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Post by Fionn Mac Cumhaill on Apr 18, 2008 0:48:15 GMT -5
Crimthann shrugged. "Never known anyone who can carry electricity in 'em, so I dunno the trick." he said. "Well... We'll see." He said, raising an eyebrow at the Duke curiously.
Ronan pulled up under an overpass. There was another van beside them. "Alright, mates. Chinese fire-drill, here. We're ditchin' this one, fer safety purposes." Ronan said, pulling the keys out of the ignition and opening the door. Crimthann got out as well. "We'll stop by the hotel, get packed up, grab Dom's gear, and get out of the country."
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Post by piñata on Apr 18, 2008 8:30:26 GMT -5
"If that guy followed us from the hotel, won' he be expectin' us to go back for our sh**e?" Kaitlyn asked. She knew it would be inconvenient not to go back, but she was trying to play every angle.
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Post by The Mammoth on Apr 21, 2008 2:49:20 GMT -5
Mordin stopped worrying about the worthless information he gained. He had two names, and that was it, he showed himself faster than he expected, but he got the offenders worried. If they were worried, they'd start making mistakes, it was just a matter of time. Laughing to himself as he left the foolish German lying in the mud, he moved back to his car and drove off in the direction of the hotel that they had come from. No doubt they would return for the rest of their equipment. He felt that they would ditch the van they were in, but if he could get whatever vehicle they were driving once they got their gear back, he would be much better off.
He reloaded the clips in his gun as he drove, and finally reached the old Hotel, hoping that he didn't get there too late. He knew they had to swap vehicles, and he somehow figured they wouldn't be so stupid as to stay in the same van. But you could never be sure in his line of work. He made sure one his clips was loaded with silver bullets, as he knew the werewolf would be a problem. He knew that his guns would be his savior, and he knew that it was eventually going to come down to a firefight. There wasn't a lawman in all of Europe with the guts to take on a group like that. Looks like Mordin was on his own....
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Post by Fionn Mac Cumhaill on Apr 22, 2008 23:39:32 GMT -5
Ronan glanced at Kait, nodding slowly. "She's got a point, mate." He started, getting out of the van and walking to their new ride.
"sh**e, that's true, innit?" Crimthann muttered, shaking his head. "Feck. Not like I brought anything important..." He started. He glanced at the others. "All in favor of skipping the hotel?"
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Post by Jess on Apr 22, 2008 23:46:53 GMT -5
And Dom is beaming, "Then right to my house then? Pretty please? So that I may get my pretty things and my equipment... oh! And my computers..." He smiles and clings tighty to Kait, nuzzling her softly. "Maybe I can get my makeup!"
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Post by piñata on Apr 23, 2008 10:26:18 GMT -5
"I thought ya already had yer makeup," Kait said dryly, a smile forming on her lips as she remembered the Elf's frenetic assault on Mordin. She traveled lightly... her hotel room contained easily replaceable clothes and some basic mountain climbing equipment. She had planned, if this particular party looking for these four particular items hadn't shown up, to scale some of the beautiful mountains of Ireland.
However, like Dom, Kait had a place where she kept her more serious equipment until she needed it. Explosives, special climbing equipment more appropriate for pulling off heists where motion sensors on the ground were a concern, and an extensive collection of toys and bondage gear could all be found there. And best of all, being a faery, she could teleport there and back without the rest of her crew having to be inconvenienced by another side trip.
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Post by The Mammoth on Apr 27, 2008 5:44:16 GMT -5
The crooks didn't seem to be coming back to the Hotel. It was a poor side effect of having shown his face too early already. He cursed himself, knowing that they were smarter than he had given them credit for. It would be okay... he knew he was smarter...
Getting out of his car, he walked into the hotel, which was now seemingly empty of the criminals from before. He walked up to the desk where a young lady stood and was writing on a few pieces of paper. Mordin gently knocked on the table, getting her attention. She looked up with a complete lack of caring.
"Yes?" She said, seemingly annoyed with all the crooks.
"Buddy 'o mine... Crimthann... Booked a room here... I'm pickin' up his gear!" He said, faking a british accent the best he could, which was obviously effective, albeit roughly done. She looked through the books, and finally came upon the name. She nodded her head.
"Room 412."
Mordin nodded and walked off, smiling and fighting his urge to laugh until he got in the elevator. He rode it up to the 4th floor and chuckled to himself. How could they use their real names for their hotel booking. That was just stupid. Absolutely stupid... Mordin began to wonder if he was just getting rusty, or if these guys were as good as they seemed, because this was a really novice mistake. As the doors opened, he walked out of the room and moved over to the door. As he looked at it, he shook his head, stopped his foot and turned around, putting his hands on his hips, faking an exacerbated look.
"d**n... Forgot my key." He said, the woman down the hall cleaning the rooms overhearing. He turned over to the hispanic woman, who was working on the room down the hall and said in spanish,
"Ma'am, could you please open the door, I forgot my key."
The woman nodded, a kind smile on her face, and she opened the door. Such was the normal process at a hotel, there was no security, thats why they gave you a safe. Mordin just hoped that these men were not smart enough to use it. Walking in, he saw various bags lying around, and began rummaging through their things. Nothing... nothing but maps, papers... And... Information on the treasures. Mordin smiled, he had his proof they were going for them, now he just had to outfox them, and at this rate, it wouldn't be hard. He continued moving around the room, checking their gear, checking their equipment. Nothing of note... Until.
"Oh Hell no..." He said, reaching into the pocket of a jacket. It was Crimthann's passport. The idiot left his passport in his room! Mordin pocketed the passport, knowing they would have a hard time getting to Ireland without it. He searched around, and found Ronan's as well. This turned out to be a worthy escapade. He made sure to leave their gear rummaged through, in case they decided to come back, and that way they would know he was here, and that he had their stuff. As he continued looking, he found nothing else useful. Walking out of the room, he got on the elevator and left, Nobody knew the wiser, nobody would remember his face. Such was the failure of eyewitness testimony. He didn't make a scene, and didn't have any need of anyone to remember his face. After all, they couldn't get the tapes, they can't call the cops, they're criminals. Mordin laughed, as he got on the elevator. He wanted to see how they get out of this one...
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Post by piñata on Apr 27, 2008 17:23:21 GMT -5
Back at the place where they had switched vans, another random thought occurred to Kait as the party climbed into their new vehicle. "Just in case anyone left anything important at the hotel, we should make a list," she said. "I can procure us new supplies based on what we were forced to leave behind." She scribbled some of the more useful items from her room on a medium-sized scrap of paper, then added makeup in case Dom had left items he didn't want to part with in his room. Fences sold all sorts of odd things, and after two minutes with Kaitlyn would usually let them go for a very low price. And if they tried to screw her financially as well, she could always break their necks and take the items in question for free.
(OOC: Just in case anyone wants to have an "Oh f**king sh** I left my passport!" moment... in a heist movie, that's something the criminals would realize right about now.)
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Post by The Mammoth on May 20, 2008 20:28:02 GMT -5
((Boo hoo, another dead thread))
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Post by piñata on May 22, 2008 12:34:19 GMT -5
(Fionn and Jess kind of disappeared on us. Oh well... maybe we can get it started again at some point. )
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