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 Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2021 3:57 pm
"The Twin Spears of Old"
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Garret wiped a little blood away from his lips and pulled a few leaves from his hair. It wasn't exactly an elegant landing as the rubble and smoke of their once means of transport lay in the distance behind the duo. But desperate times called for desperate measures. He would see the Child turn towards him, commenting on how he got his wish and they would be walking back. While Garret could not lie in that he felt immensely more confident on the ground, he did know it would make this take longer unless they secured an alternative means of transport. He would give a mere shrug to her response. "While I prefer walking, it was regrettable to lose it. Though at least it was lost in a manner that took as many of those Grimm down with it," he would simply say, seeming to be happy with the latter part of it. The grimm his alias coincidentally matched had seemed to be from a large hive; if they had continued in the airship they may not have made it. So the fact they survived the gamble was fortunate for the pair, even if it left them on foot and a bit ruffled for their efforts. He would see her pick up her bag of supplies and comment on how they would be winging it from this point forward. He more so thought it in relation to the ship and what it held as an option more so than anything packed, and would check his own stuff as the Child would get ready. His spears, thankfully, were fine. His dust...not as much. He had used, and lost, a bit of it in the fighting and crashing of the airship. He still had more than enough, in his mind, given how rarely he used the resource. "That's fine; the best laid plans always go awry regardless. This shall just make our attack more unpredictable," he would add his two cents into having to wing things calmly.
As the sun set on this part of their journey, the Child would comment that they were only about an hour off from their destination and the cover of darkness should aid them. Garret would merely nod as he took in the information and set off behind her. At the very least, she was proving competent in adapting and continuing on. As well as having a good sense of direction to guide the duo. But Garret would remain silent on such things as he followed; taking the time to enjoy their "scenic route" to their destination. While still alert for possible Grimm or ambush, it was still nice to traverse such areas as the sun set. It would be about an hour later when they arrived at what was presumed their final destination; a building that seemed to resemble a small manor. 'Seems fitting enough,' he thought to himself silently. The darkness around helping to shroud them, though also making their own vision a bit obscured. Thankfully, the manor was well lit as were the vehicles traveling to it; making it stand out and be readily visible to them. He would also note that most vehicles would be taken away by valets, something that could perhaps be useful later on. She would comment that it seemed they were crashing a party, and could perhaps strike a few off from their list like this. "I do not believe I have crashed a party yet; this shall be interesting. Hopefully there will be plenty to go around, though it will also make it more complicated for any who are not our targets.' he would add; sounding interested at the idea though giving the obvious risk and caution their mission may need in regards to unwanted casualties. He would take a moment to continue to scan the area before looking to Blar. "So, how shall we proceed?" he would ask simply, curious how she intended to use this to their advantage. Knowing that while there were multiple targets, many would likely flee once battle started and be harder to catch afterwards if they managed to escape.
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Out Of Challenges: Let me know if I need to fix anything. 1 fire dust, 1 lightning, 2 heavy gravity. 1 earth, 1 wind.
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2021 7:47 am
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This was not good. Such a large party as Garret stated was going to be troublesome. At first Blair wasn’t too worried as she recognized most of the ones entering. ”Don’t think worrying about casualties will be a problem they are all scum one way or another. Mob. Theives. Slave trade...” She listed as she knew who they were, even if just by reputation. ”Sure I guess we sould say their spouses would be innocent but, eh, they did marry the sad lumps and trust me, they are well aware of where their fancy clothing comes from.” She meant both males and females. After all, it wasn’t alwasy the male running villainous plots in a relationship. There was finally a problem that showed up. Young tykes came out of the cars ranging from young kids to teenagers. ”s**t….” Of course she couldn’t have it easy. ”Kids….” Even if she had said what she did about the spouses, she was not one to just take a childs life. They were not born into such a life by choice and from personal experience she knew not all of them would grow to follow in their footsteps.
