|Tully Kavanagh (pot_o_gold) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2013-03-03 14:39:00
|Entry tags:||henry tudor, tully kavanagh|
Who: Tully the leprechaun and Henry the Eighth
When: Sunday afternoon
Where: Zuccotti Park
Tully is a leprechaun, and as such, he does leprechaun things, like picking up shiny things to marvel at, even when said glories nestle hidden inside wallets and pockets. He had found a particularly fine leather wallet while wandering about in the city, and had occupied a tiny section of Zuccotti Park in order to examine it's contents.
The cards were thrown aside, except for the shiny platinum one, because that was pretty. Tully didn't usually abide plastic things, and it still made him mad that people insisted on using them. There was a small wad of notes that smelled good, and he'd unzipped the coin compartment and tipped the loose change out into his palm.
"Jackpot!" he exclaimed, picking the gold band out of the shrapnel. A ring! He kicked his feet excitedly. So beautiful. He loved when men took their wedding rings off and hid them away. So much easier to steal!
He was so excited over his find that he was not paying attention to his surroundings, leaving himself so very wide open for spontaneous capture.