(( Flashback RP for Juggy ))
Another day, another successful heist. At this rate they'd be every policing organization's most wanted in weeks, if that long. It was hard to hide their identities, what with Cain being nearly seven feet tall, so they wore their reputation like a badge (and likely, a stolen one).
Tom was counting things again. Every few weeks he'd develop an annoying habit, and this month's was counting meticulously whatever they'd stolen. In this case, it was a large sum of money and a few hundred pounds of jewelry (including, as Tom discovered, 547 sets of pearl earrings). Phone propped up by a shoulder, Tom sat at the table doing a quick recount before saying into the mouthpiece "given that we've expended so much energy in getting ye these, I'm afraid we'll have to raise the price a few hundred thousand". The swearing on the other end of the phone just made him smile.
"Cain?" He called up the stairs, hanging up the phone and starting to take each individual piece of jewelry from the table to the box at his feet.
Tom was counting things again. Every few weeks he'd develop an annoying habit, and this month's was counting meticulously whatever they'd stolen. In this case, it was a large sum of money and a few hundred pounds of jewelry (including, as Tom discovered, 547 sets of pearl earrings). Phone propped up by a shoulder, Tom sat at the table doing a quick recount before saying into the mouthpiece "given that we've expended so much energy in getting ye these, I'm afraid we'll have to raise the price a few hundred thousand". The swearing on the other end of the phone just made him smile.
"Cain?" He called up the stairs, hanging up the phone and starting to take each individual piece of jewelry from the table to the box at his feet.