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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 24, 2017 14:33:44 GMT
Niko grinned. "That is very cool my friend. My name is Niko you have probably heard of me I am the greatest driver in the world. I do not suppose you know what the job is? The beautiful lady and her big friends would not tell me."
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Post by Shift on Feb 24, 2017 14:41:39 GMT
Zenturi smiled at Nico's comment. "Best driver, huh? I'll believe it when I see it." Zenturi smiled to show he was joking, and continued on. "Ah, you mean Leopard? She seems nice, we discussed her proposition over tea. It's some kind of difficult and dangerous heist. It does make one wonder what we'll be stealing and whom we'll be stealing it from if the heist requires a whole team." Zenturi began to think of all the possibilities of the heist and what it might entail.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 24, 2017 15:04:41 GMT
"You will see my friend people only have to see once and they go: 'Wow that Niko guy he is best driver'. You got tea? Sounds boring I got pulled out of Bratva execution they were going to kill me for being too awesome driver then beautiful angel with big suit people give Bratva money to fuck off and they did then she say she need world's best driver and I cannot turn down such beautiful lady now I am here."
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Post by Shift on Feb 24, 2017 15:23:10 GMT
"I... I'm pretty sure you embellished a few of those details." Zenturi replied, doing his best to hold in his laugh.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 24, 2017 16:07:17 GMT
"I'm afraid I cannot comply with all of your requests Mister Bagwell." Said Leopard with an apologetic smile. "For the sake of operational-security the rest of the team and indeed the details of the job will be kept a secret until you have agreed to take part. We would not wish our target or indeed any law-enforcement agencies to catch wind of our plan. I am sorry about your bonus but even if I had known I would've still destroyed the toxin, such a device would upset the balance of power too greatly something I wish to avoid unless I am the one orchestrating it." She didn't even flinch as he tossed the detonator and Jack caught it almost dropping his gun an unusual lack of poise from what she expected of him. "I am however willing to offer you a million dollars upfront not to mention your take from the job which will be astronomical if successful. If these terms are not viable for you I will simply leave and find another viable candidate." She looked him up and down as Jill finished tending to his wound replacing the medkit in her jacket. "I would rather not have to do so Mister Bagwell you have an impressive reputation and I have heard many incredible stories about your work. The one about the cartel-boss in Cuba sounds as impressive as it does implausible but I have very trustworthy sources. Your reputation is why I picked you for this mission you are the best although..." She looked around her. "Maybe a little sloppy on the finish sometimes? I will not ask for a response now but please take this." She pulled an envelope out of her business suit. "If you do wish to join us then meet us at this address on this date but I'm afraid Mister Bagwell once you are in there is no going back." She held out the envelope to him and waited for his response.
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Leopard looked into Alex's eyes and her smile widened. "Oh I think we are going to get along very well indeed Mister Claymote you are calm under stress and directly to the point both admirable qualities." She sat down on a chair Jack pulled up for her. "I am putting together a job which will pay out incredibly large dividends and you have the rare quality of being both I skilled cracker and a skilled combatant, that combination is very difficult to find. I want you on this team Mister Claymote and I am willing to pay a lot of money to make it happen but I do not like to force myself upon people I am going to be working with." From the video the man lets out a long sob as Jill begins to work on the area that had come up on the randomiser a rather... private area. "As an added incentive I would be willing to remove a certain... annoyance who I understand has been pursuing you for some time, once the job was complete of course." She snapped her fingers and Jack passed her an envelope. "Normally I would simply give you the envelope and leave you to make up your own mind but you would be quite difficult to replace so I will ask now if there is anything else I need to offer for you to join us?"
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The day of the meeting The team-members had turned up to the address at varying times of the day where they each would meet with either Jack or Jill. After being scanned for bugs and any other recording devices communications (phones etc.) were temporarily confiscated and the members were escorted blindfolded to another unknown location and seated in a board room (with a fully stocked buffet and bar of course) to await Leopard's arrival.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 24, 2017 16:25:07 GMT
"You think I'm lying my friend? If anything I am making story boring I did not even include my super fighting skills and all the beautiful women I made love to on my way here!" Said Niko with mock outrage. "I hope our angel gets here soon or I will have to make another pass at buffet. Best driver in the world needs to say strong da?"
