Nathan Little
17th April, 17:05When Nate had signed up for this job he was under the impression it was going to be at night and they would sneak into the gallery, then take everything of value before leaving a message about their identities and disappearing before anyone even knew that they had been there. This sadly was not the case, when Thunderstruck had picked him up outside his office and flat out told him that
it was time he had secretly wanted to pull out of the whole thing.
"Speak for yourself why don't you. I'm doing this to feed my kids." He grinned and then went back to looking out the window. It's not like he had any children but didn't want to just be bad for the sake of it, he had a plan, career goals and a bottle of scotch to go home to at the end of the day. He scanned the car at the other people he had been grouped with and then audibly sighed and looked at Zeke.
"So am I the red shirt then?" He wondered if he would understand the reference. Honestly he was little more than fodder compared to the rest of them and really had to ask himself why anyone would have seen pairing him up with them as anything other than a big joke.
He followed them up to the entrance before taking a step back to observe the building.
"Seriously though, does anyone have a plan?" He could tell that Thunderstruck didn't by the way she was looking at them expectantly.
"How about you cover the back, Cyrus gets into security and stops any alarms that might trigger. I'll do the manual work and start moving pictures, I wish you parked closer but, fodder I get it. And Zeke you get to announce your here to hold everyone hostage. And make sure that people understand, you know, use excessive force then they won't try anything later." He looked at them and then to Carly.
"Guarding the back should be like a five minute job, just to make sure nobody runs. If he does his job then nobody would dare. After that you can go an terrorise hostage or help me." He wasn't really expecting that though.
"I'm going to go mingle, let me know if the plan changes." He shrugged and then wandered off into a group of tourists. Before slipping into the art gallery proper without paying admission.