Marciano smiles, and nods. Indeed, my love. Cause if you're not ready for them... The Nexus will chew you up and spit you out like last weeks bubble gum. Now, darling. What's your thought on organized crime?
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Depends on the motives. As long as it's not terrorist-level crime or Dark Brotherhood-type organization, it's okay with me.
I'm listening.
[Much layer]
I'm sorry for letting you down at DFI, sir. I did not realize that you'd be there, or I wouldn't have gotten anything there.
(Okay, so I'm bringing this back in full force, seeing as MArciano/Ritz is about to get all involved in stuff.)
The mobster sits in his chair, his cane at his side. Well, that's fine, but in the mean time, I'll be needing you to actually start running a few things, okay? First thing I want you to do, is take some of my associates over to the Magcave. There's a Halloween Thing going on there, and my Underworld connections have informed me it's some kinda masquerade ball. I'm gonna have you see if you can befriend Magtok. You're a pretty gal, so you make sure you get on the guys good side, kay? The other four will be attempting to rob the guests. Undastand me?
2:00 AM - One Kilometer Away from the Ritz
Boris picked this spot for several reasons. The roof of this building provided a good view of the casino, and it was difficult for security to see him from that distance. He grabs his night-vision binoculars and searches for any entrances that aren't doors. Whether or not his search is successful, he the puts them down and takes stock of his weapons and gear.
Well, breaking into a Casino is well-known to be an extremely difficult task. Security does not see Boris. There hasn't been a real threat to the Ritz in ages. However, security cameras are still all functioning, the staff of security guards are all walking about, and there seems to be no entrance into the place that isn't a door. Well... Except for the windows on the second floor. You could possibly break one and enter the Casino, if he can get past the guards walking about the balcony there.
TLDR, There's a balcony that goes all around the Casino, with windows all around. Guards walk around this balcony, armed with cannibalized Louv're Tech weapons.
2:02 AM - One Kilometer Away from the Ritz
Boris gets all of his weapons checked and back on his person. He decided not to equip much for this operation. The most lethal thing he has with him is the six pounds of Semtex, but that was for a very specific use tonight. Other than that, he has his VSS, a Bizon in case things get rough, and two suppressed pistols.
He puts his extraneous gear on the floor of the roof - he could pick it up later. All he needed right now were his jammer, night vision goggles, and gas grenades. Boris heads to the edge of the roof and begins to climb down in order to make his approach.
Well, all that is certainly successful! The large casino is bright, with neon lights flashing all over. Many NPC patrons inhabit the place, and quite a few cars are parked around the huge facility. It's a busy night! It's about a ten minute walk to the classy doors into the complex. The closer he goes, the louder he can hear some fine jazz music playing. It certainly seems to echo and reference old 20's and 30's music. In fact, the current song being played is "That's a Plenty", a classic.
Two burly lurk at the front door, doing their usual job of checking guests for weapons.
0214 Hours ((I thought it would work better if I used a 24 hour clock.))
Well, this wasn't perfect. Boris had hoped there would be fewer civilians this late. Oh well, it wouldn't be the first time he blew up an inhabited area. He keeps his distance and sticks to the shadows as he sneaks around to look for an easy way to get to the balcony.
((Alright!))
It is a casino. Many people come to the place at nighttime to escape the hustle and bustle of day, nagging worries, or their sleeping spouses. A pretty grim thought...
Anyway, yeah, there's a way to sneak up onto the balcony, but it will be difficult. He'll have to somehow evade two security cameras, and somehow distract the guards at the front. Make them turn away, then Boris can make a run to the left side of the Casino unnoticed, and then he'll just have to hide from the two cameras mounted on poles. There's a grand total of eight poles outside, two for each side of the Casino. The balcony is 20 feet up, and the poles are ten feet high.
0215 Hours
Boris grabs a signaler from his pocket and throws it at a parabolic arc to his right. It should be small and dark enough that the guards won't see it. After a moment, he presses a button and the signaler makes a quiet, high-pitched noise, similar to a whistle but steadier and a little quiet.
0215 Hours
Well that was no good. Boris turns up the volume on the signaler until people can hear it. Hopefully the guards will investigate it and he'd have time to sneak in before an alarm was called.
Entrance
Valia strides in, rifle on her back.
Elsewhere, Tempest watches the building from a rooftop with binoculars, looking for an alternate entrance. She's gonna rob the place if she can.
(Sorry, I kinda forgot about this for a while then went missing. Do we still want to continue this after the conversation Marcy had regarding Cornelia and Boris?)
Nooo. I'm going to have to say that Valia certainly does not just stride in. There are two burly guards waiting outside. The men are there to escort people inside, and to take weapons. The large bins beside them are filled with knives, swords, and a few guns. It's a checkout place. You turn in a weapon and recieve a card with your number on it. When you walk out and return the card, the weapon is returned. The musclebound men speak. Hello and welcome to The Ritzzz Casino & Club. We hope you enjoy your stay. We will please ask you to not bring in Outside Food And Drink, and to turn in your weapons. The guards are wearing what seems to be normal clothing, and pistols are at their belts.
