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  • Location: Hotel Room With Closets What Are Bigger On The Inside, The Mirage, Las Vegas

    Selene calls out to Deann, not going to arm up herself yet, and still busy on her computer and tablet. "Wrist-mounted collapsible crossbow. Second wing on the right. Past the 16th Century French trebuchet and the chain mail." Then, unasked, she adds, "Will gear up later. Will mostly hang back and try to tap into Palazzo's security net. See if I can spot anything strange. Keep running searches. Find out who all the people Aiden mentioned are." She pauses, inhales sharply. "And arrange travel to Denver."
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    • "Something other than a crossbow? My abilities won't work with them, and I don't particularly like them anyway."
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      • Location: Armory And Wardrobe-- you get the idea, The Mirage, Las Vegas

        Selene's brow furrows a bit at that, though she doesn't look up. "Crossbow works just like bow," she says aloud. "Only holds the strength of the user mechanically, instead of requiring a full draw until loosing." She shrugs. "Next aisle over has collapsible bows. Can see what they have yourself."

        GM Note: For simplicity's sake-- the wardrobe and armory both have whatever your character needs. Just remember: you're about to be going into a busy casino on the Strip when it's full of civilians. The 'perception filter' will hide a lot, but not too much.
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        • Emmett takes the time to grab a suit with a bow tie, a cane sword, and a handgun with a shoulder holster and a few clips of spare ammunition. He transfers a set of lock picks from his trench to his suit jacket.

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          • Deann's now in a full length green dress with slits up to her knees and matching heels. She walks into the armory and begins digging around, finding some arrows and some velcro straps. She hitches her skirt up one leg to secure those onto her thigh. The bows give her a little bit more issue. "So, opinions. Ease of cover and better firing ability or slightly less concealable but I'd be able to use the abilities my mother gave me?"
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            • "Aren't you're already using what your mama gave you?" Aiden comes back - having eschewed a proper shower for a decent wipe-off and a subtle cologne. He almost preens - relaxed in a perfectly tailored three-piece suit, charcoal grey with a rich emerald tie which brings out the green flecks in his own hazel eyes. His hair is swept back, one curl sneaking back forward to crown his brow. He smiles widely, hold his empty and clean hands out, the ring on his left hand textured in red gold (to hide the mechanism.) "Although, in all honesty Shrimpy, I'd go with the platform heels. We're gonna get carded to Hel and back if you can't fake a legal age. And the bow-tie, Emmett - love it."

              He leans over Selene's shoulder. "Do you have the plans yet? Let me see if I can catch the weak spots."

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              • Jack heads on into the room himself, and picks up a few things... a matched pair of cestus in matte black, with his fingers exposed, and a heavy iron plate across each knuckle to give it that little extra bit of oomph. A lot like brass knuckles, with more protection afforded to the forearms. As for a suit, he picks up a three-piece in a light navy color, concealing his knife under it.

                Then he turns to look at Deann. "We might be doing some fighting in a crowd. Myself, it doesn't particularly matter if I hit a bystander, as long as I'm not using my blade. I'm not supernaturally strong, so I'd have to be trying to injure them... More or less, anyway. Can't say the same for a crossbow bolt or an arrow."

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                • Emmett gives Aiden a wide grin and tugs on the sides of his tie, "Of course... bow ties are cool."

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                  • "Hey, I can make this easy and not go." She pulls her own bow apart and straps it to the other leg. "Nothing about this says I have a requirement to participate."
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                    • Jack shrugs a bit... "That didn't really come out the way I wanted. What I wanted to say... Go for accuracy."

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                      • "Wasn't just you, big guy. Obviously, my attributes are a potential...risk for this job, if the rich boy here is to be believed. If I'm a liability, then I'd better not go."
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                        • Emmett sighs and looks from Aiden to Deann and back. "Don't let him rub you the wrong way. He has a habit of trying to push people away, though I don't entirely understand why. I don't think anything he says is meant to be personal, it's more of a shield he puts up to keep others at bay."

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                          • Location: Planning Room, The Mirage, Las Vegas

                            Selene picks up the tablet and taps a few things on it before handing it to Aiden. A series of floor plans for the Palazzo come up, from the lobby, through the hallways, some of the casino itself, all the way to Rodrigo Sevilla's display room where the Corazon was being kept.

                            She then looks up at Deann. "An idea occurs. Thieves may rabbit, and escape through particular entrances. An extra set of eyes may help. Could take down thief from there."

                            She glances over as Solomon steps out of the bathroom in a Mirage robe. "Where do you keep the ear-piece communicators?"

                            Solomon points to the armory. "Third wing on the left, second aisle."

                            Johnny stands up. "I'll go get 'em." He disappears into the armory before returning a short time later with a number of small earbud-like devices, which Selene calibrates to function on the same frequency.
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                            • "Think I like that idea better. It'll keep me away from pretty boy there." She heads back into the clothes closet and comes back out dressed in neutral colored pants and top and her original hiking boots.
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                              • ((If he can find something suitable that will let him have a more maneuverable clothing underneath and something appropriately fancy over top..he will go with that and the weapons mentioned that are concealable..if not then he will just go with the a 'body guard' get up and act like the body guard of one of the others))

                                Once a suitable outfit is picked, and he has his melee weapons stowed away he looks at the others. "Put me where you think I will do best. Not a leader, prefer to follow. Just point at anybody you want taken down, and that is what I will do."
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