Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130256-20151030063516/@comment-5426254-20151208000202

When everyone was handed their advance paycheques, neither George nor Violet were surprised by this point. They already had steady sources of income, with Violet living a double life as a corporate executive and gangleader, while George worked on contract with an arms manufacturer that had unethical means of gaining profit, as a field tester, and on occaision, a weapons designer.

A measly fifty thousand Lien meant nothing to them by this point. It was relatively meagre compared to their salaries. Besides, they were already motivated by this point thanks to the highly dangerous codebreaking algorithm.

And the massive on-site bonuses, albeit for different reasons. Violet wanted the riches to expand her wealth, while George simply wanted them to appease his superiors at Queenston Arms.

As the two nonchalantly stuffed the cheques inside their clothes with a snarky frown, the two waited until Brine spoke about the plan. But Violet had an interesting question to ask instead.

"Hey Brine, I suppose we need some disguises, right? What exactly do they look like, because I ain't too keen on wearing somethin' tacky like a garbageman outfit."

George shook his head at Violet's vanity, especially at a crucial mission like this...