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Post by snipsnap on Feb 24, 2017 17:10:21 GMT
Noelle shifted her eyes lazily over to the woman--Madalene it seemed--and deadpanned, "I risk losing a couple of IQ points by doing so, but we all might as well be friendly until this is over," She shifted her chair closer to the two. She wasn't entirely adept in these kind of situations, but Noelle wasn't the type to give up easily. Her lips still set in a grim line she added , "I'm Noelle, and Madalene, you're that fashion designer from France right? And I've heard of you Marcus, that little stunt in Dubai, a bit reckless don't you think?" She understood why Marcus would be here, but an up-and-coming French designer? No clue.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 24, 2017 17:24:51 GMT
"Indeed I am." Madalene says with a wide grin, delighted somebody recognised her day talents. "However, I am not here to design your Heist clothing. I am rather resourceful in other circumstances..." She hints, but says no more about her reputation, it's fun to keep them guessing.
"So tell me, Noelle. What is it you specialise in? I am already familiar with Marcus' reputation but not yours." She asks casually in an attempt to keep the conversation flowing. She adjusts the necklace she is wearing, the very same necklace that she stole only a few days ago. Being in New York, she has no worries about any civilians recognising it. It really goes well with the colour of her eyes.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 25, 2017 7:21:07 GMT
"Well don't I feel at a disadvantage." Andrew speaks up as the two ladies begin to talk. "Here I am so well known, and I don't have a clue who you two are. You'll also have to be more specific, I've had a few 'reckless' trips to Dubai." He does a quick air quote as he turns to Noelle. "She's IT." He says to the fashion designer, as he looks Noelle up and down. "Lack of social skills, doesn't look like she has combat experience, maybe its just the high school bully in me, but I know a nerd when I see one." He sticks his tongue out playfully at Noelle. "So what's your handle out on the web, there's a chance I've used your services before. See I like you techs, you do all the hard work from the safety of your home, its a nice gig." He leans back in his chair putting his feet on the table, he continues talking to Noelle while keeping Madalene in the conversation. "Plus I mean all I can do is kill you. You can destroy everything I've ever accomplished with a little patience and a couple of clacks on a keyboard. Respect." He finishes as he waits to see if his assessment is right, figuring out who he is working with is an important objective. Every little bit of intel helps and it seems these two are a talkative bunch.
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Post by Envy on Feb 25, 2017 14:47:32 GMT
"Sure Me.Leopard tell me when you sleep and that will suffice for me." His voice filled with jest. "As for Lillie you won't be able to get rid of her shes like a cockroach she hard to kill. I'll deal with her so don't worry about it her and you can rest easily because I'm taking the job. But if you're fixing up something like a dinner party for the others could you have some Chinese food in the mix?" Great looks like I'll be taking the job for the random woman this oughta be fun!
-PRESENT DAY- Blindfolded Jill directs Alexander to the room and removes his blindfolded. Looking around the room he sees many of different people hell some of them he read about others he had data on them. What catches his eye the most is the buffet and the bar he has eaten in a couple of days because Lillie had found him while he was traveling to get to the place. Walking over he pulls up one of the lids and he sees the most beautiful sight he's ever seen in a while it's Sesame chicken he loves Chinese food hell he got into many fist fights over Chinese food. Opening another lid there is fried rice Leopard certainly does the best for people that's for sure. Grabbing his food and some Crown Royal from the bar he beings to be before he starts he grabs his slicerware and a cloth napkin then beings to start eating.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 25, 2017 18:08:36 GMT
"Oh Mister Claymote. I never sleep."
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Post by snipsnap on Feb 26, 2017 6:59:41 GMT
“I’ll think you’ll find my work is far above the moniker of IT Marcus, and believe me, if you had used my services we’d be much better acquainted,” Noelle remarked, she wasn’t handing out her handle so easily for now, “And perhaps it’s just the nerd in me, but I know another nerd when I see one, no matter how hard they try to hide it,” she peered into Marcus’ brown eyes searching for any flare of acknowledgement, despite this not being the most subtle of queries. If he was a genius like herself, as she was sure he was, in his line of work she doubted his training would allow a slip-up like that. Perhaps this outpouring of humor and charisma masked the constant whirring of cogs in his head? Mulling over this in the back of her mind, Noelle turned back to Madalene and added, “But yes, to answer your question Madalene, I specialize in black hat operations." Searching for a quick change of subject Noelle commented on the first thing she saw, "That is quite a lovely necklace, how much did that cost? Or was it a gift?”
