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-> @ [Freminet ] ♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ It didn't take long for Lyney to seek out his brother, he always had an approximate idea of just where the diver could be found. And today it seemed the desk upon which he appeared to be working served as good a stage as any. The real trick was getting Freminet to actually avert his attention away from his tinkering to listen. A confident hop and the magician made himself comfortable with a perch at the corner of the desk, kicking one leg up over the other in a cross.

"Fre-mi-net~! You'll never guess what I've managed to pull off this time--!" he began, though very much expecting him to guess with little to no context.

Freminet perks up once he heard Lyney's voice, he just knew his sibling was aiming to get him away from his tinkering time as it tends to happen more than once.

He heard the stretching of his name before answering, timidly looking at them as he spoke.

"...oh, hi Lyney. Ahh, sorry...I was just fixing some things...umm what trick did you pull off this time? Something to use in your next show?"

He asks, slightly curious.

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...was that a living breathing weasel? Not a machine?

The diver looked at the bouncy creature with interest as he gently poked it's tummy, it didn't look like it had gears inside.

He made a small hmm noise as he then sweat dropped to his sibling's cheshire grin, he just knew Lyney was up to something. It was like reading a open book!

He watched their finger just shy of his nose as he then replies, looking at them.

"...Lyney, why would you want to use a creature as innocent as this one in order to steal people's belongings?

I thought we were against taking things without others knowing, what would Lynette say to this? Do you think that she would agree with your clever scheme?"

He slowly questions, a slight raised brow lifting towards the scheming magician.

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♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ A feline grin wrote itself unto his lips as he held an index finger forward wagging it back and fourth just before the end of Freminet's nose. "Ah-- one could say use yes. Though I prefer to call it--"

There's a purpose to keeping Freminet's attention focused on the gesture in hand. With Lyney's sing-song words partnered along as a fluid stalling technique, the unaccounted for hand went to work. After a clever maneuvering of lithe fingers the magician brought his hands together with a sudden clap of palms.

"--forming a new partnership!" An amused laugh animated him as he separated his palms apart from one another revealing a sprightly ferret. Swiftly introducing the curious weasel into the diver's hands for introduction he hummed quite proud of himself "It was a natural thought you know! They're known to squirrel things away with people none the wiser. Clever little thieves! With proper training this little guy may just be the cutest distraction I've had the pleasure of working with yet!"