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| Prom Night Mischiefs; Fisher and Louisa go on a little thieving mission | |
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| Nolone | Sep 9 2012, 02:05 AM Post #1 |
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(Takes place during Prom, around the time when the Prom King and Queen are being crowned) The plan was set. The time was right. All that was left was the execution. Fisher and Louisa had gone over the plan together before they had set out. The plan was to wait until everyone was at the crowning ceremony. Then sneak into the girl's dorms, find Anya's dorm room, and steal back the batten staff she had stolen. If they were discovered by a teacher or other classmates, They had discussed several options of action. One, Louisa was getting another pair of shoes because her heels were starting to hurt her feet. Two, Louisa could always hide them with her powers. Or three, they could play as a pair of lovesick teens up to no good. Fisher hoped that it wouldn't come to that, he was flushed just thinking about it. Fisher looked over at Louisa with a soft smile. He was so happy she had agreed to help him retrieve his weapon. It would be a lot easier with her help, and he would avoid awkward questions about being in the girl's dorms with her by his side. " Thank you for helping me, " he said softly giving her hand a slight squeeze as they approached the dorms. He took a deep breath " Are you ready? " |
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| LimeyBlue | Sep 9 2012, 01:44 PM Post #2 |
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"Always", Louisa replied, squeezing his hand back. Her shoes were in her other hand, firstly because it would be quieter and faster to walk without them, and secondly because they really had been starting to hurt her feet. There'd probably be blisters in the morning. She grimaced slightly at the thought. As they entered the corridor, lined with deserted dorms, the Mission Impossible theme swept into Louisa's head unannounced and started playing out. A few bars in, and they had reached Anya's dorm room. Louisa'd not properly visited the other before, but she'd seen her entering and exiting the room. The tune died down sadly, as Louisa tested the door. Locked. Damn. "You got a hairpin on you?" She said it without thinking, and mentally cringed. That was something you'd ask a girl! |
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| Nolone | Sep 10 2012, 11:21 PM Post #3 |
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" Sorry, I don't think I have anything that could be used to pick the lock, " Fisher said looking towards the door with a furled brow. " We could always go to your dorm room and see if we can find something to use, or I could always kick down the door… " Either plan was fine by him. Going to Louisa's room would give him a chance to look around and find out what she liked. However, kicking in Anya's door would add a nice touch of revenge. |
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| LimeyBlue | Sep 11 2012, 04:03 PM Post #4 |
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Louisa stood back, examining the door. Honestly she didn't like the idea of unnecessary violence, not to mention she'd spoken with Anya before and she didn't want to leave the girl with serious damage. She didn't want any SIN teachers or Elite on her back for damaging school property either. So, no kicking doors down tonight. "My room, I should have something there." She turned and hurried down the corridor. Thankfully her dorm was just nearby, and Louisa quickly unlocked it and slid in, leaving the door open for Fisher. She promptly started tidying up her part of the dorm, apologising for the mess and shoving various abandoned clothes out of sight. The bed was left alone, her laptop sitting quietly there. |
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| Nolone | Sep 14 2012, 03:31 PM Post #5 |
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Fisher followed without question, feeling a little disheartened about not being able to kick in the door. However, seeing Louise's room would be a nice treat. He followed her into her dorm room and gently closed the door behind him, not wanting anyone to see what they were up to. " Its okay, Aidric's room is a lot worse. " Fisher said with a reassuring smile as he watched her work. He looked around taking in the room. His eyes fell on the laptop on the bed, before shifting around to look at the other items within the room. |
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| LimeyBlue | Sep 17 2012, 02:42 PM Post #6 |
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After everything was mildly sorted, Louisa started shuffling through a drawer in her bedside table. Eventually, she drew forth a pack of hair-pin, shiny and unopened, and what had once been a paper-clip but had had been folded into so many different shapes that it had been reduced to a metal wobble. "Okay. I got lock-picking tools." She glanced momentarily at the other two beds, and back at Fisher. "Anything on that side of the room is my dorm-mates'. We have an unsigned pact not to touch anything. Unfortunately that doesn't count with non dorm-mates." Louisa grimaced slightly, remembering all the times she'd come back to find her things had 'disappeared'. |
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| Nolone | Sep 21 2012, 08:15 PM Post #7 |