”I know the mission is supposed to be to take out these targets… but…. we may not be able to tonight. Too many potential casualties as you stated. I might be able to get one or another but…. recon might be best as a priority. I will sneak in, I will blend as a faunus. From here you can keep an eye out for any problems. They should have intel within computers inside. We may not get them today but, we can get more about where they might be later.”
Since it was her running the show she didn’t give him much of a chance to argue. Slipping away she quietly crept down to the mansion. Approaching from behind she made way to a catering van. Extra clothes were inside and within a few minutes, Garret would see her emerge dressed as a busboy or sorts, her black rabbit tail very evident. It did occur she could be recognized but it had been so long, perhaps they wouldn’t know her. Besides her hair was longer in the past. Either way, she just needed to avoid direct eye contact.
To keep in touch with Garret, they both had earpieces connected to each other scrolls, everything Blair heard, he could hear. Just incase a kill would be possible, she carried the knives concealed within her clothing but, the guns remained with Garret.
Grabbing a plate of appetizers she emerged from the kitchen and began to do her job as a servant, offering food to various people, her eyes observing the location of security.
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Location || Inside mansion
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OOC || Image is attire reference, she has glasses. Hair is similar to her own. (I dont have the time to draw all her outfits D: )
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2021 4:39 pm
"The Twin Spears of Old"
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As Garret mentioned things potentially becoming complicated, it seemed the Child did not see it so. In fact, the way she spoke next it seemed to only be for the better; it seemed all who were there were criminals in one way or another. 'And yet they all meet here, for a lavish party, with no worries of getting caught or answering for their crimes. I know the military rarely leaves the walls of Vale, but is it truly so easy and criminals so numerous?' he thought to himself silently. And that so many would find partners in crime, in a way, who were totally fine with it so long as it brought them wealth. 'How can a place such as Vale stand if there are so many like this?' he idly wondered; thinking how bad things may've been before so much had been lost to the Grimm. Or if this were uniquely occurring because of it instead. Questions he could not get answers to for now. Hearing such things did momentarily make him feel more resolved for what they were planning; not having to worry about casualties or others in the way would make things simpler. That was until Child mentioned kids. Looking himself, his vision not quite as sharp in identifying as Blair's, he could make out the smaller individuals who weren't likely to just be extremely short. That would complicate things. The Child seemed to adapt quickly; saying that they may not be able to do what they set out to tonight, save maybe a few, but they could gather information as to where to find them in future. Garret was a bit torn at that; and his designation as lookout; as it got darker, his sight wouldn't be the best to ascertain threat to her. Nor could he truly feed her much in the way of information if she knew all of the targets while he only knew the handful they set out for. Before he could respond or protest, she was already sneaking away.
'And she is gone. Great,' he thought to himself silently. They had the earpieces, so he could argue with her, but he instead just watched her progress as he thought on what to do. He doubted he would be able to see too much from where he was to give her warnings; outside of someone arriving and going inside. His view inside though would be limited to windows, which while bright, would make it hard to see and track individuals inside. After a little bit, he would see her emerge from a van while dressed as servant of some kind. It seemed that was her disguise and ticket in; giving Garret an idea himself. If he could procure a disguise, he could also get in. Though it wouldn't do any good if he disguised himself only to trail after Blair; that would be suspicious in and of itself. It was then that he remembered a function of the watch; it had all the targets they could pursue, even if the one they agreed on was the wolf faunus. Smiling, Garret would spend sometime studying it; if only to familiarize himself with faces. Once content with it, he would need to make a choice; try his best to watch from up here, and perhaps find something to aid in that....or relinquish/ sneak in his own weapons and get closer to the party. Relinquishing them would not be his ideal choice; he relied on that kind of weaponry too much, and he doubted he could pose as a bodyguard or something. However, he would find an opportunity presented to him: it seemed the janitor had stepped out for a moment from the back with their cleaning cart, presumably to dispose of some stuff in the trash before headed back in. Smiling, Garret would try to silently make his way down to him; thankful the person decided to take a smoking break rather than go back in immediately. Taking his chance, Garret would slam the shaft of his spear into the back of the man's head as the man crumpled to the ground, unconscious. Relieving him of his uniform, Garret would use a few things to bind and gag the guy before leaving him in the dumpster; making a note to remember to fish the guy out later after moving a few garbage bags above him. He had also noted, in doing so, that the guy had been some kind of wolf faunus judging by the ears he had. But his uniform cap would help Garret in hiding that feature. Reading the name on the uniform, it seems he had incapacitated a person named Johnson. Doing his best to remember that, and put on the new uniform, Garret would hide his spears amongst the mops and brooms of the cart as well as Blair's guns as a bit of insurance. Making special care to mask the color of his spears with an earth dust; coating them in a layer of dark brown wood. With all that said and done, Garret would wheel the cleaning cart back into the manor; on his own hunt for their targets.
