emilee, vivian, brianne
she/her
twenty-three
october 17
Castelia City, Unova
n/a
admin/businesswoman
executive
It ain’t easy being mean. In effete morality, I maintain a masquerade of earnestness and modesty.
TAG WITH @marie
marie jules
maximilian von spree [ m ]
POSTED ON Dec 19, 2020 4:44:38 GMT
“Perfect.” She chimes with a smile, eyeing him for a second before looking back to the blueprints, pointing to the backrooms.
“I’ll rendezvous with you after I scope out the scene a little more, I need to make sure there aren’t any elements that would stop our plan-”
For a minute or two, Marie fraternizes with other patrons, stepping from table to table, overlooking bets and the like before she eventually slips into the bathroom,
On the blueprints she points to her location.
“Near the bathrooms there's a a door that leads to you, usually there’s at least one bouncer stationed here to make sure no one enters. It's a blind spot for cameras too so it's one less worry for us.”
Tracing her finger across the blueprints she moves towards the area Kent is supposed to meet her at.
Within the bathroom, Marie looks into the mirror, adjusting her makeup in the mirror idly as she sets down her clutch, a Joltik hopping out and crawling through a crack in the door.
“After I stun the bouncer.””
The Joltik, now on the guards neck, nips around his collarbone, the guards body seizing up and mind going hazy as he stands in the position held before the toxins took effect.
“I’ll make my way back to you. From there we take the stairs up to here.”
She flips the blueprints over, the second floor splayed on its surface. Once more she clues in on a single location; the generator room.
“Here’s where it gets a bit annoying. I’m gonna shut down all locks and alarms to the safe room while you keep watch. We’re gonna be cutting it close because right around this time is when the technician is on their break. They should be coming back around the time we finish but I need you to keep watch in case things don’t go according to plan.”
With the Joltik on her shoulder, Marie fiddles with a console carefully; eyeing her a’s and b’s before she moves to any c’s or d’s. She’s cautious, to the point where time begins to wear itself thin, and the finishing touches are just in sight.
@kent
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