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 26, 2017 12:28:57 GMT
Madalene smiles and looks down to the necklace, holding the large Ruby in her fingers. "Thank you. It was a gift from when I visited Paris. You cannot put a price on such perfect craftsmanship. It is now one of my favourite pieces of jewellery."
She looks to Noelle, still smiling. "When you're in my line of work, you find yourself falling in love with gemstones and exotic metals. My mother always said I was like a magpie attracted to shiny objects when I was young." her smile shifts from politeness to knowing. "Pray tell, are you wondering why a fashion designer with a clean record is sitting in a room of people with... Practical skills? You look at me as if you are trying to figure me out." She says, avoiding the word thieves and crooks. She is very curious to see if the girl is onto her second identity yet...
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 26, 2017 22:02:20 GMT
Niko nods appreciatively as Alexander digs into his food. "See my ninja-friend there is man who understands." He leans across the table to talk to Alexander. "I am Niko greatest driver in world, but you probably heard of me before I am very famous, this my new ninja-friend we were talking about how the angel recruited us. What can you do and how did you get dragged into this wonderful little show?"
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Post by Deaths on Feb 27, 2017 2:41:36 GMT
"You caught me I am a nerd." He leans in and lowers his voice towards the ladies, with a serious look on his face. In a hushed whisper he speaks to them, "In the vault is a very rare and important object to me. It is an original edition, mint condition, black lotus. I already have three if I get one more I can complete my play set, and destroy everyone in legacy tournaments." He leans back laughing throwing his feet back on the table, sticking his tongue back out at Noelle before he listens to Madalene.
"How'd you steal it?" He ask rather bluntly, his face becomes curious as she talks about her necklace. "You definitely have the figure for a cat burglar. Though theft isn't really my area of expertise, I've 'met' many tight leather wearing french girls in my day." He winks at her while still sitting back in his chair, things were going perfect its almost as if she wants to tell everyone how great of a thief she is, but you have to ask first. This 'hard to get' act is already boring him, but he might as well play nice.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2017 3:58:12 GMT
Two weeks after a short period of unsuccessfully investigating Leopard's involvement with the airport, Morgan had eventually received a general notice from the FBI rather than from Celia. It came in the form of an E-mail and alerted her to the fact that a notorious criminal by the name of Marcus Bagwell had recently been seen in the same city she was currently investigating. They gave her the opportunity to change focus and request agents to help her take him in rather than continuing her search for Leopard. She'd never heard of the man before, but the E-mail placed heavy emphasis on his importance. Without much need for consideration, she immediately accepted their request but hasn't asked for the accompaniment of other agents. She believed that she wouldn't need to change focus from the Leopard case at all. It couldn't be a coincidence that two high profile criminals would be using the same nondescript airport at the same time. Until that point, she hadn't realized exactly how much she needed her work on the case to progress. Upon receiving the news of Marcus's arrival, she felt better than she had since becoming a part of the city.
Morgan casually glanced over digital files on Marcus while driving down city highways towards Marcus's predicted location and by this point she had the appearance of his car permanently ingrained in her mind. She was, of course, undercover and out of uniform. She wore a thick jacket that would seem appropriate given the cool temperature of the city, but actually housed a bullet proof vest underneath it. She'd read the files on Marcus and knew that a shooting could possibly break out between the two if she weren't careful. "Don't be stupid, Morgan. If you're not going to request backup, I will." Celia's voice entered her ear. The two had been arguing about it since she'd received the E-mail. To the astonishment of Celia, Morgan had refused to accept the help of other agents. It wasn't unusual for her to refuse help on cases, but the danger of this particular criminal made help seem necessary. "Look, I'll be fine. It's just one person and it's nothing I haven't done before." After a while longer of arguing, Celia eventually took her word.
