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Nevi has been pretty spacey lately. I'm gonna work on getting her more into things. Let's just come up with a bare-bones idea and go from there. I think this sounds good too. Too much planning will end up having the action be shorter than the planning before it.
"Cellar would be useful... Provided it is not drained before dinner."
"They become like animals, treading on others and acting only on their greed. Perhaps corporate leaders we'd steal from have already lost theirs."
Nevi exhales a cloud of smoke. "I vote souls. That would cause quite the spectacle, if taken from right people.
Nevi takes out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. "I do not like idea of road trip involving both caviar and vodka at the same time." She says, lighting a cigarette.
"Moscow..." Nevi sighs. "Great."
"Demon does not speak for me on this." Nevi asserts.
"I think that being observer to this has merits of its own." Nevi says, shrugging.
"Chaos was already part of my plans."
Nevi shrugs after inspecting the bags. "I see nothing."
Nevi REALLY scrutinizes those bags.
"Do not everyone of jump at once." Nevi open up the bags and searches them for anything non-jewel.
Nevi shrugs. "If they made off with our jewels, are they really lesser criminals?"
Nevi sets down her bag next to the ones that were thrown though the portal. "More important... Where do we put the jewels."
Nevi watches the muscle demon walk through the portal and looks back at the bags of jewels. "He could have carried jewels himself..." Nevi grumbles, picking up a bag and walking through the portal.
Nevi uncloaks briefly. "Let us go, before heist becomes more complicated."
Nevi goes through the portal while it's still open and maintains her cloak.
Determined to get the max payoff from this, Nevi tosses the remaining bag into the portal.
"Yes, NOW we're done." Nevi grumbles. She tosses a bag of diamonds into the portal.
Nevi sees the subsonic 10mm bounce off the girl and decides to shift her attention to the less armored old man.
Nevi looks at the two targets for a moment before opening fire on both of them.
Nevi swears at a few things in particular, cloaks, and holds her weapon at the ready on the door. "What kind of heist is this..."
Nevi picks up the casings from her machine pistol and uncloaks. "Are not the clowns enough?" She gestures to the... "compromised" guards.
Nevi, in a single movement, unfolds the stock of her 93M with a flick, cloaks, and opens fire.
"Nothing like drinks after escaping death. Good gift."
Nevi grumbles about the payoff better being worth the singing.
Nevi shrugs. "Does not ring of bell."
Nevi wonders if the name sounds familiar.
Nevi absentmindedly flips through the itinerary. "Hopefully this pure genius is worth relying on. Will this tracker know if she's actually asleep, or just in her room?"
Nevi grins. "I like this plan much better."
"Wouldn't that time be better spent, such as taking advantage of the fact that most everyone else is out to dinner?"
Nevi considers taking a cigar solely to spite the signs, but ultimately decides that it'd be best to not attract further attention.
After walking past the janitor with no reply but a vague nod of the head, Nevi eyes the cigars. "Are we planning to make a smoke screen?" She mumbles to herself.
Nevi examines her surroundings, her eyes eventually settling on the giant hotel. "What an eyesore."
"Let's go already." Nevi mumbles.
Nevi decides to check the wallet in her handbag, considering all the cool kids are doing it. "Lisa Thompson." She repeats the name, trying her best to suppress her light accent. "I haven't played dress-up since I was a child. Let's get this over with."
Nevi admires her new look, noting its lack of weathered military surplus and magazine pouches. "I would have put the clothes on myself, without needing to be shot with them..."
Nevi nods in agreement.
Nevi shakes her head. "Luck runs out too quickly for some of us."
Nevi, although seeming at home in the silence, eventually speaks up. "There's a computer in this house, right?"
Nevi smiles. "I can get behind this idea."
Nevi looks around with concern. "Is being seen that important? I liked the other plan more."
Nevi clasps her hand over a patch on her jacket in a form of salute. "Nevidomyy. You can call me Nevi. 'Смерть всім, хто стоїть на перешкоді здобуття вільності трудовому люду.' Let me take part in cutting the rulers down." It seems like it was rehearsed.
Nevi, who was totally here the whole time and probably just cloaked, finally speaks up as she drops her invisibility. "No dancing." After a moment of thinking, she adds, "Please."
They better be extra comfy.
But are you invisible all the time? Only during the important bits.
Finding an avatar for someone who turns invisible is either really easy or really hard, and I can't tell which it is. |
