Sam was watching all of this with a look of blatant annoyance. It was hard enough being on this mission without everyone acting so trigger happy and childish. She rolled her eyes and let out an audible sigh. "That's great Influence. I'm sure the Shadow State will just love your child-like sense of humor. I'm sure they'll getta good laugh when their cleanin' yer guts off the floor." She snapped, shooting him a glare.
"But in all seriousness, we need a freakin' plan. We ain't going to this nightclub ta party and if the Shadow State really is workin' der then we gotta be ready." She stated, turning to Vox with a semi-judgemental expression. "So fearless leader, what's your fantastic plan?" She continued sarcastically.
"But in all seriousness, we need a freakin' plan. We ain't going to this nightclub ta party and if the Shadow State really is workin' der then we gotta be ready." She stated, turning to Vox with a semi-judgemental expression. "So fearless leader, what's your fantastic plan?" She continued sarcastically.
He let out a sigh, slightly exasperated. Then Vox had turned his head to meet Sam's gaze. For a moment or two, he was eerily silent as he crossed his arms. "....Well, Sammy, I'm real glad you asked." He began, a bit more serious this time around.
"We're splitting up into teams." He raised a hand, pointing at Mal and Ceci. "You guys will be outside, watching the exits, catching anyone from the Shadow State who tries to escape."
"Influence and.... 'Boom Boom'," He almost snorted trying to stifle laughter saying that. "You guys are gonna off the Shadow State guys in there."
"And you, dear Sammy." As he said this, he crossed his arms again, leaning forward a bit. "You are gonna get as much info as we can. Same with me, and...." He looked off to the side to Chanelle. "You too. I'll be DJing, so if anything happens at the club, you guys know where to find me." He paused and looked around the room one last time.
"....So, are we good?" Vox asked, sticking his hands into his pockets.
"We're splitting up into teams." He raised a hand, pointing at Mal and Ceci. "You guys will be outside, watching the exits, catching anyone from the Shadow State who tries to escape."
"Influence and.... 'Boom Boom'," He almost snorted trying to stifle laughter saying that. "You guys are gonna off the Shadow State guys in there."
"And you, dear Sammy." As he said this, he crossed his arms again, leaning forward a bit. "You are gonna get as much info as we can. Same with me, and...." He looked off to the side to Chanelle. "You too. I'll be DJing, so if anything happens at the club, you guys know where to find me." He paused and looked around the room one last time.
"....So, are we good?" Vox asked, sticking his hands into his pockets.
"Uh no, please specify 'you guys'," Influence spoke, raising an eyebrow.
Shiro shrugged, and put the gun away, resuming to drawing her patterns on the table as she listened to the 'plan'
Malvia who was so feeble and excited to go, laughing Vox's words along with Influence... And then he took the cold shower of desillusion as the plan was explained.
The silverwhite haired young man went silent for a second.
He then calmly walked to plant himself in front of Vox, putting on a big fakely calm smile and collecting his clenched fist behind his back as he ask with the sweetest voice he could managed in this stage of suppressed anger.
"Oh my, Captain, I think I might have misheard the plan. Where exactly did you plan to post me and with who..?"
*Slowly bringing his right hand palm up in front of him to wheigh in his words with some non-verbal communication.*
"Because I swear I could have heard you say that I was to freeze my ass off outside in the wonderfull company of the only other Silver agent in here."
*His brows flinched a little from the repressed anger that was starting to tear up his polite merchant smile.*
"Which would be stupid seeing as I am probably the most qualified infiltrator in this team to go inside the club, Especially since gathering intel in places like these is exactly my specialty. I mean, ahah, you wouldn't do the terrible mistake of having such an asset wait outside in the cold next to someone who probably wears a tie to go to bed- *he quickly turns around to Ceci* No offense intended- ... You wouldn't, right..?"
The silverwhite haired young man went silent for a second.
