tell she was bored out of her mind waitin' for ya outside this dusty old place. You ought to be showing her a good time, and I'm the guy that can help ya do that! I know all the ins and outs of a place like this." 

B.G. already decides Samuel isn't worth stealing from; contrary to what those two mooks thought, there's no way this guy has anything worth value. He was dressed more like a dork, and everybody knows dorks don't got nothin'...though the college might. He'd have to circle back later after he shows these two a night on the town. 

"It's your lucky night, nerds! You got a real party animal on your hands, and I know all the hotspots! 'Course, I ain't allowed in em, but I can show you around 'em! All the secrets, all the best dancin'. Perfect thing for a cute couple like you. Huh? Whaddya say?" 

B.G. looks back expectantly, shades now firmly nestled over his eyes as his trademark grins spreads across his face once more. It seems as if he's the type of person that doesn't take no for an answer...

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #5 

Samuel didn´t believe to a single word B.G. said he knew this leeching types too well for that and he also knew that his wife is too kind to let Samuel beat the hell out of him. Standing there, he was weighting the pros and cons of grabbing B.G.´s neck, but than decided, that if the trip is already ruined for him, he doesn´t have to ruin it for her too. And so, ignoring the fact, that the pathetic excuse for a man called them nerds, Samuel nodded.

“Alright Mr. Party Animal. If it´s my wife´s wish you can be our guide, but word of warning. I have my temper and very stunted sense of humor, so if you´ll try anything funny like leading us into dark alley full of your friends, I´ll break your neck, understood?”

Anabella bypassed B.G. and hugged her husband around the neck. She had to go on her toes for that as she was about 20 cm lower then him.

“Oh come on, don´t be such grouch, we are on trip, let´s enjoy ourselves a little bit!”

Kissing her husband, she turned back to the thief with wide smile on her face.

“Alright Mr. Guide, lead the way!”
She pointed in a random direction before accepting his arm. Of course, B.G. was mistaken when he believed there is nothing worth stealing on Samuel. Just his cufflinks were worth more, than many people could earn in year. And unlike B.G. the psychiatrist was well aware of it and so he was keeping sharp eye on the young conman, while conversing with his wife about the different brands of coffee that were produced in the West Blue and at the same time hard to obtain in their native East Blue.

[mildofthewild]

A big scary guy like Samuel would surely send a shiver down any smart person's spine. B.G. just happened to be lucky to lack common sense; either that or his adventure streak was just too loud to ignore.

The thief with a loud fashion sense grins at Samuel's threat, almost challenging the man to try as he cocks a thumb back to himself, standing proudly as his windbreaker flutters in the wind. Strange how that happens at the most opportune time...

"Alright, keep your pants on, ladies and gents. You just booked VIP passage with the one, the only, the absolutely, B.G. Touring Services! Your one stop shop to the hot locales! Fancy eats! Stylin' Threads! And the most private of romance spots (and judgin' by that glare, you two definitely could use some romance.)" 

B.G.'s speech is coupled with a series of outlandish and boisterous poses, each one more brash and vulgar than the last. It was enough to make anyone feel embarrassed to be seen with the thief...which Samuel and Anabella were, as passerbys looked at the strange dance. 

"Ehh, there's a weird guy over there..."

"What's with those moves?" 

"I couldn't show my face with that guy around..."

"Pfff, everybody's a critic. Don't lissen to them! These buzzards don't know style if it bit 'em on their uptight butts! Anyway, follow me, I got ya covered!" B.G. says, smiling once more before jumping high, landing on one of the gated spires outside of the library. Several onlookers follow his ascent, taken aback by such agility as the blonde-haired con man lands deftly on the tip of the spire, his feet keeping him from being skewered through! What sort of outlandish trick was this?! 

"They call me B.G. the Top! No matter what, I keep my balance! Look to the rooftops; I'll lead ya where you need to go!" B.G. says before leaping once more, landing along the length of a nearby street light, bounding about the street as he waits for Samuel and Annabella. Such a display...this B.G. seems to be the type to always want to be the center of attention. Even if it's not good attention...