After arriving at a point further along Marcus's predicted path than he was believed to be, she pulled over to a gas station with a view of the highway and waited for the sight of his car. Appearing as an ordinary driver parked at the station, she checked to make sure her pistol was loaded before placing back into the inside of her jacket. After an hour of keeping her eyes peeled and hoping that the FBI's predictions were correct, she was forced to react quickly when what she recognized as Marcus's car came into view on the highway. Moving quickly, she immediately turned on her car and payed little credence to traffic as she sped to move in behind the driver. Removing her gun from her coat and making sure that it was ready, she displayed her badge and identification through the front window of her car. She drove in closer to Marcus, but she was sure that he'd already seen it at this point.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 27, 2017 5:57:30 GMT
"Alright this is fine." Andrew thinks to himself before he leaves for the meeting. "Its just some rookie thinking they are going to make a big score, I got all my information nice and made up. Everything is going to be fine." He made sure he had no weapons in his rental car, nothing he can get busted for everything was fine. "Just need to outsmart this idiot and move on to the meeting point." He sighs as he gets in his car, right on time he is tailed by the agent who thought they were doing such a good job with their little stake out.
"The psycho is flashing her badge out the window," He laughs to himself. "What the hell is wrong with training now a days." He slows his car to a stop and pulls over safely to the side of the road, he rolls down his window and shuts off his engine, putting on his perfect smile he waits patiently for this pain in the ass to approach him. He begins to whistle a tune while he taps his fingers on the steering wheel, he looks at his watch he is so going to be late not good.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 27, 2017 6:03:43 GMT
Madalene is initially surprised by Marcus' blunt question, but then grins mischievously. "Very carefully. Paris loves a great deal of things, over protection of their gemstones is one of them. Motion sensors, laser tripwires, security cameras. Would be foolish to go in without preparation, no?" It's like she is telling a great tale, enjoying the moment she narrates it.
"I, on the other hand, am always prepared. Two weeks analysing the display room of it in Diamanté Ville. Security patrol, ways in and out, you understand. Then I equip myself accordingly and begin. I have a complex of a perfectionist, so I absolutely must perform my best. I went unnoticed, used the camera's blindspots and avoid the sensors and lasers. It is like a ghost stole the necklace, that is if a ghost leaves a calling card."
She smirks in a sly way at Marcus. "And I don't wear leather, I wear a suit combined of carbon fiber and elastic of my own design. Much more effective, doesn't reflect light and it is far less restrictive for the flexible type such as myself." She adopts her flirtatious tone again with the last of her words.
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Post by Hunter on Feb 27, 2017 9:23:15 GMT
"It is not a little too cliché to leave a card behind Madalene ?" Niclas listened to the whole conversations, even the russian guy's bragging. "Anyway, I must ask you Niko, as the best driver in the world you must know how to pilot any kind of vehicules right ? Because the way I see it you will have to transport at least 4 people and the stuff they will need."
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Post by Envy on Feb 27, 2017 12:49:33 GMT
Looking back at Niko "So your the self-pro-calmed best driver if how come I haven't hared of you or are you just a urban legend either way Hello I'm Alexander or S1N13SS if you care to call me by my alias like before either way I don't care." He continues back towards his food but before giving his full attention to his food he overlooks the room at the people he'll be working with he may want to id these guys to ensure he is going to get stabbed in the back.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 27, 2017 14:19:18 GMT
"Of course my friend car, boat, helicopter Niko even fly fighter jet once but that is long story so maybe later da?" Niko said to Ulf. He turned to Alexander. "Maybe you not listen hard enough my friend it is true even though I am best driver in world but mostly known in Russia just ask Bratva I am so good driver they want me dead!"
