watching action movies /always/ gives me thief king feels

[Here's a young lady sitting on a bench next to the door to the Ancient Egypt world. She's got a little cloth sack she keeps pulling treats out of and swallowing whole, while swinging her legs childishly back and forth.

Except her treats, uh.

Are fuzzy. And have tails.

She seems to be enjoying herself. Mice from pet stores just aren't the same.]

/steals the first post of the musebox

[So just in case you thought you'd gone home, here's something that'll dispel that assumption right off the bat.

A shadow has just flitted across the buildings of Domino City. A shadow vaguely human in shape, tapering off to a snake's body. And it's got wings.

If you look up, the creature that cast that shadow is riding the city thermals as high as it can. And there's a woman holding onto its shoulder, mouth stretched in what looks like a triumphant shout, though the wind has carried it away.

They've found each other again. And there's finally room to fly.]