Roguish desires (open)

The Masquerade was up and coming and he had yet to hear even a whisper of what those miserable excuses for Brat pack members had planned. He might once more have to take matters into his own hands. Thanekar watched and waited for the door across the dark cavern to open. The young woman would never know who ruined her gown but he had heard her gushing about it all through her lunch.

It wasn't that he wanted to ruin her good time but she would have plenty of time to get it fixed. There were just some things he couldn't leave up to the more well behaved members of the pack. There had been entirely too little pranking around here of late.

As soon as the young woman was out of sight, he casually walked to the door of her weyr. Using his skills, he unlocked the door and slipped into the room. Once inside he locked the door behind him.

He made quick work of finding the gown and laughed. This was going to be soooo much fun! He began tearing the bottom of the dress into shreds. Leaving it in a pile of scraps on the floor, he went back to the door and exited. Walking back to where he had been standing previously he waited again. It might be candlemarks before she came back but the wait would totally be worth the while.