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mission impossible theme goes here [CLOSED]
WHO: Saitou, Feliks, Aqua, Reki, Amelia, Madeline, and some hapless NPCs probably.
WHAT: The prison mission.
WHERE: A federal prison in ???.
WHEN: Forward dated to Saturday.
WARNING(S): None, yet; if we actually need a violence warning, this mission has just failed, but I'll update this. o/
Plans were set, preparations were made, and unforeseen circumstances were mercifully absent, and so early on Saturday morning, the telltale sound of the Blackbird taking flight could be heard on campus.
Final review of the battle plan was handled en route: they would split into two teams (one consisting of Saitou, Feliks and Aqua; one consisting of Reki, Amelia, and Madeline) inside. They had some intelligence on the basic layout of the prison, but with incomplete data and without a precise location, there was also no choice but to play some things by ear...
(Top-level comments for chatter on the flight over, and for the mission itself, are here for now. In a couple of days I'll add a top-level for the flight home and discussion of what they've learned - that thread will include the basic outcome of the mission if threading hasn't yet progressed that far!)
WHAT: The prison mission.
WHERE: A federal prison in ???.
WHEN: Forward dated to Saturday.
WARNING(S): None, yet; if we actually need a violence warning, this mission has just failed, but I'll update this. o/
Plans were set, preparations were made, and unforeseen circumstances were mercifully absent, and so early on Saturday morning, the telltale sound of the Blackbird taking flight could be heard on campus.
Final review of the battle plan was handled en route: they would split into two teams (one consisting of Saitou, Feliks and Aqua; one consisting of Reki, Amelia, and Madeline) inside. They had some intelligence on the basic layout of the prison, but with incomplete data and without a precise location, there was also no choice but to play some things by ear...
(Top-level comments for chatter on the flight over, and for the mission itself, are here for now. In a couple of days I'll add a top-level for the flight home and discussion of what they've learned - that thread will include the basic outcome of the mission if threading hasn't yet progressed that far!)
PRE-MISSION SHENANIGANS
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"I can become a guard if we need it but I don't have a uniform. So we should probably avoid that if we can."
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whenif things went south."Sounds great, ladies. And I can get us all on the ceiling if we need to."
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He knew he could work with Saitou -- they'd known each other for ages, and understood each other to an honestly pretty surprising degree considering how incredibly different they were from each other. He didn't know much about the other teammate, and sort of wished it had been Amelia, or Reki -- he didn't do well with strangers, but having the mission to focus on and Saitou there should make it fine, right?
Either way, he was probably the one of his group with the best powers for staying out of trouble, which was why he'd decided to spend as much of the trip as possible resting up -- if everything went according to plan, he'd have to use his power more than them. He was sprawled across a full three seats, dozing lightly, though he seemed to wake up every now and again, make light conversation, pore over uniform designs for a minute or two at a time, and go back to sleep.
MUTANT GEAR SOLID
/hums James Bond theme - Team Saitou - Aqua - Feliks
He brushed off his X-uniform one last time, straightening the little skirt on it, then transformed it into whatever they'd agreed was going to get them through the gates -- a guard's uniform, or a delivery service one. Either way, it was a big step down as far as fashion was concerned... but he supposed he had bigger concerns than fashion, for the evening.
With a flick of his hand that, honestly, was utterly unnecessary, he did the same for the other two, then handed them ID cards. They'd turn blank if he wasn't around -- all the better to keep the other side from seeing their faces more than necessary -- and were believably awful, the way ID photos always seemed to be. It might have been some kind of requirement of international law, for all Feliks knew. There were fake names on each one -- "Keita Tanaka" for Saitou, "Sarah Johnson" for Aqua, "Jordan Green" for himself. All unremarkable, but not John Smith-unremarkable, not remarkably unremarkable.
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"Everyone ready?"
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She mastered herself, took a deep breath, then nodded, hand closing as if around the Keyblade, but not actually summoning it.
Ven. Terra. Master. "Ready."
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"You know it. Let's get this show on the road!"
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(He was plenty nervous. If this went wrong, if his first command was an absolute disaster...)
(This definitely wasn't the time to think about that.)
"If anything goes wrong, remember that we're not here for a fight. Getting ourselves out is the first priority."
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She nodded when he spoke. "Sooner started, sooner done," was her only comment.
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There wasn't even a hint of nervousness in his posture as they headed towards the first checkpoint -- though his usual carefree, bubbly disposition was missing, too. He had his hair in a loose ponytail, a natural-toned, matte lipstick on to make his lips stand out less, a fake earring in -- little differences to draw himself away from his usual, somewhat hard to miss image. For now, he was just a blue-collar guy, somewhat bored with his work, going through the daily grind.
Walking in silence didn't seem really natural, given that -- not while they were walking up from the outside, not quite on duty yet. "So, Keita -- whatever happened with that girl? The waitress? She ever call you back?"
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"Not yet." Uh. Why would someone not call back - "I think she mentioned working a few doubles last week, though. She might've been too tired to bother."
He casually flashed his ID at the checkpoint, keeping his gaze directed at the other two rather than at the guards they were passing, as though he'd done this so many times it was automatic.
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As soon as she had flashed her badge, she snapped it closed and made like she was tucking it into a pocket that her illusion clothes had, but she did not. She palmed it instead and casually slid it into the top of her thigh highs. She didn't know if the ID would just vanish, or if she would need it again, but she certainly didn't want it falling to the ground when she put something more solid than she expected into an imaginary pocket. She also didn't fully know how his power worked, and it was best not to push it.
So sorry for the long wait! I was meeting every single person I know, and getting engaged ;;
"Man, too bad. Maybe she just thought you weren't that into her -- you get so awkward, I swear!"
He nodded slightly as their IDs got handed back, tucking it into his pocket. "Oh, thanks."
gosh ket, hdu have a love life...!! shakingmyhead
And Saitou had no doubt that was a deliberate move on Feliks' part, because if nothing else, it made the awkward flash of embarrassment coming from Saitou that much more convincing as he nodded to the gate guards and shoved his own ID into his pocket.
"I'm...not that bad."
I know, right? I'm pretty awful.
He took a couple of steps forward, but didn't say anything to urge the others to follow -- no need to seem in a rush, and his "character" probably wouldn't be that eager to get to work.
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She did not know how missions worked with this group, she would follow their lead. If they spoke to her, she would speak. She wanted to serve, and this was how she would do it. And she would keep them safe, if it came to that.
She buckled and strapped herself in with every buckle and strap that she could find, then called in her Keyblade again and rested it across her lap.
Just so long as she didn't have to jump out of the plane she would be fine. Right? She took a deep even breath. She had mastered this fear, she had passed her Mastery exam. She was Master Aqua of the Island of Departure, and the flight was not going to conquer her.
THE FLIGHT BACK