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Out Of Challenges: Let me know if I need to fix anything. 1 fire dust, 1 lightning, 2 heavy gravity. 1 wind.
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2021 6:51 pm
 ↞ Villainous Estate ↠⊀ Busboy and Johnson ⊁ ┎⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┒ As Blair went about her disguise, it seemed all inside had bought it for now. Given how many guests there were and how busy everyone would be, it came by no surprise someone of her skill could slip in with it. Most of the people didn't give her more than a cursory glance to see what her task would be and move on to focus on their own. She would've briefly seen the head of the kitchen directing others of what to make, which table gets which, etc. Thankfully, Blair grabbing a plate of appetizers meant the head didn't give her a second thought as she was already doing her job. As Blair emerged from the kitchen, she would see what appeared to be a lavish party going on at the moment. The sound of voices filled the air; but it wasn't the yelling or stress of the kitchens she emerged from. Rather, it was of all the idle chatter going on amongst the guests waiting on their meals or munching on appetizers. She would find she would be quite busy as she emerged; many were famished or just wanted a snack to pass the time as she would be called to and fro. Thankfully there were plenty of others in similar attire to herself to also be called away. As she discreetly looked around, she would see more than a few camera's positioned out here; placed in strategic positions to try and cover as much ground as they could. Some of the cameras even rotated their views; perhaps more for aesthetic and cost so they would not have so many permanently set in one viewing angle. The rotations of them could, in theory, leave blind-spots she may be able to utilize if she chose to. She would note that outside a few key locations (kitchen, restroom area, and one set of stairs that seemed to lead up to a social room), many paths had a guard or two stationed by it. They were comprised of various faunus; wearing black glasses and seeming to have an earpiece along with a radio. From what she remembered of the house, what she desired was on the floor above. She could take a few staircases up, but the only one that was not guarded was to the social room above. The other, more direct and presumably less inhabited route, had a bear faunus guard with a rotating camera above him. Before she could go to act, however, she would find an arm snag itself around her waist as she was pulled to a table. Whatever her reaction may be, she would notice the owner of the arm had an iron-like grip; and following it, she would see it belonged to what she may guess to be a shark faunus given how many teeth were in the tall man's maw. "Ah waitress, thank you for so conveniently arriving. We've been waiting for ages for someone to come serve us and thought our table had been missed," he would say in a smug, self-assured way as she would hear snickers from the rest of the table; sporting faunus that were all aquatic in some way or form. His "companions" ranged from what seemed like an eel faunus to octopus to whale. "Oh perfect, you brought appetizers in apology as well. Thank you cotton ball; me and my boys here greatly appreciate it," he would say as he gave her a brief squeeze before his arm finally departed from Blair's waist; attempting to take her tray of appetizers with it, if allowed. "I'll give you a moment to take out somewhere to write it down; we are a big group and mighty hungry after all," he would say with another grin to show off his sharp teeth. Once/ if Blair seemed ready, they would give their orders to the kitchen for her. Or she could figure out a way out of dealing with them; how to proceed was up to her. ((Keep your cover, find your mark) ┕⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┙ OOC: Find a way to get to the computers
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2021 10:39 am
Garret’s disguise would work well for the time being. With the hat no one would think the wiser when it came to what race he was. Why would a human be here? Cockiness caused by false sense of security, they were above the law. Still it was surprising they were there in the first place. It seemed that Blair had been kept in the dark of just how many there were involved in the “group” she was forced to become a soldier for. Ah, if only they knew one of their creations was coming to start pulling the plug.