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"So other students have gone through your things?” Fisher said looking at her sympathetically, “Should we go retrieve your items along with my staff?" He had no problem with helping her out, seeing she was helping him, and really they were already breaking into one persons room, what was a few more? He glanced around the room, or did she have something else in mind? |
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| LimeyBlue | Sep 23 2012, 03:49 PM Post #8 |
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"Oh no, I'm fine." Louisa grinned optimistically. "Looks like all my stuff's here." Her laptop promptly pinged. Raising an eyebrow, she hopped on her bed and opened it up, scanning over the screen for a moment, then shut the laptop. "Hm. Guess not. Got an 'anonymous tip' that some science work's been removed. Outside." A glance out of the window proved that a book had in fact been deposited on a dustbin in the alleyway below. Louisa sighed. "It's not going to rain tonight. Means I can deal with it in the morning." |
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| Nolone | Sep 30 2012, 03:43 PM Post #9 |
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" Are you sure?” Fisher said looking out the window down at the book "We can run down and grab it later." he personally didn't want to get sidetracked too badly. It was only a matter of time before someone noticed them, and he'd rather have his staff in hand if that happened. |
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| LimeyBlue | Oct 3 2012, 01:57 PM Post #10 |
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"Hmmm...okay. But let's get your staff first." Priorities mattered when given a certain amount of time to carry them out. Checking her lock-picking 'equipment' once more, Louisa hurried out of her dorm-room, allowed Fisher to exit before her, then locked it behind them. "Now then. For Justice~" And she headed back toward Anya's dorm, the MI theme back on full blast. |
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| Nolone | Oct 9 2012, 07:33 PM Post #11 |
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Fisher followed his date down the hall without a word, until they reached their destination, Anya's dorm room door. " I hope you're good with those things," Fisher said nervously, standing guard, hoping that no one would come down the hallway before they got the door open. |
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| LimeyBlue | Oct 11 2012, 03:25 PM Post #12 |
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Louisa shrugged slightly, checking the lock. It looked like the bog standard key-pattern-twist. She was hardly an expert, but knew how to fiddle. Pulling out a hairpin and the ex-paperclip, she slotted one, and then the other in, and started to jiggle. "This may take a moment", she mumbled. The pin slid around the metal twig, and something within the lock was shifted. Louisa tested the handle briefly, but the lock wasn't fully broken. It took some more wiggling before the door clicked and could be opened. "Success", Louisa hissed, doing a small victorious arm-pump and grinning at Fisher. She was a bit nervous about stepping on forbidden ground, but she was excited about it too. |
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| Nolone | Oct 16 2012, 12:31 AM Post #13 |
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Fisher smiled back at her, as he moved forward to push the door open. He looked into the room taking in everything, before he entered tentatively, leaving the door open for Louisa to follow. The room is a mess. Clothing and various objects were scattered across the floor. He was pretty sure most of the clutter had to be from Anya's roommate. He couldn't picture the girl being a slob of any kind. She was so perfect after all. " Okay, I don't know where she may have put it, so keep your eyes open. " Fisher whispered as he inched his way around the room. " If it's extended, it's about 5 feet long, thicker in the middle, thinner at either end, if it's compacted it's about 18 inches long. " He inched his way around Anya's bed " oh, and it's gunmetal black. " He added as an afterthought. |
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| LimeyBlue | Oct 20 2012, 02:54 PM Post #14 |
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As Louisa crept in behind Fisher, her initial reaction was, "Whoa did a bomb go off in here?" She peered round, nudging dropped clothes aside with a foot. "Guess this is her roommate's stuff", she murmured, unknowingly voicing Fisher's thoughts. She was sharing similar thoughts to him, as well as oddly snide comments on Elite tidiness these days. "Okay. Black, 5 feet or 18 inches. Gotcha." Continuing her search through the objects, Louisa ducked down to look under the bed. Dark and seriously dusty. Yikes. After a scrabble underneath proved her arm-reach was too short, she turned and let her tail drag around in the darkness. Nothing still. Sighing, and feeling a tang of dismay, Louisa looked over to Fisher and shrugged helplessly. |
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| Nolone | Nov 10 2012, 11:44 PM Post #15 |
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“It's okay, I knew it wasn't going to be easy to find it.” Fisher muttered, “knowing Anya she probably has it hidden super well. " Fisher made his way over to Anya's dresser and started to open the drawers one by one, searching each quickly. He paused then turned around, a pair of Anya's underwear suspended between his fingers. " How much do you think Hector would pay to get his hands on these? " he said smirking. |
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