LOOK BACK | o, attempting to steal

[CROSSFADE]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-size: 11pt;"][font=georgial]Perhaps he hadn't been as amazing of a ninja as he'd originally thought but hey, Duke had felt pretty badass about it all nevertheless - at least up until the point where he trapped himself. He would've gotten away with it too if it wasn't for that meddling decapod. A voice caused his ears to flick back momentarily as the heat rushed to them, feeling a pressure on his side. Attempts of pretending to be dead already marred by his own gestures, the fox quickly opened his widened eyes when he was threatened with death. It was a phrase that almost caused more surprise than the entanglement itself, who would've thought that a bunch of merchants threatened thieves with death? Even ancient civilisations would chop of someone's hand or paw instead of going straight to the immolation. "Ok then... you want me to beg? I'll beg,". Vision blocked by the lattice, Duke still swore that there was something unnatural about the one closest to him. He tried not to think about it as he reasoned with it. "Kill me now and my blood's gonna get on all of this prey. It'll taint it and make it less valuable, thus ruining the profit and maybe even someone's livelihood. So if you're gonna slit my throat, at least get me away from all of the food,". If he was free, just for a second, there was chance of escape.

What a fucking idiot, really. "Hey, now that's just not nice," he pouted as he spoke, trying to gesture his head about to get a better look at Bucky. Despite the gravity of the situation, his voice still seemed almost disingenuous  with somber. Of course the male cared about whether or not he lived or died, but despite the aggression of the first couple of creatures that confronted him, Duke had trust in his own talking skills. Jack of all trades, master of none, the fox didn't think he'd need an overbearing amount of charisma to appeal to the non-crazies. Silence overcame the vulpine just for a moment as two more came and gave their two cents. One was scorning, the other... actually didn't seem so bad. He was about to appeal when he felt someone jab his side, a chuffing sound of disapproval coming from the vulpine straight after. He was a living being, not a statue, surely this guy knew what he felt like already! "Uh, yeah dude! I'm a pretty big deal in Imaginaryland, I owned a freakin' unicorn, impressive huh? How many foxes do you know that have owned a unicorn?" he grinned, confidence flooding back to him now that reasonable creatures had started to emerge. As someone moved to help him, the fox began to wriggle about again, hoping to dislodge both of the heavy paw close to him and the fish from somehow hampering his escape. Gods he was gonna be one oily canine for the next couple of days.

"Name's Duke, yes I'm alright, just tell me if that crab's gone please, I hate them spider looking things,". He was a little wary to look around for himself, these loose cannons had every chance of slicing his throat if he moved the wrong way. More reasonable words came through from the final stranger, the male nodded his head just slightly in some sort of gratitude. Swallowing the remnants of a lump in his throat, Duke decided to push his luck a little but further. You're not in a position to make conversation, dumbass he scolded himself. "Since we appear to be fifty fifty on whether or not I'm gonna be stuffed and sold as a trophy... can I at least get some info on where the heck I am? I just wanted some food, I'm not a threat, I promise,".