Janitor Garret was allowed to wonder the halls, but any attempt to make it near the party would lead him away. He was janitor, not a busboy or a guest, they couldn’t let one liek himself mingle with the crowds. He had a job to keep things clean, a job he would soon find he was going to have to peform wither he liked it or not.
From a distance a guard came towards Garret in a rush, huffing out, it could seem like he was coming at the man but no, he just needed the janitor. ”We need a clean up. One of the…. kids got into the booze and… the bathroom is a mess…” He would wave the janitor to follow taking him to one of the bathrooms on the first floor. What would Garret do? He was only with just one guard, would he dare take him? Or play the role of obedient janitor?
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2021 10:49 am
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Although she was mingling and surrounded by various tables and groups of people, her eyes were taking in every detail. Rotating cameras were hard to miss. Their existence gave her two indications: it was for show, or, there was someone behind watching everything. Guards at every staircase also made it clear the upstairs was not for anyone. Was there a way to get up there? Knowing these types of parties, they were probably for… certain uninterrupted moments of fun. She also knew houses like this had a tendency to have more than one way to get to the other floor. Secret entrances to hide from the authorities travel without restriction. This she all assumed based on the way her own father had established his house.
As much as she wanted to continue gathering information she was stopped at a table, the manner in which she was addressed made her skin crawl underneath. Were it any other situation she would have a heel in the man’s face but she had to play a role and so she would act the part. A shy gaze drifted from his as she let the appetizer dish rest on the table as his hand removed itself from her waist. ”My deepest apologies. We a-are… a little understaffed…” She stated shyly with a soft polite smile as she raised a hand to brush hair behind her ear. Blair decided to play the role of the shy and cute waitress. These types would probably eat it up. ”Wh-which of the dishes will you a-all be ha-having tonight?” She asked with secret intention of getting away as soon as possible but it occurred to her that maybe they could help with her problem.
”are you close to the host?” She questioned her voice still faking a shy humility to it. It would seem like nothing more than casual waitress small talk.
Equipment:
Two foot long daggers
Scroll.
Earpiece
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Post Count || 86 (Locked)
Location || Inside mansion
With || So many people
OOC || Image is attire reference, she has glasses. Hair is similar to her own. (I dont have the time to draw all her outfits D: )
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Posted: Tue Apr 06, 2021 8:43 pm
↞ Villainous Estate ↠⊀ Busboy and Johnson ⊁ ┎⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┒ Blair's acting would seem to work well; the shy and cute waitress was something they expected, and liked, as they felt important. Her apology was also believed; they had no reason to suspect someone on staff here would have the gall or spine to do otherwise. While none of them made a vocal comment about the apology, she could easily tell it satisfied them. As she brushed some hair behind her ear, she would notice the eel faunus seem to get a slightly dreamy look as some sparks flew from him before he broke out of the daze and stopped it. As she asked what they wanted to eat, she would get a variety of seafood and meat based dishes; aside from the whale faunus at least. Maybe there was a reason no one came here...they seemed to be very big eaters; not to mention how they acted. From her position, Blair would notice many of the other servants seemed to get similar or even worse treatment at times. Clearly this was not a job to be envious of; maybe not even a voluntary one. As she would ask her next question, the shark would eat it right up. "Me and him? We go way back; you could say we were almost partners once upon a time. I'm surprised no one told you this; our word is highly valued- wait I see what you are doing. You want me to put a good word in to him don't you? You don't have to be coy about it cotton tail; get our order right and fast and i'll make sure he knows how well, or poorly, you did it. What is your name anyway? So I know who to ask for when we need anything, He would go on a for a bit, clearly a bit lost in his ego before thinking he figured out why he was asked that; ending his part of the conversation with a sinister and tooth-filled smile. Thankfully for Blair, he had no reason to suspect anything other than that. As soon as she answered, she would be free to go with their order; and new information on a possible way to where she wanted to go. ((Keep your cover, find your mark) ┕⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┙ OOC: Find a way to get to the computers