Easy peesy, I'll just lead them away and ditch 'em somewhere. Maybe at one of those hotels; once hubby relaxes and gets his lovey dovey eyes back, I'll round back and rob this place blind. They've gotta have stuff worth a fortune. Never figured this place was all that special, but if this guy deems it important, who am i to judge?

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #6 

Simple look in their faces was more then enough to demonstrate the difference between Samuel´s and Anabella´s personalities. While the wife looked genuinely amused by B.G. and his performance, stern face of Samuel was enough to keep respectful distance between them and anyone who would like to express their unwanted opinion on married couple and their guide of choice. However for experienced psychiatrist as Samuel their facial expressions were more than enough to guess what they were talking about.

“Hmmm, just do me a favor kid and mind your manners.”

As usual, Samuel said his request in a way that made it look more like a threat, but being honest with himself as usual, he didn´t believe it could have much effect on B.G.

“Just as I thought”

He sighed for himself when the young swindler jumped up, landing on one of the gated spires while boasting even further about his skills.

“I swear to god, if he takes us to one of the hotels with bad reputation, I´ll break his legs.”

Samuel muttered when B.G. got far enough to not hear him.

“Oh come on, don´t be grumpy. I think he is actually quite funny.”

Ana kissed her husband on cheek, before she started to follow their guide.

“Yeah...you realize that he is some thug or thief right?”

The psychiatrist muttered while following just a step behind his wife.

She answered him with a charming smile.

“Of course I know silly, but that makes this adventure even more interesting don´t you think? And if anything should happen, I have my strong husband to protect me, right?”

He chuckled.

“Yeah you have, but don´t count on that too much alright? I am far from immortal.”

She answered him with nothing, but a sent kiss and cheerful laughter.

[mildofthewild]

"Hey! Would you two hurry up! If there's one thing I hate more than dusty libraries, it's stragglers and slowpokes! C'mon, cmooooooon, let's get going already!" B.G. says, practically whining like a child while also dancing on his hands, the man continuing to show off his acrobatic prowess, much to the chagrin of the others around them. What an obscene display! 

Still, none of this was enough to discourage the boy, the thief merely laughing broadly while egging on Samuel and Ana. As the trio walks around town, B.G. begins plotting where to dump them first...

Of course, even though he was planning to ditch them, he was never one to disappoint! Part of being a con-man was giving someone exactly what they wanted, while taking it from right under their noses. And so, B.G. showed them all of the sights, sounds and smells of Toroa! He managed to show them a delightful street performance, a number of fanciful and tasteful eateries (all while skipping on the bill and leaving Samuel to pay) and showing them a number of upper class hotels and ballrooms within. The thief hid himself behind the numerous plants and architecture whenever guardsman came around, but whenever he wasn't hiding, he was bright, loud and colorful! 

"Whew, alright folks, this here be our last stop on the tour. Imagine...you've had a long day. You've seen all the wondrous shows and tasted the fabulous cuisines that Toroa has to offer! What's left to do after a nice long evening like that..."

Here, B.G. slides around Samuel and Ana, pushing the two closer together, almost posing them like personal mannequins. By the time he was finished, the two were in a pose befitting that of a famous romance novel, as if about to be lost in the throes of passion...AKA a most embarrassing posture...

"That's right! It's time to let the one you love know how much you mean to them...and what better place to do so than the beauteous Chateau du l'amour. Not original, I know, but, and here's the best part big guy..." B.G. says, nudging Samuel in the ribs with a raise of his eyebrows, "they call this the hotel where no one ever sleeps...if you catch my drift, kikikiki..." 

B.G. quickly backs off, expecting a sharp cuff from Samuel for the remark before bowing to them both. 

"Well, Lovely Ana and Prickly Samuel, it's been fun. I'm always one to weep over leaving two lovebirds, but I can rest easy tonight knowing I've shown you two the times of your life! And all for free! That's a premium feature, I don't do that with everybody, but I just can't help it when I see a blossoming love like yours, a romance that out-blooms the rest! And so with that, I shall leave you. Never forget the name of the man that brought your fire back into a roaring crescendo...never forget the name of B.G. the Top!" 

The thief gives a salute, waving at the two before pulling out a pair of tops, each spinning and balancing on the tips of his fingers. Laughing to himself, he throws both on the ground and leaps on top, skating away and heading back outside...and making a beeline straight for the university. 

