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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 1:16 am
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C- to the trailer!
Agent Sweetness was not quite sure why she was here. Seriously. Something about a cape had been mentioned, and in passing Sugar Petal had said that, yes, maybe a cape would be useful. Then, suddenly, she was here, with her hair tied up and face cloaked with a cloth mask. No, she hadn't dressed herself up like this on her own! Her family had helped, and now she, in her own opinion, looked ridiculous.
The voice from her headpiece was the only thing to snap her out of her horrified staring. This man, TACO, had the strangest looking bus yet. It was tragic! No! She had to focus! She had a job to do, and she needed to do it right. Her plants were on the line, here! Too many storms had knocked over her precious babies, and a cape would do wonderfully to protect them. That and her dad would look fantastic in a cape. It was go time. She tiptoed over to the trailer, crouching like some amateur spy from some poorly filmed movie. She would do this.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 5:24 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 5:42 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 6:02 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 6:58 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 7:03 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 7:07 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 7:27 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 8:17 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 8:22 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 9:21 am
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C: You tiptoe into the trailer, as light on your feet as possible.
I never thought I'd be in this kind of situation... breaking and entering, stealing, general delinquency. Then again, I have never encountered a situation such as this. Was I curious as to who my boss was? Yes. Did I actually care? Probably not. After all, whoever it was gave me this sick code name... Grace o'Malley. I liked it, it had a nice a ring to it. Well anyways, time to focus.
I'd dressed up specially for the occasion. It had taken almost an hour to riffle through all the items in my inventory to find this ninja-spy outfit. And they tell me I should clean out my items a bit-- pft. Obviously they will come in hand some day. Ugh... no wait, you're getting distracted again.
I stood on the edge of the lawn, not wanting to leave an incriminating foot prints in the grass, and looked around the premises. There was no time to waste, this job had to be in-grab the cape-out. It would either be in the house, where people keep their things, or in the trailer... there was something about the tour bus that was just too flashy and obvious. Plus, anyone that obsessed with themselves would probably keep an eye on such a magnificent automobile. So, the trailer first... if I don't get caught and it isn't there, perhaps the house next? Ah well... worth a shot. What was the worst that could happen? A pony tickles me with its itty bitty hooves?
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 9:54 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 10:10 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 10:46 am
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2015 12:08 pm
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A twitch of the ear was given once the message ended, the mare blinking a few times in a bewildered manner. Well then, it looks like this Skyfall is going up for her first infiltration attempt, huh? Hm, well, let's see what she would be able to do.
Despite the notoriety that clearly surrounded this interesting abode, Sal was pretty unfamiliar with the phony within. Well...I guess things would get pretty hairy if she was caught, huh? Pfft, but none of that! Now that she was Skyfall, it was obvious that this persona would somehow be able to benefit her in the long run, right?! Now then...let's see what this place is all about. It was clear as day that there were quite a few methods she could pursue in getting closer to that cape, however she decided to take a different approach instead of immediately jumping the gun and going inside the home was a bad idea. But that didn't stop her from surveying the home. After all, if she were to go around the back, there would more than likely be not only ways for her to spot a way in, but to also get familiar with the home and its layout in order to find a way out if need be.
A. You sneak around the backside of the house, hoping to find an open door or window.
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