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westwhere2021-04-17 01:27 pm
groundrules) wrote in westwhere2021-04-17 01:27 pm
earn that coin
| MAKING MONEY LIKE A MINT |
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| • It's go time for the world's shoddiest heist! • Resources: bank map + general description of the bank, security and curse bustle. • The full recap of IC plans is here, but to sum up: Mingyu and Winnie will procure the map from Haltham's connections. Wei Wuxian's paper man magic will confirm the findings and supply reconnaissance for the curse password on the day. Su Xunxian and Beitang Moran will distract security. Five and Mina will teleport into the vaults and loot. Catra and Rachel will provide muscle back-up. • Having heard word of Mingyu's request of a map to Haltham, the Merchant obliges Karsa to send along aura quartz pieces for the operation participants. These will give them access to an exclusive and fully private communication platform throughout the day of the heist. Use the channel for quickie communication between heist participants here. The channel is open to heist participants who are not physically in the bank. • Karsa's only message: If you must do it, do it well — Karsa. • The players of heistin' homies can OOCly vote on the loot options. The grand reveal of what these items are worth, do or amount to will take place later. • En... joy wrecking a local economy? Hooligans. |
LOOT OPTIONS
OPTION #1
• 75,000 in gold coins
• two gold bars (1 kg)
• 28 transparent, pale gems
• 17 dark blue gems
• five pink gems
• one emerald
• two rubies
• an apple, heavy gold
• a ceremonial dagger with signs of rusted or uncleansed blood
• a painting of two ladies, enjoying a picnic by the frozen seaside
• a pair of fine-haired gloves
• a map scroll
OPTION #2
• 60,000 in gold coins
• three gold bars at 1kg and one gold bar at 500g
• 19 transparent, pale gems
• 20 dark blue gems
• eight pink gems
• one ruby
• three emeralds
• a mirror, heavy silver
• an heirloom sword
• a chain of five golden keys
• an execution cloak, tattered
• a signet ring
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OPTION #2
However, I am voting for OPTION #2 because as Britt pointed out, a signet ring could prove incredibly useful depending on whose signet.
I, on the other hand, am fucking obsessed with who is putting an execution cloak in a safety deposit box like what the fuck. I need answers. Also interested in where those gold keys lead. So that's my vote.
Option #1
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Option 2
catch her trying to unlock every single door and chest she comes across
also she wants the mirror. "Mirror mirror in my hand, who's the fairest in the land..."
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Although that painting in #1 is just a hilarious thing to grab, so if that wins I'm very fine with it.
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Re: LOOT OPTIONS
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• 60,000 in gold coins
Sale value: 60,000, what its says on the tin!
• three gold bars at 1kg and one gold bar at 500g
Sale value: the 1kg bars go for 30,000 coins each in Sa-Hareth, with 15,000 for the 500g bar. That's a 45,000 total.
Note: Gold bars are universal, so you might get a different value in another citadel
• 19 transparent, pale gems
Sale value: around 300 a piece, for a 5,700 total.
Note: pale gems absorb thralls well — even better than quartz! — if you need something magic'd.
• 20 dark blue gems
Sale value: around 450 a piece, for a 9,000 total.
• eight pink gems
Sale value: roughly 700 a piece, for 5,600.
• one ruby
Sale value: 1,000.
• three emeralds
Sale value: 1,500 a piece, so a 4,500 total.
• a mirror, heavy silver
Sale value: 650 coins
Note: this will struggle to sell. Touched, the mirror feels cold, spreading. Those who hold on to it too long will experience very restless sleep. You could swear, almost, the mirror speaks to you, in tongues you don't yet understand.
• an heirloom sword
Sale value: 750
Note: a temple's ritual sword, of decent make. It was surrendered alongside the temple deed and previously used in exorcism rites. There are no spirits or merits attached to it, but it chops a mean steak?
• a chain of five golden keys
Sale value: 20
Note: a guard's forgotten house keys. Not true gold. Do the fellow a favour and return them, maybe. He's been looking for them.
• an execution cloak, tattered
Sale value: unsellable in Sa-Hareth.
Note: the scholar monk Asgeirr was far too successful in his duties of religious conversion when he arrived in Sa-Hareth. He championed love, equality, kindness and freedom — and earned himself public execution by royal decree, to popular discontent, when his and his numerous fresh acolytes' beliefs contradicted the local penchant for slavery. The party can learn this — and much more! — because Asgeirr's spirit is still bound to the cloak. He will appear now and then, wearing it, for a handful of moments at a time. His appearances will lengthen as he grows stronger with time, and he'll be more lengthily accessible to those who are dead or have a relationship with death — but regular people can see Asgeirr too. Have no fear! This freeloader doesn't eat.
• a signet ring
Sale value: 65.
Note: The ring is scratched, carved out of what the wise or the sensitive might come to feel is human bone. No further perceptible detail at this time.
COMMUNICATION CHANNEL
S.O.S and otherwise talk your hearts out, you dastardly thieves, you!
