That's why I came up with this brilliant scheme- just steal everything.

[beatupgrass]

Who: Rocket + Mirror!Rocket
Where: All around the mansion, both Real and Mirror Side.
When: From the Queen's announcement onwards.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Rocket's Mirror has cut loose for the Real side to steal ALL THE THINGS as he do. Meanwhile Rocket's stuck on the Mirror Side and hates every minute of it.
The Story:

MIRROR SIDE | ROCKET


Rocket has never enjoyed the few trips to the Mirror Side he's gotten stuck having. He doesn't know what the deal with his flarkin' Mirror is, but that bastard can fly when given the chance, and he sure as hell made that switch at a very, very inconvenient time. Seriously. He was working on a thing. He doesn't know what that thing is yet, but being stuck here greatly impedes him from figuring it out.

Rocket's moving through the halls with his gun up, giving everyone who passes the stink-eye, until they prove they're Reals, non-hostile Mirrors, or actually give him a reason to pull the trigger.

"I freakin' hate Wonderland," he mutters as he walks.

REAL SIDE | MIRROR ROCKET

Meanwhile, Rocket's Mirror has shoved The Thing that Rocket was working on in his sack and has set off to find anything else that catches his interest. Surely Her Majesty can't want all of the things. He can have some for himself, too. Nice things. Things to add to his collection.

While Rocket's hard to miss, his Mirror is easy to avoid. He's just some unfamilar, eerily quiet wide-eyed young human man with scruffy hair and dirty clothes. Basically, a scrawny unwashed hobo... who is deftly picking every lock he can find and rifling through your belongings. That's totally normal. He has orders, you see. And he likes shiny things. Those are his. Because he's doing so well for her Majesty.

Comments

[beatupgrass]

He hands over his tools with gusto, eager to let her try her hand and even steps back a bit so she can work. When she finishes, he nods enthusiastically and sticks his hand out, since he can't verbally thank her.

[savedadance]

She gives his hand a shake, handing his tools back after before taking a small step back.

"Remember you key." To always check before he left his room, just in case. Not everyone would be able to help him break in again.

"But just in case - my name's Peggy." Just in case he was ever truly stuck again.

[beatupgrass]

He nods again. Of course. Definitely. His key... Fortunately, he'll be long gone before he'll ever have this conversation again, but he appreciates her helping him, and almost feels bad he used her to steal.

He points to himself and then tries to mime... a rocket. It's sort of difficult as he just draws a rocket-like shape in the air and then mimes a take-off complete with puffing out his cheeks and making whoosh noises with the expelled air.

Introducing yourself when you're mute is difficult, but it could be worse. He could be trying to mime 'Bob.'

[savedadance]

There's a pause after Rocket finishes his introduction, and for a few seconds Peggy considers asking him to repeat it - to try and catch it again. She doesn't ask, not wanting to embarrass the situation and instead decides that she'll ask about him later - find out then.

"I hope the next time I see you it's under different circumstances." Better ones. Ones that certainly don't involve helping someone pick a lock. What a great first meeting that was.