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Posted: Thu Apr 08, 2021 2:33 pm
"The Twin Spears of Old"
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Unfortunately for Garret's disguise, it was far more limited than that of Blair. While her busboy/servant attire allowed her to the actual guests, he had no such luck. In retrospect, he probably should've expected such; you rarely see a janitor during a party, only after once the guests are gone. 'I need a new disguise or an opportunity,' he thought silently to himself. The one boon to his current disguise was that he was essentially invisible for the time being; lest someone recognize the name tag or have need of him. Hardly a glamorous or warrior way, but this was the only sure-fire way into the party. It was still surprising to hear more so than see so many guests inside; it was almost a small army, even if he was sure many were unarmed. If everyone of them at least had one bodyguard, completing their initial mission would be difficult. 'Though it would still be more invited than this,' he thought to himself, mostly not serious as he knew when odds were too stacked against him. On the bright side, while not being allowed into the party, he was allowed in the hallways nearby and circling it. Perhaps one of these paths could lead him somewhere with more opportunity. It would be difficult though; he noted the various guards and camera's all around. He was beginning to think Blair was right in intending him to stay up on the hill, not that it would make him back out now. He was committed.
Unfortunately, his commitment would be put to the test soon after. Garret would see a guard rushing to him, and his first instinct was to try and reach for his spears to defend himself. Holding back though, just in case, his restraint would prove beneficial as he noticed the person had no weapons. 'If they had found me out, they would not approach me weaponless,' he thought to himself. The guy was also clearly winded; more so likely he had been seeking a janitor, and found him. As he began to speak, with Garret keeping a passive expression to his face, he would internally sigh at what the guard relayed to him. 'It seems my dedication is to be tested...how I wish it were as simple as launching an attack now,' he thought with an unchanging expression. Garret would nod to the man and follow after him; internally debating in his head what to do. The man had a guard outfit which would afford him more access to the place; the only issue would be what he would do to hide the body if he went for this. There was no convenient dumpster inside that could house a whole person, and he would need a spot to change. There was a high chance that line would get him caught and jeopardize things. On the other hand, he could play his role; clean the disgusting mess the teen had made. Mind uncertain, he would leave it for when he got there to decide as he followed the guard to the first floor bathroom.
Even before they reached it, the smell was enough to tell Garret it was bad. It almost felt like a toxic fume as Garret made certain to breathe from his mouth for the time being. Anyone who wanted to enter the bathroom would be sticking clear of it for as long as it remained so, or so Garret guessed. Studying from the guard from behind for a moment, Garret sighed heavily. The guard was much shorter than Garret, so even if he knocked him out the clothes would not fit well. He doubted such a disguise would be passable. Taking a deep breath, Garret braced himself as he entered this latrine and assumed the role of janitor be grudgingly; making sure to remind himself Aurtrox owed him big time.
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Out Of Challenges: Let me know if I need to fix anything. 1 fire dust, 1 lightning, 2 heavy gravity. 1 wind.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2021 1:40 am
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Behind her “shy” demeanor she was eating up all the body language everyone on the table was giving her, in particular the eel faunus. Her gaze lingered on his for a second before fluttering away shyly with an equally shy yet attractive smile as if to portray she found him cute. In all honesty, she didn’t, well she could find some would find him appealing but such matters were never something that weighed heavily on her mind. Her attention was stolen by the Shark faunus as he admitted to going “way back” with her main target. If only they knew she too had gone way back. Oh, if only they were aware of who she was, or rather, whos daughter she was. It seemed though no one was really talking about the demise of her father along with the other head members of this sad excuse for a group. Fall out? That would explain why she had wrongly thought she had killed them all. Oh well, it was to be expected there would always be someone or something that slipped through the cracks.
