knights of legend } { so what are we stealing?

[allmydreams]

{ a | recon }

[She's been planning this job for weeks, and tonight is the night they decide to change up the security on her. True, she can't account for when some New York socialite is going to decide to use her museum for a last minute birthday bash, but never let it be said she isn't quick on her feet. She dresses to blend in with the elite upper class without a second thought (disguise check: nat. 20) but she managed to get the gay bouncer on her first go-round as well as completely flub her cover (bluff check: crit. fail). She had to wait for the shift change for her second time at the door (bluff check: 16), which was much more fruitful.

Now she just has to make sure she doesn't get caught.

Still, she mingles throughout the party like a pro, mixing and mingling as she goes. It doesn't really matter how long at takes. At the end of the night that diamond is going to be hers.]

{ b | the job }

[She manages to slip back into the museum in the lapse between security teams. Getting back in after the party is over without alerting the guards is cake (move silently check: 17), and she eases her way through the halls with ease. She just barely makes a security camera around the diamond (spot check: 7.5), and pins herself to the far wall.

It's just a few feet further to get to her prize. Again, right now this is all about not getting caught.]

{ c | the afterparty }

[She waits until she's a couple towns over before calling her fence from the car and finding a bar for a celebratory drink. Considering all the last minute hang ups? She herself is surprised she managed to pull that one off. Still, a job well done is a job well done, and she's ready for a beer.

She walks in, slides onto the stool in front of the bartender, and flashes him her best smile.]

Any chance you have a Guinness?

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c }

[graveflowers]

[Vi is on the next stool, facing opposite and being badly flirted with. Which is saying a lot considering Vi isn't exactly the most charming lady on the block. But he's cute so she let his try and now he just won't get the hint and he's turning less cute, which is really why she wants him to leave, so she could imagine him in all his gorgeous glory instead of gorgeous and kind of a moron.

Ugh.] Okay, you're actually boring me to death. So, please leave me alone before I make a preemptive strike.

[Yes, it's rude, but after a couple gape mouthed seconds, he vacates, seeming to understand the preemptive strike she's talking about might include his own death. Success! Somehow the tiny speck of a woman is intimidating as all get out. (Intimidate nat 20!)

She straightens on her stool and swings back to face the bar. And then looks to Felicity.]

What did you order, I can't decide and I only half heard it over the sound of his stupid.

[allmydreams]

[Felicity glances towards the back of the retreating reject, before shaking her head and going to flag down the bartender.]

Guinness. Don't ask me why, but it's the only thing I drink.

[graveflowers]

'cause you're awesome obviously. [Like duh. And Vi looks reasonably impressed because, you know, Guinness has that thing to it, like if you're not a 60 year old Irishman and you're drinking it then, clearly, by some accident of fate, you're a badass.

Violet is not a badass, so this might end badly, but whatever, she's going with it anyway.]

Guinness it is.

[allmydreams]

[Violet has badass potential and Felicity will take the compliment that she's awesome. She waits until the two glasses are placed in front of him before raising her glass towards Vi.]

To being awesome.

[graveflowers]

That is a might fine toast. To being awesome. [She follows suit and raises her glass, tapping it against Felicity's and taking a sip.

Oh. Wow. That sure is some beer right there.

Which she knew, she just didn't... intellectualize. Or something. Yep. Beer.]

Um, yeah, that's... an acquired taste.

[allmydreams]

[Felicity laughs a bit before taking a sip herself.]

Yeah, as I said -- not really sure why I like it.

[graveflowers]

Are you Irish, maybe it's an instinct to conform to stereotype?

[She takes another sip, it's less startlingly beer and maybe a little good. In any case, she's going to finish it. Because she is that stubborn.]

[allmydreams]

I think my family is Old English. So not quite Irish but possibly close enough?

[she's never given her family history that much thought before.]

[graveflowers]

Well... The Queen would say it's close enough. [Shrug. She raises her glass again, another toast.]

To Sir Alec Guinness. And... possibly the Queen.

b )

[reallywicked]

[Faye's onto you. Or rather, she's bored and anyone leaving the 'party of the year' as they're toting it is certainly worth checking out in her book. She's careful to be quiet, just because she's curious where this girl is going (move silently: 20), but after they're far enough away from the party, she clears her throat and arches an eyebrow.]

You mind telling me what you're doing?

[allmydreams]

[Son of a bitch.

Be cool, Felicity, be cool. She straightens a bit as she stands, before taking a breath and turning to face the other woman. Ditzy socialite is a go (bluff check: 10) and it's not a bad socialite.

Mostly.]

Is this the way to the dinosaurs? I've always wanted to see them up close.

[reallywicked]

[Faye is not buying any of what you're selling (sense motive 18)]

Right. And I'm sure the way you're checking for where the security cameras are is just to make sure they get your good side.

[allmydreams]

Well -- yeah. The museum is closed, dummy, I didn't want to get in trouble.

[She's settling into the character a little more (performance check: 15) hands landing on her hips as she gives Faye a look. She's not dressed like security.]

I totally almost got arrested like, two weeks ago and Daddy said if there were anymore close calls -- [she draws her a line across her neck and makes a choking sound.] -- totally cutting me off.

[reallywicked]

[She blinks, because the story is more believable than she was expecting (sense motive 10)]

So you're risking cash for the chance to see some old dino bones? You're either a moron or... No, just a moron.

[allmydreams]

[She rolls her eyes a bit.]

Oh, come on. Like you've never done something like this?

[reallywicked]

[She stops and has to realize... Yeah, she's got her there. Faye has done way worse shit for kicks.]

You're in the totally wrong section. I think it's back this way.

[allmydreams]

[She makes a disappointed face.]

I knew it. Thanks for the heads up!

[and with that, she's going to take off and head towards the dinosaurs. She'll have to find a way to swing back around and come at the diamond from a different angle.]

B!

[valdrin]

[ as she inches against the wall... she bumps into something.

or someone, more like.

she was so focused on her cameras and alarms that she didn't see him there with her 7 spot check. he's dressed in cat burglar black, and even his skin is a dark shade that blended easily into the shadows. he glances aside at her and there's more wry humor in his eyes than fear or annoyance at being caught in the act, and his smirk seems to indicate he knows exactly why she's there, too. ]

Well.

This is embarrassing.

[allmydreams]

[It's not the fact that he's a drow that surprises her, more the fact that he's there at all. She stumbles back just as she collides with him (reflex save: 15) but she stays on her feet (balance check: 17), fixing him with a glare, mild, but still not exactly pleased. What is it with this job?]

You can't just sneak up on people like that!

[ ... Faye already told her there's something wrong with her, you don't have to tell her again.]

[cabot]

I certainly hope I'm not alone in recognizing the irony of your jumping to lecture me about sneaking.

[allmydreams]

[No, she does, which is why she's going to drop it.

For now.]

Please tell me we're not both here to steal the same thing.

[cabot]

Very well. I'm a janitor with a particular penchant for black. How does that suit you?

[allmydreams]

[That surprises her - but in a good way! There may just be a hint of a smile.]

Very well.

[then she sighs.]

There are lots of pretty things here. Can't you steal something else?

[cabot]

I'm afraid my reasons for favoring this piece are likely to be more compelling than yours. But you're of course welcome to make your case.

[allmydreams]

[Fine. You want her to make her case?

... The problem with making her case is she can't give away who she actually needs the money for.]

I have a buyer who will be very, very upset with me, and I need the money.