The Heist
They had been investigating for weeks, planning and setting up for what seemed like forever. But now was the time for everything to go into action. One team dressed up and settled into various undercover positions in the casino- including Lion himself over at the slots, in case he needed to call Greta and let her know someone was calling her out. Though hopefully, word of mouth would find her first.
Another at the bank, Mona using her Executor weapon to prove they could break-in at any time. It was all or nothing now- either way Greta was about to learn there were way more Executors than she previously assumed.
That is, if the Executors were right in their assumptions. But after last time who knows what might happen...
Another at the bank, Mona using her Executor weapon to prove they could break-in at any time. It was all or nothing now- either way Greta was about to learn there were way more Executors than she previously assumed.
That is, if the Executors were right in their assumptions. But after last time who knows what might happen...

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"Well, you certainly have quite the group assembled." she observes. "But if that's all you have planned, then–"
She's cut off by the sound of another phone notification. It takes a second for her to realize that it's her own phone and with a frown of confusion, she fishes it out of her pocket to see just what's going on.
At the exact moment this happens, something in the air seems to... shift. The Executors all feel it, the world tilting on a strange new angle before settling down. Ruin feels something a little different, though. It's a sudden sense of clarity and sharpness of focus and awareness of his surroundings. Not just the casino – the whole layer. It should be overwhelming but instead, it's oddly comforting. There's a sense of belonging, that all this is his and it's where he should be.
By the looks of things, Greta feels it too. She's staring at Ruin from across the table with a dreadfully cold expression that after a long pause, becomes an even more dreadful smile.
"I see." she observes. "I have been a fool."
And then all in a rush, she's lunging over the table, eyes flashing with rage and nearly tipping the whole thing over. It happens so fast that barely anyone gets a moment to register what's happening and her hand manages to get barely within an inch of Ruin's face before a massive cracking noise resonates through the whole layer, like thunder roaring.
And Greta is suddenly nowhere to be seen.
Later investigation of the Layer, when the gang is up to it, will find that a massive fissure has been torn open into the ground just outside of the casino. And if you peer inside... well, I don't need to tell you where those stairs lead, do I?
But that can wait for another day. For now, rest up and recuperate. You've done a good job, Executors.
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