”Oh that is fascinating! I…” She bit on her lower lip coyly as she looked to the area. ”I’ll get in trouble if I chat too much while no on break.” Blair explained as if she were getting “dirty eyes” from her “boss”. All an act. Small hints to hopefully get their attention, especially to those who were showing themselves quite interested in her. ”I should go get your food.” She bowed ever so politely her head before sliding away from the table.
If she wanted to get upstairs, her best bet was being taken. Those close to the owner of the house were the best options. Security was likely to ignore them, or let them wander to places for quiet fun. It was not uncommon for a few to want to get a quiet moment to escape the large crowds.
If nothing stopped her along the way she would go to the kitchen, inform the staff of the orders and wait so she could return to the table. Her mind constantly plotting her next move.
Equipment:
Two foot long daggers
Scroll.
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Post Count || 86 (Locked)
Location || Inside mansion
With || So many people
OOC || Image is attire reference, she has glasses. Hair is similar to her own. (I dont have the time to draw all her outfits D: )
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2021 1:46 am
The guard looked at the disguised Garret, his eyes rolling as he tried his best not to gag. ”Used to such smells I guess…?” He tried to joke referring to Faunus heightened senses. Such smells were more potent to them. He figured Garrett’s reduced gag reflection was a result of being used to this type of work. It made sense, after all why would he dare thing some human was in the middle of this fold? Any human would be slaughtered on sight. Tortured for fun. It was not unheard of for some faunus extremists to kidnapp and enslave humans for a bit of betting fun, an underground fighting ring just, humans instead of chickens.
”Hurry up man! Or are you enjoying the view?” He gagged a bit as he breathed deeply through his nose. Oh his wolf senses were a pain in these moments. ”Make it fast!”
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2021 5:58 am
 ↞ Villainous Estate ↠⊀ Busboy and Johnson ⊁ ┎⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┒ Her subtle body language and words were working to her advantage. The eel faunus, seeing her eyes flutter away shyly and her shy smile, had thought she was entirely into him. His posture noticeably straightened as he too had a soft smile on his lips as he kept his gaze to her, not being quite so shy now. The others, the whale and octopus faunus, did not seem as enamored as the shark or eel but they did not seem suspicious of her either. Her façade probably just wasn't their type, or they may be taken already; or food may just be more a priority in their minds. It was hard to say. As she responded to the shark, none of them saw through her deception. Her biting her lips, and coy look around, helped to sell her story. The shark only smiled wide though when she said she would get in trouble if she chatted too much. "I'm sure we can come to an understanding with your boss about getting an early break," was all he would say as he flashed a toothy smile to her. Assuming she got their order right and fast to the table, he intended to spend some more time with her. It was unfortunate he couldn't get her name yet, but he could wait till later. If things went his way, there would be Plenty of time for that. Blair would notice the eel seemed jealous of the shark as well. As she said she would go get their food, he would give a polite nod and turn his attention back to "the boys". As Blair left she would hear would just barely hear mention of some work they would have to do about some meddlesome humans. As Blair made it back to the kitchens, she would not be stopped. Having an empty tray made her much less likely to get picked out. However, once inside the kitchen it was a different issue. The head of kitchen staff there was still giving order, and Blair could see a long line of orders as people scrambled about. While she would be able to submit her target's orders, she would find herself quickly singled out to deliver food to some tables as well; being given the typical two tables worth of plates to carry by hand as waiters were often forced to. Along with being given a serving stand for when she got to the tables. No one seemed to question her identity or anything though; she was just another helping hand on a busy night so for now no one was looking too closely. When it calmed down later perhaps, but for the time being it was calm. She would need to be swift, and balance this well, if she wanted to be back in time to take her target's food to the table. ((Keep your cover, find your mark) ┕⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯☀⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯┙ OOC: Find a way to get to the computers
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Posted: Thu May 06, 2021 6:20 am
"The Twin Spears of Old"
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As the man tried to initiate casual conversation, Garret would look to him with a grimace. Part playing his role and part truthful given how foul the odor was. "You never get used to such smells, only learn how to focus on other things to distract yourself from it. Though this smell is not an easy one to do so with," he would admit openly to the guy. Garret was also fortunate he was not a faunus, or it would have been much much worse a scent to deal with. 'One advantage to a lack of heightened senses...can I perhaps use this to my advantage later,' he pondered quietly. Scent, sound and vision were all usually heightened for faunus; if he got the opportunity later he could perhaps exploit such things to stun or slow opponents once things got messy. For now though he had an entirely different kind of mess to deal with. As they entered, the guard would change tone. Telling him to hurry up unless he enjoyed the smell, and to clean fast. "Unfortunately...this is a mess that cannot be cleaned so easily. You may want to stand outside for the time being; for your noses sake and to ward away others," Garret would say to the guard. He vaguely remembered people using markers of a kind to warn people an area was being cleaned but if the guy wanted him to do things fast he figured he could use him for the role and skip that step. Sighing to himself, Garret got to work on cleaning the mess.