He then calmly walked to plant himself in front of Vox, putting on a big fakely calm smile and collecting his clenched fist behind his back as he ask with the sweetest voice he could managed in this stage of suppressed anger.
"Oh my, Captain, I think I might have misheard the plan. Where exactly did you plan to post me and with who..?"
*Slowly bringing his right hand palm up in front of him to wheigh in his words with some non-verbal communication.*
"Because I swear I could have heard you say that I was to freeze my ass off outside in the wonderfull company of the only other Silver agent in here."
*His brows flinched a little from the repressed anger that was starting to tear up his polite merchant smile.*
"Which would be stupid seeing as I am probably the most qualified infiltrator in this team to go inside the club, Especially since gathering intel in places like these is exactly my specialty. I mean, ahah, you wouldn't do the terrible mistake of having such an asset wait outside in the cold next to someone who probably wears a tie to go to bed- *he quickly turns around to Ceci* No offense intended- ... You wouldn't, right..?"
"Ah, ah, ah." Vox raised a finger, shaking it. "See Mally boy, I need you to be on your best behavior. And inside the club, I heard you might act a little.... Not productive. That's why. So don't be angry, alright? We gotta focus on the task at hand. Okay?" He raised his hand, patting Mal's head.
*although it was quite amusing to the others Malvia had to try is very best not to reach for his blade at the moment of the petting. Especially because of the petting.*
"Riiight, not sure if I can dig being called unprofessional by someone who arrived half an hour late to their OWN meeting... "
*backing of to grab their bag.*
"So if something wrong happens in there because none of you are aware of half the traps a nightclub can hide, and I can't protect you cauz' I'm outside, you know who to complain to."
*letting out a sigh he added lower mostly to himself*
"And just because I got drunk on duty once doesn't mean I'm unreliable. It was like ... two years ago, let it go already Emerald..."
"Riiight, not sure if I can dig being called unprofessional by someone who arrived half an hour late to their OWN meeting... "
*backing of to grab their bag.*
"So if something wrong happens in there because none of you are aware of half the traps a nightclub can hide, and I can't protect you cauz' I'm outside, you know who to complain to."
*letting out a sigh he added lower mostly to himself*
"And just because I got drunk on duty once doesn't mean I'm unreliable. It was like ... two years ago, let it go already Emerald..."
"Actually, I'm down on getting a drink before playing lookout," Influence chuckled. He believed that fresh air would do him good, even if that meant not being in the club. "I'll keep ya company, though yes, Vox, I recommend asking everyone's specialty before assigning tasks. Just a recommendation."
He only shrugged, putting his hands behind his back. "Alright, there's only so much berating and belittling I can take in a day, guys. Look, I got your back! I might not look like much, but I'm pretty good at fighting. I even used to be a police officer! True story, look me up." There was a pause. "Oh wait, you can't...."
"On a side note though, Influence, you're going to be inside. Specifically, away from Mally. Ceci's going to be with Mally outside. And I know you don't like ties, but please, don't be discriminating against ties. Discrimination is very bad!"
"On a side note though, Influence, you're going to be inside. Specifically, away from Mally. Ceci's going to be with Mally outside. And I know you don't like ties, but please, don't be discriminating against ties. Discrimination is very bad!"
"Apologies, I kinda missed that part that told me that I'm going in," Influence noted, adjusting his headgear, "So, I follow your lead or something?"
Influence points to the announcer. "This guy. They get it. I like em already."
Influence got up from his comfortable position as adjusted his headgear.
"K, capt. Vox! Leave us to the downfall of the SS. Or maybe our own, who knows."
Influence got up from his comfortable position as adjusted his headgear.
"K, capt. Vox! Leave us to the downfall of the SS. Or maybe our own, who knows."
Vox straightened himself and saluted. "Sir yes sir! And don't worry, there's a 98% chance we won't die! The other 2%.... Well, you don't wanna know." He turned away, opening the door leading out to the hall.
"Come along, little ones!"
"Come along, little ones!"
