[ mako's fingers close around the stone, then, with a deft flick of his wrist, sends it flying into the shrubs with almost surprising speed and precision. it disturbs something to say the least, because the thing in question squawks indignantly and scampers out the other side in a dark blur, away from the two and the garden. ]
... Alright.
[ hands slipping into his pockets, he stops leaning on the wall and — after nudging his dumb bag of stolen books against the wall with his foot — leisurely picks his way over to the indicated position. ]
done.
... Alright.
[ hands slipping into his pockets, he stops leaning on the wall and — after nudging his dumb bag of
stolenbooks against the wall with his foot — leisurely picks his way over to the indicated position. ]