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Post by snipsnap on Feb 27, 2017 19:17:28 GMT
"Cute," snickered Noelle, sticking her tongue back out at him. She wasn't surprised by the knowledge that Madalene was a thief, indeed it was her first guess. Rusé--if she was going to be more precise about it--stories about her had not only filled local newspapers but many deep web feeds she was active in. The necklace she was wearing now was her latest grab. Noelle didn't mind being frozen out of their conversation as they resumed flirting, many other conversations were happening around the room and she didn't mind listening in. There was one very egotistical driver, a ninja, a man eating all of the Chinese food in the buffet, and another silent observer who just jumped into both of the current ongoing conversations. Noelle had no idea what Leopard was thinking assembling this group, but she was hoping they all knew how to act professional when the time came.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 27, 2017 19:47:56 GMT
The doors to the room open and Leopard strides in once again dressed in the business suit she was wearing when she recruited Marcus. Flanking her, of course were Jack and Jill same as always. She looked around and smiled "A pleasure to see you could all make it ladies and gentleman I see you're getting along well. Enjoying the food Mr Claymote?" She asked as she strode past to the head of the table. "Now as much as I'd like to get started right away just a small issue to get through first." She turned to Marcus. "Mr Bagwell I understand you were late becasue had a run in with the delightful Agent Wakefield, the poor dear is rather tenacious I assume of course that our little enterprise was not in anyway compromised?" She raises a questioning eyebrow at him as she takes a seat Jack and Jill taking position either side of the doors out.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2017 23:39:54 GMT
"Currently pulling him over, Celia." Morgan's voice came through her chip's microphone lowly. For once, Celia chose not to question the agent and left her waiting for a reply. She listened for any advice from her partner as she moved her gun to a more easily accessible place, but received none. She was glad that her partner wasn't aware of what she was actually planning on doing, as it would only stand to make her try to dissuade her to no avail. She'd never really resorted to doing anything like this before, but she had slowly been working her way towards it with unusual methods in previous cases. She mentally ran through the other items that she'd brought with her and was keeping under her jacket. Her handcuffs and a tool for smashing windows was included in the list. Steadying herself, she casually walked out from her high-end car and made her way down the side of the road to Marcus's car. She put up a hand to signal for him to say in the car, discreetly reaching for her pistol from its hiding place with the other. Instead of walking down to Marcus's side of the car, she quickly darted behind it and over to the other side. She quickly ripped her gun from its place with one hand as she did so and readied her tool with the other. As she came into view of Marcus at the opposite window, one of her hands kept her gun trained on the man while the other prepared to break through the window of the car's passenger seat.
She couldn't feel too bad about the unorthodox treatment of the criminal, considering the man's life of murder, but adrenaline was the only thing keeping her from easing up on him. She felt somewhat ashamed about the fact that she wasn't allowing the man the chance to peacefully surrender, but she needed his information and didn't want to risk another horrible day of accomplishing nothing in the city. Still keeping her pistol on the man with one hand, she smashed through the window with the other and quickly used it to make sure the door was unlocked. "Agent Wakefield! FBI!" She shouted, though revealing her affiliation probably wouldn't matter with what she had planned. She forced her way through to the passenger seat while still managing to try to keep the man at the mercy of her left hand. Though her posture was firm, her face revealed that she was a bit uncertain about what she was doing. "Let's drive somewhere a bit more quiet." She said through heavy breaths, arching her head over to a bit of grassy land that could be driven to from their spot. She was a bit relieved by the fact that the man's face definitely matched the features she was looking for.
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Post by Deaths on Feb 28, 2017 6:25:20 GMT
Before he could find out exactly how flexible Madalene was Leopard, burst through flanked with the weird twins. She already knew about his little run in with the idiot agent from earlier. Andrew sighs as he sits up in his chair, "Way to call me out boss,I bet I smell like bacon now." He comes off as annoyed, but he paints a smile on his face. "Don't worry I told her everything, but its fine she said she was cool." He jokes leaning back in his chair in a more relaxed position, Seriously though she is going to be a loose end we have to tie up." He adopts a more serious tone as he stares at Leopard, hoping she hadn't already decided he was dead weight.
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"This fucking bitch just broke the window, oh my god what is wrong with her." He thinks to himself as he begins to put on an Oscar worthy performance. "Listen lady.." The pistol put in his face makes him drop his attitude he looks forward, and grips the steering wheel. He follows her instructions and drives onto the grass. He goes about a quarter mile into the woods until the road is no longer visible, the whole time he is silent griping the steering wheel tightly, making his face red and shaking his hands to simulate nervousness. After a bit he stops the car and shuts off the engine, he takes the keys out and places them on the dashboard, in plain view of the agent. "Ma'am I don't know who you think I am, but I swear I'm not him." He has crocodile tears filling his eyes, as he keeps his hands shaking on the steering wheel. "Please my name is Thomas DiAngelo, please I have a family and a pet mouse, I don't know what's going on." He begins sobbing while the gun is pressed against his head. "My...my ID is in my back right pocket go ahead and check it." His voice is panicked and cracking, truly a masterful performance hopefully this girl isn't good at seeing through these kind of things.