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[ What started as a simple concept grew exponentially once Five decided that he couldn't, in actuality, do everything himself. These people he was brought in with are still strangers to him, but there are at least some of them who seem to understand the urgency they're facing. All it took was one person to have a similar idea for him to latch on and make his simple proposal: he has the ability to get everything they need, all at once, with hardly any risk.
This group of theirs seems to be united enough in a common goal that their objections should be minimal. Regardless, he's expecting some resistance when he asks for help gathering them. If worse comes to worse, he can still manage on his own. Probably. That's what he tells himself when he teleports into the room where they're supposed to meet. Let's just get that out of the way now.
All they have to do is listen to him. ]
B: Tail...gate...
whataresportsmetaphors: near market / final meeting[ Five paces among the market stalls on his way, shoving his way through the masses. More people than he was expecting, but maybe that's fine. It's easier to disappear in a crowd. He tries to keep focused on the task ahead, but the conversation he had with the Merchant has a stubborn hold on his wayward thoughts. Not that it shook his confidence, but it did remind him of why he's doing this to begin with. The importance of his every move. Already he's thinking about what comes after, because this task is as good as done.
Though he regrets not eating more. Since those first days when he was completely spent, his powers have been working just as they always did, but having a little extra fuel would have helped. His fault for getting distracted and tying his stomach up in knots. It doesn't matter. He just wants to do this and move on.
When he arrives at the empty alley, he takes one glance around and is already annoyed. Despite coming early. Despite them having plenty of time before they agreed. He frowns and grumbles to no one: ]
Where are they?
C: Showtime: a perfectly executed plan / la rea
[ Empty cloth bags are stuffed in his jacket, though he's counting on taking several trips. Bringing an extra body along is going to be a tax on his system, but he doesn't mention that to anyone while standing just outside. They've agreed to a plan, and it's on him to execute it.
He straightens his jacket and takes one more glance at everyone, taking stock of where they are. Okay. In and out in ten minutes tops. Let's go. ]
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Enough that she wants to get back to that as soon as possible. Which means she'll have to work together with these strangers whom she otherwise couldn't care less about, that much is clear.
So when a bank robbery is suggested, she's on that like Entrapta on First Ones Tech. They need money and this is fastest way to get it, it's quite simple.
She shows up pretty on time, even, sauntering into the room where they decided to meet like she owns the place -- and doing a double take when she sees Five. ]
What are you doing here? Do you just get lost a lot?
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[Guess who's right on your heels, Catra?]
This young master here is going to be the central piece in our plan. Of course he needs to be here.
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The pipsqueak? How's he gonna help?
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[Moran is going to do just that.]
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But it's fine. He doesn't need the rest of them to do much. Just cooperate. Moran gives him the moment he needs to turn towards her, all business except for that strained smile. ]
Good to see you again. [ Really. He glances to Moran with a little appreciative nod. ] I'm here because I offered. And because I'm the only one of us who can get in and out without getting noticed.
So long as you can follow instructions.
[ He'll just wait for her to take a seat. ]
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Follow instructions. From you.
[ After staring incredulously, she throws her head back and laughs loudly, slapping a hand to her forehead. ]
That's hilarious! You seriously think you can tell me anything?
[ She bends forward slightly, hands on her hips, meeting Five's eyes. Her tail swishes back and forth, signalling alertness. ]
What experience do you even have with things like this?
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Because obviously he's going to have to give demonstrations before anyone will want to listen. ]
Like I said. [ He has plenty of experience telling people what to do. ] I'm doing the heavy lifting here. All I ask is a little backup to make sure we don't have any complications.
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Ohhh, you teleport.
What's your plan, though? You got one?
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Three teams. One to be our eyes inside, one to stay outside in a nearby location, and me. I go into the vault and take what we need, teleport back and forth to the outside where someone can guard it, and if there's any trouble... we deal with it.
[ Not mentioning the amount of energy that's going to take out of him, but he doesn't care. This is happening. -- He looks to Moran, since he's already discussed this with him. At least one of them seemed completely on board.
There are more details. Some recon that would make the whole thing easier on him, but that part won't concern the muscle. Which is what he's already deciding she is. ]
That's it in a nutshell.
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And you won't run out of juice in the middle of it?
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I'll be fine. [ He'll just have to rest beforehand. And if he ends up having to take out some guards, it won't be the first time. They're inconsequential.
He shrugs, offering no further elaboration. ]
Anyway. You'd be part of the team on the outside. That's probably easiest for you, right?
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And you're sure of that? According to this plan of yours, this whole thing stands and falls with you.
Also, you don't happen to be planning to make off with the coin all by yourself, do you?
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I'm sure. [ He holds in his temper, but he's still a little more forceful when he continues -- ] What choice do you have? They're looking for us. The sooner we get what we need, the sooner we can move on. We don't have time to come up with other options.
[ Or maybe he's just a control freak. Whatever. ]
I can't carry it all at once, and you could just as easily run off with it when I go back inside. Believe me, if I didn't need you, I wouldn't be asking.
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She straightens up, leans back on her heels a little, and musters him. ]
Alright then. Leave it to me; no one's laying a hand on that cash.
