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Jun 18, 2012 10:58AM
RP in the camp store!
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Lana took the front door, and waited for her half-brother to take the back door. "Start now!" she yelled. "And prepare for defeat!" She knew he thought he could beat her with that fancy key of his. She knew all about his key. Ha! she thought. I'll just break down this door faster than his fancy key.
((Yeah, so they split it fifty fifty, and then they both try to steal each other's shares from each other and so Lana steals Blake's share and Blake steals Lana's share and they end up with the same thing. that would be hilarious.))
((cool lets do it))
Lana glanced at the lock, and decided she wouldn't bother it. Blake was also a son of Hermes, so he was obviously good with picking locks too. She flicked her wrists and her twin hunting knives slid into her hands. She raised them and slammed them hard into the door, making it rattle, once, twice, and a third time. The door crashed to the floor, and Lana hopped over the broken shards. "Blake! I'm in!"
Lana glanced at the lock, and decided she wouldn't bother it. Blake was also a son of Hermes, so he was obviously good with picking locks too. She flicked her wrists and her twin hunting knives slid into her hands. She raised them and slammed them hard into the door, making it rattle, once, twice, and a third time. The door crashed to the floor, and Lana hopped over the broken shards. "Blake! I'm in!"
(( Hey, um... I know I've been very persistent on this question, but I really need to know, because I am very confused: Is it morning? Because there are alot of campers milling around... ))
((it's night...*sigh* We need Angel to play Oceanus for it to reach morning...))
Lana grinned. "A tie, then," she said, taking a mock bow.
((hehe they're partners in crime...))
Lana glanced back at the door she'd just massacred. She looked hacks t Blake and said, "You thought I'd bother with the lock and you would win, Blake? You forgot about these..." She flashed her knives of front of her face then tucked them back under her arms. "Guess we need a new door. Now...business. I'll take the sixty."
Lana glanced back at the door she'd just massacred. She looked hacks t Blake and said, "You thought I'd bother with the lock and you would win, Blake? You forgot about these..." She flashed her knives of front of her face then tucked them back under her arms. "Guess we need a new door. Now...business. I'll take the sixty."
Lana rolled her eyes. "Fine. How about this, we both get half?"
((What's going ON in here? XD Am I allowed to bring one of my characters in, or is there some top secret robbing going on?))
((well...they're stealing from the the camp store....and I'd rather not have you bring your characters in...but if you want...*shrugs*))
((hehe...he shouldn't trust Lana, but they are siblings...))
Lana grinned again and walked to the register. She picked the lock in a second and opened the register.
Lana grinned again and walked to the register. She picked the lock in a second and opened the register.
Blake was rotating arounf trying to see if there were any other money hotzones. His feet were tapping the ground looking for hollow spots when he hit one. "Heyo!"
Lana pocketed all the cash in the drawer and left a penny behind on purpose. She always did that. She walked over to Blake. "What did you find?"
Blake grinned as he flipped over the fake plank in the floor. "Jackpot. Camp drachma stash." He said pulling out the safe. "I got this"
Lana gave a wicked smile and ran her hand over the lock. "Cool," she said. "I know this type of lock."
"pfffft. Lock shmock. Check this out." Blake slapped the back of the safe and concentrated. Heis face scrunched up and an audible click resounded. "and there we go."
Lana raised her eyebrows, impressed. "Nice," she said, running her hands over the drachmas inside. "And what's this?" she asked, holding up a jeweled mirror.
Lana turned it over, and stared at her reflection in the mirror. She touched the jewel in the handle and started when the mirror instantly changed to a small dagger.
Lana looked at him incredulously. "Hey, I found it. Besides, you actually want to be caught holding a jeweled mirror?"
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Born2read *from the bottom of the totem pole*
(last edited Jun 19, 2012 03:34PM)
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((Blake, not Neo, right?))
Lana shook her head. "No deal. I get fifty, you get fifty. We sell this stupid mirror to the Aphrodite kids and split the money in half."
Lana shook her head. "No deal. I get fifty, you get fifty. We sell this stupid mirror to the Aphrodite kids and split the money in half."
(Oops keep forgetting i have 2 charries) "no way is this going to Aphrodite. I know a fence on the outside who-" Blake broke off. He didnt tell anyone about his past. "Aphrodite might be an ok choice."
Lana leaned forward, interested now. "A fence on the outside? Will he give us good money for it?"
Lana glanced sharply at him. "Oh." she said. "Okay then..."
Blake gave a fake grin, masking his true emotions. "But i do have a potential client who owes me a favor. He can check to see how much this baby is worth. Then we sell it for twice as much to another client, who got on my bad side." Blake grinned at Lana. "Its just good buisness."
Lana nodded, smiling. "Yeah, of course. Are these clients, er, accepting of mirrors that turn into daggers? Of course, it would still be funny to give them a nasty shock..."
Blake nodded flashing back to Boston. "This particular client is...lets say knowlegeable about antique magical weapons. You could say hes an expert."
((can you plz not have her interrupt?))
Nadira wrote: "((Okay))"
((thanks))
((thanks))
Born2read wrote: "Blake nodded flashing back to Boston. "This particular client is...lets say knowlegeable about antique magical weapons. You could say hes an expert.""
Lana nodded, keeping a straight face. "Right," she said. "So...where would we find this, ah...client?"
Lana nodded, keeping a straight face. "Right," she said. "So...where would we find this, ah...client?"
Blake knew he had to have some secrets from his siblings. And this particular client had been a trustworthy asset over the years and Blake didn't want to jeopardize that. Blake had to hurry this job up. A client had given him a job to do and had payed in advance.
Lana scowled at him. "Oh come on! You can trust me!" she said, giving him her most innocent smile.


