OOM: one for the road
They've looked over the plans, discussed the blueprints, scouted the building.
Now it's nighttime, and it's time to go in.
Nina dons her mask and gloves, tightening the laces of her soft-soled boots, and lurks somewhere invisible in the shadows. She's got a bag slung over one shoulder, which she rummages through momentarily before relaxing back into stillness. It's absolutely silent out here--the smallest noise could give them away. Not even the slightest rustle from her jacket, not even the tiniest sound of indrawn breath.
...Not much of a problem there, on her own world.
[ooc: Tag for the Dresden Green plot, locked to amanda_darieux.]
Now it's nighttime, and it's time to go in.
Nina dons her mask and gloves, tightening the laces of her soft-soled boots, and lurks somewhere invisible in the shadows. She's got a bag slung over one shoulder, which she rummages through momentarily before relaxing back into stillness. It's absolutely silent out here--the smallest noise could give them away. Not even the slightest rustle from her jacket, not even the tiniest sound of indrawn breath.
...Not much of a problem there, on her own world.
[ooc: Tag for the Dresden Green plot, locked to amanda_darieux.]