Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20161008203617/@comment-26130256-20170303071746

"The vault doors can't possibly be that thick, so ten or twelve should be sufficient for our purposes," Azzie rummaged through his bag for more chocolate. "But I've never said no to more thermite on a job."

"My concern is if you can phase out the Box, Stella," Brine added, an extra layer of sincerity making its way through the voice-distortion. "I don't have the exact equations in front of me, but thermite takes time to work, and if the alarm's tripped, that might be time you don't have.  But if we leave the Box behind, then it's all for nothing, the Realm disappears the box to parts unknown, and Master has every encrypted computer system in the world at his fingertips." A noise that resembled a swallow issued from Azulius's Scroll before the mastermind continued.

"I can afford a few boxes of thermite.  A whole mountain of the stuff.  And if somebody were to suffer some severe Aura strain from phasing everyone out, I can pay for your stay in the hospital.  One of the good hospitals, even.  But Master getting ahold of that theorem?  That I cannot afford.  The whole world can't afford that."

"We'll burn it, then," the magician interrupted, as if waking up from a dream.

"Excuse me?"

"That's our nuclear option, Brine," Azzie rose to his feet, a Schneekers bar hanging out of the side of his mouth like a cigar. "I'll bring a burner box in my gear for the heist.  We get to the box, first thing I do after taking pictures is strap the burner on.  If it looks like we won't get the Box out with us, I'll turn the thing into ashes."

"You would take the single most important development in  cryptographic   mathematics in the last thirty years, and destroy it with a button push?"

"Well..." Azulius paused as he tried to formulate an answer. He had just volunteered for a serious responsibility, but was he really ready for it?