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And it really is a simple plan. ]
Good. [ He thinks on it a moment, then as he looks at her, he amends: ] At least try not to draw attention to yourself.
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I'll lead the team inside for distraction and keeping an eye on the situation. We need to make this quick an efficient. I would say thirty minutes as an absolute maximum.
B
Moran had to make sure to get his best robes out, a beautiful hairpin borrowed from one of the ladies at the brothel, his fan, and his attitude. And of course, his little crowds of hangers on to distract everyone on the ground floor of the bank while the rest of their operation is happening.
He did don a cape to hide all of this for now, but he will remove it once they start, just so he gets noticed before even stepping into the building. For now, it allows him to slip into the alleyway unnoticed.]
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He stops his pacing and rakes a hand through his hair as he looks up at him. No, he's not nervous. Anxious maybe. A little. Relying on other people is always... a pain in the ass, basically. ]
That's one. [ By way of greeting. ]
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It's still early. They'll be there soon.
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It's freezing out here. A small nod, and he reaches into his pocket to pull out the papers he ripped down this morning. Crude 'wanted' posters with poorly depicted faces of their little group, which he holds out for him like he's making a joke. ]
Just when I thought we got them all.
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[Have you met his doppleganger, Five? The whole thing is really funny to Moran.]
I'm guessing our escape from the jails and the mines was not very discreet.
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Well, you are supposed to be the distraction. [ He shrugs, and starts to work tearing the papers into shreds. ]
Just don't make it too easy for them.
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[And the people he's taking should be okay with improvising.]
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(How Five feels about that is another unknown.) ]
That doesn't involve getting caught. You're going to have to watch your own back.
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[You don't grow up in an Imperial Court without learning to have eyes behind your head at all times.]
If needed, we'll create a disturbance. Otherwise we'll simply exit after 25 to thirty minutes, unless we get a message not to.
b // for xiao xingchen
So here he is, a blind man on his arm, ear to the private network as he leads Xingchen from shop stall to shop stall. ]
Are you dressed warmly enough? [ he asks as they walk, patting Xingchen's arm. He wishes he was better at textile magic, but that was always Fox's specialty. As it is, they have to do it the old fashioned way. Layers, tight weaves. ] We can get you an extra coat if need be.
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It's nice to have company when he visits this place, even if all he gets out of it is conversation and not always new supplies. They're all stuck together; the least they can do is form some bonds.]
Oh, no, no, I'm fine. My Core keeps me warm enough. We needn't spend money on things we don't need.
[Food is more important, even if he's been fasting so as to save money for those who do need to eat regularly.
Are his fingers cold to the touch, though? Maybe.]
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Is there anything you do need? It's kind of you to come shopping with me. I'm not so accustomed to doing things alone.
[ ...not strictly true. More accurate to say he has missed not having to do things alone. But one phrasing requires more explanation, so. ]
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I'm sorry. It is not my intention to brag.
[But he goes quiet for a moment, thinking. He isn't in dire need of food, not when he's started fasting to save their funds for the others who do need to eat. His belongings have been returned to him, thankfully, so he does not feel vulnerable with his sword and whisk back in his possession. After living in squalor for the past couple years, Xingchen really can do without most things.
Then again.]
...On second thought, perhaps you're right. I've been reminded I stand out here. I suppose we all do, to an extent.
[So, you know, maybe a coat will do. For aesthetic.
What really gets Xingchen's attention is that little admission from Mingyu. Being alone, doing things alone, all of that carries with it some sort of loneliness. Xingchen knows.
...Xingchen knows.]
If I may, you're welcome to ask for this ge ge if you'd ever like company again.
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That gentle statement at the end catches Mingyu off guard and he nearly trips on his own feet, eyes going briefly wide.
It's warm.
Even in the bitter cold of Sa-Hareth, the kind, genuine offer lends him warmth. He gives Xiao Xingchen's arm a squeeze, tugging him ever so slightly closer. ]
I may just take you up on that. You're welcome to find me too, for anything.
Distraction Team, go!
He put on his blue robes, the ones that are dripping with silver embroidery, and he borrowed a hairpin from one of the girls at the brothel, one a bit more imposing than his usual fare. The young lady who's always so helpful also lent him a cape lined with fur, because it's cold, and he's carrying his fan as well.
He makes sure to stroll down the main street to the bank slowly, like he owns the place, clearly expecting other people to move ut of his way- and those who do not will get gently nudged to by the people accompanying him.
Once they get to the building and past the gate, he will stand in the open area while one of his entourage loudly announces Lord Yi's presence and that he needs to be attended to (and yes, he's using his nephew's name as an alias, don't ask).
Time to attract some eyes.]
((OOC : If you signed up to distract and/or keep an eye on things while the robbing team does its thing, here we go! And if you didn't sign up, feel free to join the fun anyway! There's room for people acting as a rich Lord's entourage, and bodyguards who get to look menacingly at people and tell them to back off.))
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Xunxian has warned the otherworlders, at least.
Probably. ]