Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20161008203617/@comment-26130256-20170122073930

"The only statement they were trying to make was, We're rich enough to pay the Harlequinns to steal the Popemobile," Azulius explained. "The older members of the Sinaloa family have some... interesting ideas about theology.  I didn't ask too many questions."

"It was actually a lead-up for another job," Brine added, "One of the Sinaloa lieutenants had gone rogue with a huge stash of product and money, and they wanted the Quinns to steal it back while they dealt with the traitor on the other side of town.  These were some high stakes, so they wanted a smaller job as proof we were more than just hype.  Louis, our captain, Tolouse , our mechanic, Casper , our resident sneak, and Nemo , who you already know pretty well, were there in person to negotiate, with me listening in."

"Louis and some of Sinaloa's bosses were haggling over what would be a worthy target for our job when one of the news stations reported that 'His Holiness'," Azulius motioned with air quotes, "would be visiting one of the major cathedrals in Atlas on his latest tour.  A cathedral that happened to sit atop a very recent, very modern parking garage.  One of the older Sinaloa, who looked more than a little senile, mentioned how much she wanted something like the Popemobile to ride around the mansion with.  And Louis just smiles and promises her the real McCoy.  You should have seen everyone's faces when he volunteered to steal that thing."

"So Mr. Sinaloa responded that if we could actually manage to steal the Popemobile," Brine chuckled, "he would pay us a few million for that heist, and throw in a bonus on stealing their rogue's stash.  I seriously considered strangling Louis for getting us into such a stupid situation, but things managed to work out in the end."

"Remember what I said about interesting theology?" Azulius smiled like a Cheshire cat, "Well, some of that family tried to tell us that the Swiss Guard was made up of some kind of immortal badasses.  That they got their name because when they were through with you, you'd have enough holes to resemble a block of cheese.  Which is kind of funny in hindsight, because during the actual heist..."

The magician looked up just in time to see Stella and Fritz phase into the bedroom. As the door was kicked shut, his face contorted between confusion and shock. Did she already find out about Coconut Samoa? Was she angry about the shopping trip? Or were they going to... enjoy each other's company... while he was still in the apartment?

"Erm, if you guys want me to leave, you only gotta ask..." he offered flatly.