Fast forward a bit, and you would find the bathroom...while not spotless, in better shape than it was earlier at the very least. It took a decent amount of mopping, scrubbing, and chemicals to clean the mess left by whatever b*****d got sick. Garret wiped some sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand once done, glad it was finally over. Though the noxious odor was now replaced with a strong cleaning solution one; one that probably wouldn't be pleasant to any faunus but at least it was a clean smell versus a vile one. Putting the cleaning tools in their places, after cleaning them, Garret would wash his hands at the sink. 'I just need to play the role for a little longer,' he thought quietly to himself. This...embarrassment and charade would end and he would be back to his usual self; one that was servant to no one else. Going to the door, he would push it open with the cart. If the guard was still there, he would speak. "The task is done. It shall smell of chemicals for a time, but it is at least better than the former odor. Shall that be all?" Garret would state his completed task and ask if there was another. He really hoped there was not, though if there were he could perhaps use this guard. "And thank you for acting as a ward; it allowed me to get to the mess quicker rather than having to set up a warding barrier," Garret would say to the guard, figuring it couldn't hurt to make him feel appreciated.
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Out Of Challenges: Let me know if I need to fix anything. 1 fire dust, 1 lightning, 2 heavy gravity. 1 wind.
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Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2021 3:10 am
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It seemed she still had it, the ability to toy with the heart. Perhaps there were some things she had indeed learned from Hades, not that she would ever admit it, not yet anyways. There was a tinge of satisfaction whenever she managed to fool certain minds with such ease. Of course it didn’t bother her, not everyone fell for her little portrayal, it was not for everyone and it just helped keep it a little more real. If she came off too strong, attracting too much attention then it could end up biting her in the butt. She did not need a whole table fighting for her attention, one or two was plenty to help get her what she needed.
The moment Blair entered the kitchen she knew things were not going to go as easily as she would have hoped. Orders were spewed quickly, chaos worthy of a busy kitchen. Luckily she was quite skilled and could pick up on things with ease. This was nothing compared to having a certain someone yelling into her earpiece.
Taking the plates she scurried off to take the food to their designated tables after giving the order of the one with the two swooning idiots. Despite being a fast learner she still looked a bit out of her element, which hopefully would help work in her favor. She couldn’t be too efficient or else she risked ruining her little shy and slightly hesitant girl routine.
After a little while, she was finally given the dishes for the other table. Approaching the group once more she smiled softly. “H-hi…” she stuttered in greeting as she began to distribute the meals in accordance with what each had ordered. “I-is there anything else, before I-I head onto a small break?” Her eyes drifted off to the shark and to the eel before looking away shyly.
Hopefully one of them may take the hint. She needed access elsewhere… and one of them could clearly get her there.
Equipment:
Two foot long daggers
Scroll.
Earpiece
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Post Count || 86 (Locked)
Location || Inside mansion
With || So many people
OOC || Image is attire reference, she has glasses. Hair is similar to her own. (I dont have the time to draw all her outfits D: )
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