"Orphanage?" Reaper chuckled. "Banks work a bit differently Unity." She turned on the autopilot and turned to face the other two.
"Alright, plan's simple: walk in, pull out the guns, shoot security. Don't give them a chance to draw on you, just shoot them first. Once they're down everyone else will cooperate. Ensure the alarms go off so the cops will be on their way."
She stood up and walked back into the cargo bay. She checked over her gear to make sure everything was in place.
"We'll all wear black jackets, pants, and masks over our regular clothes... we'll have to stop and pick those up. Don't worry, I'll pay for it since this is my plan."
She walked back to the cockpit to check fo a nearby clothing store.
"Find the manager, get him to give you the code to the vault. If he won't... cut off his finger. The pinkie works best. He doesn't get paid enough to stay quiet after that. We grab the money, by that point the cops will probably be storming the building. Ditch the black clothes in the vault, blend in with the hostages, and walk right out with the money. While the cops call in more people to set up road blocks and figure out where we went, we'll already be moving in on the objective."
She sighed and leaned back in her chair.
"Hopefully, this will go better than the last robbery I was involved in."
Kiera scratched her head as Reaper finished the briefing
- You know it wouldn't have hurt to try to find out how the bank looks like from the inside? And these are Kusarians, they are freaking martial artists! What if they get close? - she crossed her arms and started to grin again - If they catch us I will say you corrupted me and forced me to do things for you
- If he doesn't break under your finger plan, I'll happily blast his femur
"Well, honestly I would love if we didn't have to wing this put we don't exactly have time for research and planning... as for the guards... they're minimum wage. I highly doubt they know martial arts."
She turned the ship and landed it near the bank. She shut the engines down and sighed again before turning back to the other two.
"We neeed a clothing store or something first. We can work out the kinks in the plan while we do that."
"Alright, I've got my stuff ready. Tariq, Nola-.. Uh."
CW stopped a moment to look around, noticing that Noland Grey was no where to be found.
"Right well, someone find Noland so we can get out of here. Tariq, I'm gonna start the engine and then we'll be ready to roll."
The agent walked over to their startracker, stepping foot into the death trap. He punched in the activation code for the ship, readying it's engines for flight.
tick... tick... tick...
CW turned his head for a moment, listening to a slight ticking. He followed the noise to the rear of the startracker, looking around at the empty seats where Noland and Tariq would be sitting. When all of the sudden, something caught his eye. Under one of the seats lied Noland's duffle bag. He reached over and brought it out to the open, taking a seat and beginning to examine the contents. Upon seeing the device that Noland had left, the agent let out a slight chuckle as the clock ticked...
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The ground shook for a moment, as the explosion sent ship parts flying and agents scattering from the scene. The air was thick with smoke, confusion filling the minds of any whom were present. The smoke from the wreckage soon disappeared, the small fires on debris dying down.
"Guys! Over here!"
A group of confused agents ran over to where a man was shouting for attention.
"It looks like CW!"
A man lied against a rock, with a long piece of metal from the ship crippling his legs and abdominal. The group of agents identified him as CW. His face was scorched, his body mutilated by fire and debris, he appeared to be dead but then surprised them with a slight mumbling.
"Noland... It... It wa-... him... "
The group listened in on the dying agent's last few words, some trying to comfort him. He coughed a bit and chuckled at his last thought.
"Hadn't... even le-... left site... an-... already... d-... dead... Heh."
The agent whom lead battles in the Sigmas, threatened Rheinland and the Omegas with a blade at their throat, hailed Gothera as king, and even managed to make traders hail gothera as king //(true story), was no more.