Fox and the Spider [Fawks]

Adriana would calmly eat her own slice, watching Fox inhale his first one before moving onto his second one. She was happy he was enjoying it so much. Not that it was all to surprising when he had been trapped for so long in a statue. "I'll have to introduce you to other modern dishes then," she said softly, starting on her second piece. They'd need some energy for later tonight when they robbed an armored truck.

Fox turned to regard Weaver as she mentioned introducing him to more modern dishes, making his wide eyes go wider to an almost comical degree. He slurped up a bit of cheese that was trying to get away from him before finishing off his second slice, then going in on a third... then a fourth. He stopped there though as there were only eight slices, and even if he could have eaten the whole pizza he knew that he should only eat half since he was sharing with his friend.

"Oh I'd very much like to taste what else this place has to offer." Fox said with a big smile, his tongue licking at some stray crumbs and sauce that had gotten stuck to the fur around his mouth.

[Let's skip this ahead slightly~]

"You can have some more if you're still hungry. Just don't inhale them~" She scolded him playfully as she started on her third. Adri didn't plan on eating half of it, and also hated for it to go to waste anyway.

After they were done eating, Adri would make another hammock. Making it cozy with some blankets before plopping into it. Pulling one of the phones they stole over, she fiddled with it. "We still have some time left before we need to head out for the truck. The store can wait- we have plenty of things left to sell right now as it is," she commented setting an alarm to give them some time to move into action.

Fox didn't need any second invitation to finish off the pizza, finishing it off rather quickly... but not so quickly that it could be called inhaling it. He seemed very content and satisfied afterward, still making that odd 'murring' noise of his. It didn't look like leftovers would ever be a problem as long as Fox was around.

Fox watched as Weaver made another hammock with her powers, along with some blankets. He came over and observed as she messed with one of the many stolen phones he'd pilfered earlier, still not really getting what the little devices could do. Yet it seemed that they didn't really need to do anything else for the time being, other than relax and rest a bit. Fox hopped into the hammock and made himself comfortable alongside Weaver, feeling like a little nap couldn't hurt. He always did sleep better with something warm to cuddle against.

Fox woke up a few hours later as the alarm on the phone startled him, he didn't even recall falling asleep.

"W-what's that noise!?!" Fox blurted out in confusion, not used to the concept of an alarm for simply waking someone up.

Adriana would also wake up with a start, more to Fox's reaction to the alarm then the alarm itself. She didn't realize she had fallen asleep either. "It's just the phone. I set an alarm to wake us up before we have to head out for the truck. Gives us time to wake up, set up an ambush and plan how to rob the truck," she explained with a cute yawn, stretching before she hopped out of the hammock. Adriana made a mental note to change clothes later after they were done.

Fox calmed down instantly at the quick explanation, letting out a quiet "Oh."

That cleared up he stretched a bit as Weaver got off the hammock.

"So, what exactly are we going after this truck for again?" Fox asked, vaguely recalling something about it having money in it or something. He didn't really see why they needed to grab more money when he could just enchant Weaver's cloth strips to look like real money. Yet he also didn't question his new friend either, since she seemed to really want to get whatever was in the truck.

"After the truck thing, can we go and try some other food?" Fox added, eager to take Weaver up on her offer of showing him more of what the modern world had to offer in the way of cuisine.

"It has money in it. We can't always rely on your illusions," she said plain and simple, stretching some more to wake herself up. She could definitely think of situations where having actual money would be the only option compared to counterfeiting. "And sure, if you do a good job~" She teased him, weaving herself some kind of mask to wrap around her face. Normally she didn't need to hide who she was. But since this involved taking from someone who would directly be aware of her, she couldn't take chances.

The promise of more delicious food was about all the motivation Fox needed to be one-hundred percent on board with this scheme. He watched as Weaver donned a mask of her own making and decided that he should probably put on his own mask, only without the enchantment on it this time.

"Should I wear these clothes you made for me or my old clothes for this?" Fox asked, looking down at his new threads and then at the neatly folded robe that was still sitting where he'd left it earlier. He only asked because he wasn't sure whether they needed to blend in or not since Weaver was wearing a mask this time around.

"Well... I think you look better without the robe," she admitted, realizing how that might sound and blushing briefly. "But it should only matter if you think your old clothes would be easier to move around in. I made sure to try and make your clothes loose for that reason," she added trying to cover up what she said. It didn't matter one way or the other. If they were lucky they wouldn't even need to deal with the guards if they were already knocked out after crashing the truck.

"Hmmm, I'll stick with these then." Fox said with a grin as she said he looked better without the robe. He'd keep the robe though, after all it would just be wasteful to toss out a perfectly serviceable piece of clothing.

"Okay, so what's the plan?" Fox asked, not very familiar with how to rob a moving vehicle. Thankfully Fox wasn't really the brains of this operation, even if he could think quick on his feet. No, he'd leave the planning to his friend since she seemed so much experienced and confident.

"Well first we will need to scope out the area first. It'll be easier to visualize as I explain what I'm thinking," she replied, gesturing for him to follow her before leading the way. Taking a path on the rooftops, they'd arrive a short time later overlooking a street from one of the rooftops. "Okay. The truck will be driving down from this side here... if I take out a couple of the lamp posts, will you be able to blind the driver atleast?" She asked him seriously.

Fox followed along without comment, enjoying the little free running along the rooftops. It didn't take more than a couple minutes before they arrived at their destination, giving them a nice view of the road below. As Weaver asked her question Fox thought it over for a few moments.

"Yeah, if you take out those lights then I'll steal everyone's sight inside the truck just to be safe." Fox said, sounding quite confident in his ability.

"Even better! Alright, after that I'll swing down and take them down when they stumble out. We'll have to be fast and grab as much as we can," she explained, heart racing as she double checked the time. Traffic was normal- but she had no idea of knowing the timing of the lights so the truck would be on time or late based on her conditions. She peered over the edge and looked down the street. It was coming along, following pace with a couple civilian cars infront of it. "Here it comes. Get ready," Adriana said attaching her threads to the roof and getting ready herself.

Fox peeked over the edge and spotted the truck in question. It certainly did stick out among the other vehicles on the road, even for one as unaccustomed to traffic patterns as Fox.

"Just give me a shadow to work with and I'll be good." Fox commented, able to act a moments notice. All he needed was for the truck to be in a decent sized shadow to make sure he got the driver and other person in the front passenger seat. The fellows inside the back area would be even easier to nail with his power since they were in an enclosed space.

"Ready when you are." Fox said playfully, his eyes glowing brightly at the fun they were about to have.

Weaver nodded and would release some of her thread from her free hand, the wires glistening slightly from her will coursing through them as they wafted gently toward a lamp. And then with one flick of her wrist, the wires would slice cleanly through the head just enough to where it wouldn't fall but dangle instead. Then swinging her arm and another flick of her wrist, she'd take out another lamp the same way just as the truck drove near them.