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Who: Olivier Armstrong (wallofbriggs), Dorian Pavus (flashystyle) & Axel (icingonthecake) , & Mantis (uglybug)
What: A questing we will go...
When: toward the end of the month
Where: Noble district/outside Olympia city limits
Warning(s):tbd

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A Day in the Life (Take Two): So who forgot to invite a rogue to this party?

[wallofbriggs]

The idea is simple enough: sneak in, find evidence of embezzlement (or not), and get the hell out. Nothing is ever that simple, however. The house is large, there are plenty of guards, and the three of them don't really look like they belong as they look around for a way to get into the house in the first place.

Olivier kept an eye out, while the other two were checking out the windows on the first floor, watching in case any of the hire guards decided to inspect the grounds. "What are the odds this guy is stupid enough to leave his windows unlocked?"

uh, Nobody, duh. (pun intended)

[icingonthecake]

He's not quite sure how this happened, but somehow or another Axel has found himself teamed up with a couple of strangers to break into some rich jerk's house, and really? He can't complain. After ten years of doing dirty work for Xemnas, getting a bit of dirt on an actual dirtbag sounds like a breath of fresh air.

As he and the mustached man (Dorian, he believes the name was) peer through the ground-level windows, Axel glances over his shoulder to address the intimidating blond woman.

"Locks aren't really a problem," he says, waving a hand. "I can get inside and unlock them for you guys if none of them are open, we just need to find a room that's secluded enough to do so without getting seen in the process." He rubs his chin. "I could probably reach the second floor, for that matter, but without being able to see inside first, I'm not sure that's a better idea..." He glances at Dorian then, frowning a little. "Whaddaya think?"

a million years later...

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Olivier wasn't exactly sure what she expected when she'd been told about this particular job. There was no reason to expect too much trouble - okay, so it was getting harder to get people in and out of the city without a damn stack of paperwork, but being part of the Royal Guard had to count for something.

Must the same could be said both for her companion and the crystals they'd been handed. She was loathed to use something so ridiculous as magic in the first place (there's no such thing as magic, it's just unexplained science), and that girl... Mantis? Better not judge a book by its cover.

As they made their way along the path where they were supposed to meet their party, Olivier had to ask, "Are you sure you're going to be up to this if things go bad?"

[uglybug]

This woman is intimidating, but Mantis has been around intimidating enough to know how to treat it: stay quiet, speak only when spoken to, and try not to get on anyone's bad side. (It's a way of coping that's difficult to break; she's not even entirely conscious of having fallen into it.) She is walking a step to the side and a few steps behind Olivier and honestly beginning to wonder why she volunteered for this in the first place.

... That's probably an uncharitable thought.

She stops walking for the span of two or three steps when Olivier speaks, then hurries to catch up. "Yes, of course." A beat. "I hope. It depends."