Alright, time to rob that place blind! Thief instincts, don't fail me now...

[Mr. Moon]

Samuel #7 

Acting like an overgrown child, B.G. was urging the married couple to quickly follow him on their tour through the city, which they did, some more enthusiastically than others. For the whole time, Samuel was watching their guide with suspicion, expecting betrayal after every corner, taking notes about his disappearing every time they met members of a city guard. But although he was sure, that the young man is up to something, nothing happened during their sightseeing. On the contrary, the always boasting rogue made sure that they truly saw everything the Toroa had to offer, so unlike her husband, Anna had really great time.

And so, after several hours of visiting different places, they finally arrived to their final destination. B.G. decided to drop them in front of a love hotel not forgetting to mention that fact in his typical elaborated way. Overcame by his frustration, that was step by step building over the several hours, Samuel turned sideways to avoid hitting his wife, while at the same time sending quick side kick towards the cheeky thief´s face. He missed, as the rascal anticipated his reaction and dodged out of the way, but still it made the psychiatrist feel much better.

“Hmmmm”
Samuel muttered in the response on that man´s good bye, while his wife waved him with a cheerful smile on her face.

“Great time indeed. It was pleasure to meet you B.G.”

As the con artist was disappearing, she kissed her husband saying

“See, and you thought he was up to something and meanwhile...”
Samuel frowned as his brain finally connected the dots.

“What?”
She asked, however he only shook his head, looking around until he noticed two men patrol of the city guard walking in their direction.

“Excuse me officer!”
He quickly addressed one of them. The armed man looked at him with suspicion, but once he realized that the one who is talking to him is no street rat, his attitude quickly changed to polite mode.

“Yes sir?”

He asked.

“I am terribly sorry, but on our way here me and my wife overheard some shady people talking about their plan to rob the local university tonight!”

Being well versed in his craft, he had no problem to play the shocked and confused bystander he “was”.

“What?”
Suddenly alerted the guardsman looked on his colleague.

“Are you sure?!”

Samuel nodded.
“Yes, I am sir! And that´s not all! One of them claimed to be B.G. the Top! Famous thief and criminal so you should probably hurry!”

Not wanting to lose any precious time, the guardsman reached for his Den Den Mushi to call all nearby patrols to the university, while Samuel led his wife towards one of the nice restaurants B.G. showed them earlier.

“Was it really necessary?”
She asked.

“Yeah, my friend works there. It would be really unfortunate if that lad robbed his study.”

Anna frowned.

“Sometimes, I have a feeling, that that friend of yours is the only reason why you took me for this trip.”
Samuel smiled.

“Maybe one of them...what would you say to sushi?”

[mildofthewild]

With the squares tucked away neatly amongst themselves for the evening, B.G. makes his way back across the rooftops, hopping from one chateau to the next as he approaches the university. His signature grin is on display as the wind blows through his hair, his sunglasses seeming to flash even in the hastily approaching night fall. 

What a steal, just gotta distract the oldies while I go in for the steal. Can probably skim some off the top for myself too, share it with the others before I give those two bozos their cut of the loot. Now, it's up here and...score! 

B.G. lands on a nearby rooftop overlooking the university, grin stretching farther as he checks to make sure the coast is clear. No pigs, no urchins, no problem! Though admittedly it'd be nice to have an audience for this...

B.G. jumps down to the streets and makes his way to the university, gathering a running start before leaping and climbing onto the stable branches of the tree planted in front. The acrobat quickly scales its length, chuckling darkly as he flings himself from one branch to the next. With a powerful force of momentum, B.G. swings himself to one of the gargoyles overlooking the 2nd story of the building and begins climbing. They make it so easy...

A shake of a window pane and a sudden spinning of bolts makes B.G.'s entry rather louder than he intended, but all the same, he had made entry. The figure looks about the room of Samuel's friend, noting the number of books lining the shelves and papers along the desk. 

"...Already bored. Sigh, okay B.G. focus, there's gotta be a safe. I swear if this guy has nothin, I'm just gonna...I'll just draw on all his books. Big hairy mustaches for all you," B.G. says, muttering under his breath while threatening the books as if they could quake in fear of his words. B.G. was always entertaining something, most of all himself...