Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20151030063516/@comment-26130256-20160727081558

"Thank you," Brine nodded before continuing. "To answer Ravelyn's question, the cameras run on their own power system parallel to the lights and computers.  Problem is, each of the three systems is monitored be a multiple-redundancy monitoring grid.  If we just cut the power to the cameras, they will know about it and start asking questions.  We don't want that.  Our best bet is just like Nocte suggested.  Someone gets to the camera room, takes down the guard, then turns off the recording.  But even if the cameras are recording, so long as everyone has their mask on, you should be fine.  Just make sure that guard is in no position to sound the alarm.  Then you can start getting loot out of the building and to the drivers."

"And as for our sets of wheels," Azulius nodded and clapped his hands. Several spotlights in the warehouse turned on, illuminating Penina's Bullhead and several of Violet's vehicles.

"The warehouse is about three miles from here along the coast," Brine continued. "Speedboat's just outside.  Even though we're close by, the getaway drivers may need to take a more scenic route to shake any followers, though if things go according to plan, that won't be an issue."

"Fortunately, the warehouse is only a two-story affair, not counting the super-vault with the Box.  The west side has a dock for ships, so getting the boat up close won't be a concern.  The buildings outside the compound will all be empty at this hour, so getting the vans close won't be an issue at all.  And if we're really screwed, the Bullhead can land on the roof for extraction."

"Once the cams are down, our only real concerns are the guards and whatever alarms are hard-wired in.  And I will remind you once more about the fail-safe on the main vault.  Now, let's get a move on.  We have places to go and things to steal."

=
Minutes later, Azulius was standing on a fire escape overlooking Master's warehouse, George and Fritz standing next to him. According to the plan, Nocte and his team were next to the wall of the compound, ready to leap over once the signal was given. And their drivers were positioned around the perimiter, spotting guards until their real talents were needed.

"If you want to back out, that ship has sailed," Brine spoke into everyone's mask-comms. "We go in, we get that Box, then we steal as much as we can.  If we get the chance, let's pick this place clean and show Master just what he's dealing with.  Everyone ready?"

Azzie closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Brine was about to begin the mantra he always used before a job began. The job Azzie thought he had left behind. He put his "Nemo" mask on and repeated the words under his breath.

"Masks on.  Guns out.  Let's get rich."