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Lifestyles of the Rich and the Famous

Aug 14, 2008 03:56

Who: Johnny and Duo
Where: Clairbourn's "Upper End"
When: Following this log. (backdated)
What: Sticky fingers rule the day! Sharing the wealth with the less fortunate has never been so exciting.

( If money is such a problem, well they've got mansions, I think we should rob 'em! )

johnny, duo

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airpiratejohnny August 15 2008, 06:36:55 UTC

Johnny did in fact lead the way, hands still in his pockets. He had to remind himself to keep his pace a tad slower, so Duo wasn't always running to keep up ( ... )

happy_reaper August 23 2008, 07:44:18 UTC

Duo nodded in response, following closely, but casually; keeping suspicions to a minimum. He sized up the house himself, noticing the layout of windows and other possible points of entry. Plenty of spots, but likely bolted and latched, as Johnny said. The fence was high enough that scaling would be an issue, mostly because of how easily it would be noticed. However, there was a path around to the side, leading to the back patio as had been indicated.

He followed the older boy along, feeling his pulse quicken slightly. This was what he'd been looking for, the hobby he'd let slide to the wayside. As they exited sight, he reached up, unbuttoning the top of his overshirt. As it came loose and free, he reached up to his braid, looping it around his neck before tucking the end in the collar of his t-shirt.

When they reached the patio, he handed the shirt to Johnny. "Not quite gloves, but it'll reduce the chance of fingerprints." Keeping an eye and ear open, he let the master do his work.

airpiratejohnny August 23 2008, 07:53:55 UTC

Johnny's own heart raced as they neared their target. It had been almost ages since he had last done this sort of thing in a neighborhood. He'd always get away with such things in supermarkets or malls, but now... now was the time for a thrill.

He took the shirt and nodded to him, as he reached into his pocket pulling out a small tool for lock picking. Though first, he tried the patio sliding door, which surprisingly enough, opened.

The blonde paused, and stayed still. Listening for the barely audible high pitched noise of an alarm. Looking for some manner of security camera. Staring up and down the doorframe. Seeing it was actually quite free, he looked over his shoulder and made a gesture with his head to go on inside.