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Post by jackygirl on Mar 2, 2017 22:13:04 GMT
"I do hope it doesn't come to that Mr Bagwell killing an Agent always brings unwanted attention but maybe it'll have to be done. Also don't worry if you smelled like bacon I promise you would already be... fried." Said Leopard with an angelic smile. "Onto what you've all been waiting for, the job. We are going to be, ah, "liberating" items from the vault of Mr Sebastian Smith the wealthiest man in America. This vault is contained in his personal 150-floor skyscraper" As mutters pass around the room she holds up a hand for silence. "Normally I'd ask if anyone wishes to back out but you passed that point when you came here and I do not take well to betrayal." Jack and Jill hand out folders to each member of the team. "In those folders you will find details on the skill sets of your fellow members, memorise them please." She waits for a few minutes as the team reads the files shhing any noise.
"Done? Good. Now turn to Phase 1 of the plan. At 20:00 hours I will attend a party thrown by Mr Smith on the 80th floor in the ballroom accompanied by Mr Claymote who will be playing the part of my date. Mr Claymote will slip away from the party and make his way to the underground parking lot. Miss Sterling will by this point have gained access to the building security camera systems and will prevent them from seeing anything untoward. Mr Claymote will remove any obstacles and through his own considerable skill open the gate to the parking lot. At which point Mr Sokolov will drive a specially modified van into the park containing all of you and your equipment as well as my associates." She gestures to Jack and Jill.
"Phase 2:You will split into two teams Mr Sokolov assisted by Jack and Jill will remain in the parking lot for the time being to keep our escape route secure they will be named Team-E the rest of you will form Team-S. Now the vault is on the 100th floor but only the 97th is reachable by cargo or passenger elevator or even the main stairs stairs. The 98th, 99th and 100th floors are only reachable by separate flights of stairs guarded at both ends by security checkpoints each floor has a different kind of security system the nature of which I have been unable to obtain but with your combined skills I am sure you will overcome. The 97th floor is a security guard station which Team-S must clear without triggering any alarms."
"Phase 3: Team-S will signal Team-E via the encrypted communication headsets that you will be provided with that Phase-2 is complete. Mr Bagwell, Mr Claymote and Mr Anderson will rendezvous with Jack on the 80th floor to form Team-F. Team-F will proceed to take the party on the 80th floor hostage as part of my cover I will be posing as an innocent civilian so you must treat me as such. At this point the police will inevitably be alerted and Team-F must do everything possible to hold them off as they will likely assault from above and below. The hostages are totally expendable save for Mr Smith and of course myself."
"Phase 4: At this point Team-S should have reached the 98th floor which must be cleared without triggering any alarms. The police and security forces must believe that ALL the intruders are on the 80th floor. Miss Sterling must deactivate all security cameras at this point to prevent the police from discovering the truth. Mr Claymote is to interrogate Mr Smith to discover this week's password for the vault itself but again I must stress that Mr Smith MUST survive."
"Phase 5: Team-S will clear the 99th floor again maintaining stealth at which point Mr Claymote will transmit to them the code to the vault on the 100th floor. Upon entering the vault the there will be a panel hidden behind a painting of an English man-o-war the code will be be 544367 entering this code will open a secret cargo elevator that Mr Smith had put in case he ever needed to evacuate his collection in a hurry, finding this information cost me no small expense. Team-S are to steal as many valuables as they can, I'm sure Miss Ruse will point at the ones worth taking, then carry as many as they can fit onto the forklift thoughtfully provided in the secret elevator. There is one specific item that must be retrieved. In the vault you will find an out of date electronic safe the combination is 08052005, inside will be a leather-bound journal. If this item is not retrieved there will be harsh repercussions from my employer."
"Phase 6: Team-S will use the elevator to transport the goods to the carpark where they will change into their civilian clothing stored in the van concealing what treasures they can on their person before loading the rest into the van. They will then go to the lobby and signal Team-F. Team-F will load the hostages (including myself) into the main freight elevator and take them to the lobby. The hostages will be released and, cough, motivated to make a panicked exit. Amidst the confusion Team-S will escape among the hostages."
