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[tothecloud]

WHO: The Amazing Adventures of tothecloud and owwmyspine!
WHERE: An office building.
WHEN: Monday night, after hours.
WARNINGS: Extreme derp.
SUMMARY: Abby decides to deliver a special note for a sad citizen! Mission Impossible, go!
FORMAT: Quicklog!

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[owwmyspine]

[he might've been a bit more skeptical and a bit less compliant with her plan of good will...had he not just recently recovered from being a drooling, saber-toothed mess of a freak. it had been hard to deal with - weird, considering all the crap he'd put up with since then. apparently messing with teeth was a line too far.

either way, long story short: the recently-recovered jaime reyes was happy to get out of the house without fear of being sighted and screamed at or...flying over people and raining drool on them. it was a good thing. and hey, abby did have a good idea, being all nice and stuff.

so what's a little b&e compared to random acts of kindness?]

So- wait. [he squints at her, flying at her side.] Are we doing this to make sure he's happy or to make sure you get to fill your sweater quota every week? What did you write him?

WAY TO READ THINGS, MADDIE.

[tothecloud]

Well-- uh. Both, I guess. I mean, the sweater bit is pretty important.

[ She reachs up to wipe a bit of condensation off the outside of her goggles, weaving in between skyscrapers with the effortlessness of someone who flew every day. With her vision cleared, she digs into her pocket to fish out that little blue card, offering it to Jaime a tentative smile. it reads: Someone cares. ]

I just thought he'd like to know. [ A pause, then her attention seems diverted. She points up ahead to a particularly tall building, all long glass windows. ] That's it! Do you think you can get us in?

[owwmyspine]

[his teeth flash with his smile. she's so cute. he'd say so but now there's the building. jaime turns his head and squints; scarab ticks off exterior and interior details of importance and...pointlessness (i do not need to know how many water coolers there are, thanks). most important of all, of course, is the security system.

his response is slow, still distracted by the occasional scarab input.]

Yyyeah, I think so. Looks like...there's motion sensors on the first few floors, but after that it's just locks and cameras.

Oh- they're on the top couple floors, too. The sensors. But they're not hard. Scarab says he can turn it all off for us.

[tothecloud]

Motion sensors. That's so hardcore. I wonder if they think someone's gonna steal the copier or something...

[ She half-muses these thoughts aloud to herself as she flies in towards the building, stopping near one of the windows and pressing her face up against it. She leaves a little smudge where her nose smushes on the glass, fog from her breathing. ]

So. Should we... Go in the front door and take the elevator or bust in the window like ninjas?

[owwmyspine]

[jaime hovers not far behind her, making to scratch the back of his head, but that's not really something one can do with a helmet on...]

Well, it'd probably be bad if anyone spotted us on the ground, right? And...doubly bad for whoever's window we end up busting up, too...

[he pauses, listening for a second, gradually craning his neck up.] How about we go in from the roof entrance?

[tothecloud]

[ Clearly Jaime is the the brains of the operation. Abby's face lights up, her mouth making an "o" shape as if to say, Oh, right! She glances up, counts the floors absently.

It's only a few more floors up. ]

That is totally more ninja than breaking a window. We should do it.

[owwmyspine]

Up and away? [up and away. he's already ascending, paced slow to keep in her earshot.

with feet planted on the roof, jaime paces near the door, squinting and veering more toward the wall where the protected wiring of a rooftop camera was plastered on. he follows it near to the ground to find...nothing helpful in that direction, so he retraces and glances up at the camera mounted above the doors.]

Here, hold up. Maybe I can zap all of them at once with this one. [he hovers up enough to be level with the camera, picking at it with sharpened fingers and opening it up to expose wires. cue scarab geeksquad knowhow; jaime is just the host for an alien brain chirping off direction. it doesn't take long for the little red recording light to blink off.]

...This'd be so much cooler with Bond music playing.

[tothecloud]

[ Abby touches down on the roof just a couple seconds later, following behind Jaime with a sort of mild curiosity-- she's definitely has no idea what to do with wires and stuff, but she seems unconcerned, if only because there's no doubt in her mind that the tag team of Jaime and Scarab have this one in the bag.

She watches the little red light go off. That's good, right? ]

Sweet. We are so in!

[ Have a short victory dance, accompanied by the James Bond theme song, as interpreted by a teenage girl's vocal doo-doos and dun-duns! ]

Man, I feel so sneaky.

[owwmyspine]

[jaime's feet land on the ground and he barely takes two steps toward the door before he catches a glimpse of aforementioned dance and the whole mission is paused to just enjoy the ridiculousness unfold. he stifles laughter in a series of snort-giggles that are about as becoming on a guy his age as...well...it's not, that's the point.]

Okay, sneaky, come on and let's sneak on inside before someone catches our sneakiness. [he pushes open the door and holds it for her.] We might have to be fast if there's anybody checking security cameras.