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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[Miracles.]
Apparently the one we were going to was a fake. Not that it mattered, since we were just the distraction, but yeah. She had two.
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Made things at the table very dramatic, though.
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[Sword. Sword please.
He snorts at that last statement, though.]
Almost wish I could have seen his face. Was he embarrassed or apologetic?
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He really is. Big, earnest, lovable, loyal-
[He even sort of leans in Lion's direction, just... expecting him to be right there for him to touch.
And then he lowers his voice a little, expression shifting to mischief.]
Obedient.
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But then Ruin does that and Sword just gives him a Look.]
No one wants to know about that, Ruin.
[Though, let's be real here, everyone kind of already did.]
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Yeah, yeah.... still. I'm glad things are done up here now. It's so much more straightforward on the other side.
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You're right, though. Some things can be solved with a lance.
[DID HE ACTUALLY MAKE A FUCKING JOKE]
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Ruin blinks, surprised for a moment before he starts laughing, quiet, only a chuckle at first but gradually increasing. After how high stress things have been he... he needed that.]
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[But he's still smirking.]
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[Just grinning like an idiot now and flashing Sword a playful wink.]
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So do you only come in a pair, now? Where one goes, there goes the other?
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But we're the only lancers among the executors so... just depends on if you need stabbing or slashing.
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I know, I know. That was an attempt at a joke.
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[He's just embarrassed about the amount of clinginess he has for him boy okay.]
Sorry, heh-
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Don't apologize. It was a stupid joke.
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[And Ruin sighs too, rubbing the back of his neck and looking so very sheepish.]
I know I'm... kind of always trying to be involved in what he's doing. It's stupid but...
[He can't help himself.]
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[Exasperating? Most likely.]
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