*Each second passing aggravated Malvia's despair, and the according expression on his face.*
"I ... am starting to think this wasn't a job for me after all.... "
*He gave a look of agony to Influence and his compliance, facepalming with his white hand before following the group with resignation, head and shoulders down*
*Calling out to Vox as if to spit acid but without any conviction he added* "Hoi , Tincan : please don't call me Mally again. I'm pretty sure it's in the top five worst dog name or whatever.."
*Passing by the cyborgs he shrigged and let out a quick mockery* "nice toys you got there Voxy, do they also work as flashlight ?"
"I ... am starting to think this wasn't a job for me after all.... "
*He gave a look of agony to Influence and his compliance, facepalming with his white hand before following the group with resignation, head and shoulders down*
*Calling out to Vox as if to spit acid but without any conviction he added* "Hoi , Tincan : please don't call me Mally again. I'm pretty sure it's in the top five worst dog name or whatever.."
*Passing by the cyborgs he shrigged and let out a quick mockery* "nice toys you got there Voxy, do they also work as flashlight ?"
Following the group, Influence hummed, obviously amused by Mal's last statement.
"I would hope so! That's, like, low tech," he chuckled.
"I would hope so! That's, like, low tech," he chuckled.
Vox shrugged, sticking his hands in his pockets. "I'm pretty sure they do. Preeeeeeetty sure. If not, then I need to have a serious talk with whoever made these things; a serious talk that involves flip flops."
Ceci rolled her eyes at the guys conversation then started walking out the door.
“And for your information, I do not wear a tie to bed. Sorry to disappoint you, Malvia. I'm sure that you're mad that you don't get to go into the club, but, surveillance is more important than partying.”
Ceci was glad that she didn't actually have to go inside the club
“And for your information, I do not wear a tie to bed. Sorry to disappoint you, Malvia. I'm sure that you're mad that you don't get to go into the club, but, surveillance is more important than partying.”
Ceci was glad that she didn't actually have to go inside the club
With that, Shiro also stood up and made her way to the door, tagging a little closer to Cici than the others, it seemed. Shiro, personally, didn't care what position she would be in for the mission, all she cared about was getting the job done, and the bloodshed was a bonus.
After Influence followed Vox to the location, he proceeds to run ahead excitedly.
As the rest of the group stood talking, Sam walked back over to her bag and knelt down. She began rummaging through it before finally pulling out a small square device and shoving that into her pocket. Then she stood up, swinging the bag over her shoulder and turning to face everyone.
" 'right, den. Let's get goin'" Sam said, her voice sounding bored by the whole endeavor. She never really enjoyed going to clubs as she always found them to packed and generally pretty claustrophobic but she was not going to let her nervousness show. At least she could take solace in Mal's annoyed expression at having to be left outside.
She walked over beside Mal and pat his shoulder. "Ah cheer up pal, I'll make sure ta have lots o' fun inside the club in yer honor." She said with a smirk before falling into step beside Vox.
" 'right, den. Let's get goin'" Sam said, her voice sounding bored by the whole endeavor. She never really enjoyed going to clubs as she always found them to packed and generally pretty claustrophobic but she was not going to let her nervousness show. At least she could take solace in Mal's annoyed expression at having to be left outside.
She walked over beside Mal and pat his shoulder. "Ah cheer up pal, I'll make sure ta have lots o' fun inside the club in yer honor." She said with a smirk before falling into step beside Vox.
Clenching his fist a little Malvia had to refrain from throwing a foot aside to make the young woman trip over, but instead he just waited for her to pass by and casually pulled her tail a little bit before quickly hiding his hands beind his back, smirking back at her when she turn around to search for a culprit.
"Try not to get killed in the first ten minutes and maybe I'll consider listening to your next sass, young lady." he said with warm mockery and a gentle gaze.
"Try not to get killed in the first ten minutes and maybe I'll consider listening to your next sass, young lady." he said with warm mockery and a gentle gaze.