"Phase 7: Team-F will join Team-E in the van and utilising Mr Sokolov's driving expertise escape while losing any police pursuit. You will all meet-up at the warehouse address that is currently only known to Mr Sokolov and myself for security reasons but will be transmitted to Team-S via text once the heist is complete. Once there I will oversee the equal distribution of the take between you keeping only the journal for myself. I will also, if you wish, introduce you to a trustworthy fence with deep-pockets who will be willing to buy what we steal."
"Any equipment you didn't bring with you can be provided simply ask the waiter outside the door also I have given you the liberty of choosing your own code-names, some of you may wish to use your pre-existing monikers. Any questions?"
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Mar 3, 2017 6:27:14 GMT
"Mr. Smith?" Madalene speaks up, doing a double take on the name to be sure she heard it right. "They say that his vault is completely Unbreakable, you can not even get close enough to it before you are incapacitated but all the security measures and patrols..." She says to her, an adventurous gleam in her eyes. If there's one thing Madalene loved more than anything else, it's watching the Golden look on people's faces when their precious little protection they set up for their valuables fails them.
"Then I have delightful news." She says, sitting up straight in her seat. "Mr. Smith actually sent me his regards and an invitation to his latest party as soon as he caught word I touched down in America. My fashion designs are becoming quite popular and I'm guessing he would like us to get better aqquiented and add me among his list of friends with favours." She knew Sebastian's Reputation to become friends with resourceful people so he can ask them to do things for him that will improve his own image. Who would say no to one of the wealthiest men in America after all?
"I could come with you, I have a keen eye for many things and may see things you do not. But of course, I don't attend events like this without somebody. It is common sense, you wouldn't want to experience all of this alone..." She leaves the hint hanging in the air, glancing back to Marcus with a sly smile.
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Post by Deaths on Mar 3, 2017 7:15:24 GMT
"Your...employer huh? So I guess you aren't running the show after all." Marcus states plainly as if he stumbled an interesting factoid. Seems straight forward enough. "You all will call me Blue on this mission, except for you." He looks up at Madalene and smiles. "Thomas DiAngelo, will work for our date." He notices her bait and bites it hook line and sinker, he leans in a bit. "Well after my traumatizing experience with a certain FBI agent, I don't feel safe going straight home. So how about you and I, get to know each other better...to establish our cover of course." He smiles again at her throwing every ounce of charm he has at her. "Maybe we should talk later don't want to gross out P3NTA_THR1ll." He nods his head at Noelle hoping he guessed her identity. There was five possible hackers she could be in his mind, so he took an intentionally clumsy attempt at discovering her identity. He sticks his tongue at her again, pretending he figured her out. "Everything else sounds do able, as long as everyone brings their A game we should be fine." He states dropping the file on the table he's already committed it to memory.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Mar 3, 2017 7:55:41 GMT
"Why, Mr. Bagwell! We have only just met." Madalene states sarcastically, but in a teasing fashion. She pretends to be mulling over his words for awhile, but she has already made up her mind. "But I cannot allow you head home without assured safety, especially when we will be working so closely together." She smirks. She always had a weakness for charming Americans. She would always fall into their spell, even if she knew it would be dangerous. Then again, she lives for the thrill.
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Post by snipsnap on Mar 3, 2017 20:18:41 GMT
"Awww," Noelle said as she placed a hand over her heart as if she was truly grateful, "Thank you for being so considerate Marcus, you truly are the epitome of chivalry," She wiped a fake happy tear from her eye before dropping the sarcasm. She added plainly, "And nice try, but no, last I checked he was hiding out from authorities in Tokyo, real fun underground cyber stuff in that city," As she spoke her mind wandered to which gadgets she would use on this endeavor, and new ones she would have to build or acquire from Leopard to pull this off. She could almost feel herself shaking from how giddy she was, a big smile on her face as she looked down at the file imagining the possibilities. Using the provided pencil she began some primitive sketches of potential trinkets before murmuring while still fully engrossed in her task, "Just use Proxy on the sound waves if you need me. And Blue is rather unusual, don't you think?" Noelle realized this was a dumb moniker, but she didn't particularly trust anyone in this room. Perhaps things would change after they became the most renowned criminal team for pulling this off, but for now she going to keep them all at arm's length.
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