She is handed a card with the number #7692 on it. The guards will then let her pass, too lazy to actually give her the pat down they usually give to customers, so there's some sort of luck on her side! She'll enter the places lobby and see the large office door, the desk with the well-dressed blonde woman, and the two large doors that lead to the theatre and to the casino area.
Right as Marciano and Cornelia arrive at the place in Marcy's white and orange Lamborghini-type sports car. The rich halfling turned man parks the vehicle and gets out, locking it and putting the keys in his pocket. He will begin to walk inside the Casino, with his new bodyguard besides him. Chances are he'll bump into Valia... He handwaves to the guards when they look at Cornelia, and she's allowed in with her weapons.
Oh, as if Cornelia was gonna let them pat her down! She walks on by, her father's too-large duster fluttering behind her. Nelia shoves her hands in her pockets and observes, for now. She won't say anything to Valia - it was Marcy who bumped into her, after all.
There is a back entrance all the way around the Casino. If she's moving around the surrounding area, she'll be able to see it. It looks like a large glass door that's reflective.
As for the rest, Marciano glares at the woman, but does nothing to reply to her. It appears he's completely ignoring the rude customer. She was probably drunk, or high. Hell, it was this place, it was probably both. He walks into the area and moves to his lobby office. He unlocks the door and speaks into his earpiece. Get Raul and Gurt over here outside my door, I don't want to be bothered. He enters and beckons for Cornelia to enter.
Sure enough, eventually two big guards, a male and an orc move to stand outside Marcy's office.
[Lobby Office]
Cornelia follows Marcy inside, having a look around. While they walk, she asks, "So I was wondrin' 'bout that massage thingy... 'sat cost anything?" It sounded like something she'd try. Her neck and back ache terribly these days.
The place is gorgeous, with fine carpeting and pretty tapestries of celebrities. From the theatre, the live band can be heard all over the casino, providing the whole place with old music. Currently, Sing, Sing, Sing is being played, and Marciano lightly hums along, always fond of big jazzy music like that. The whole place has a 1920's speakeasy theme to it, mixed with all of the modern day comforts. Mmmmhm. Well, for you it's free. You're my employee, remember? He strides into his office, and closes the door behind him. He sits in the third chair from the right. Sit at my left.
[Lobby Office]
Cornelia really does get everything for free. Oh, she's feeling giddy.
The gunsmith does as she's bid, having little more to say for now. A big smile is plastered on her face.
Back Door
Tempest attempts to sneak up to the back door and enter. She's focusing on not being spotted by guards, but is likely not to notice any security cameras.
Lobby
Valia walks up to the desk.
I would like to speak with Marciano.
Marciano nods and sits upon his chair. He taps the chair to the song, "Powerhouse" by Raymond Scott. Only a few measures. Then, the chairs flip backwards through the wall and under the floor. They'll land on a slide-like thing, which'll carry them to the entrance underground.
A minute later the chairs will flip back. Cornelia and Marciano will end in a large underground room. It's pitch black by nature, however the walls are decorated with poker cards, skulls and crossbones, and dice that glow in the dark. There's a plethora of nasty looking torture devices everywhere, and a green glowing goop globs gleefully in the center of the room.
Marciano ignores all that and leads her to the three doors on the right. He sticks his eye close to the middle door and passes the retina scanner. He walks into the room, revealing his large computer laboratory, and a wall of powerful looking weaponry.
Currently the only tech available are the white powersuits, the E13 HeavyArms Edition, the E8 Sniper Rifle, the E7 Plasma Blaster, and the E12 Grenade Launcher.
No guards. It appears this is a large garage door type thing that trucks offload stuff into. It's closed and locked from the inside. There is a security camera watching over the door. (To make sure the truckers are offloading everything, and that thieves like tempest don't try to break in.)
AS for Valia, the blue-dressed blonde woman smiles brightly and speaks. Mr. Louv're is busy at the moment with another. When he's done, you'll be allowed to meet with him. It shouldn't be long. You're free to wait, and we have coffee brewing.
Lobby
Valia sits down and brews some coffee.
Truck Entrance
Tempest tries to use a summoned blue flame to blowtorch an opening into the Garage.
[Secret Lab]
While she's initially startled by the slide and Marcy's spooky underground room, where her eyes get wide as a child on Christmas morning. "Oooh... Whassis thing shoot?" She asks, walking over to the E7 and picking it up carefully.
Coffee is being brewed, it's very good coffee. There's Vanilla, Chocolate, Caramel, And Mint flavored Creamer, with whipped cream topping available. Yum.
Meanwhile, trying to break into a casino is an insanely difficult task, especially one owned by someone like Marciano Louv're. And in the Nexus. Bottom line is, breaking into a casino is flipping hard. Anyway, within seconds, the alarm goes off. Blowtorching a back entrance with security cameras all over, and guards under an ex-maniac weapons manufacturer? Someone must not have done their research. Blowtorching the reinforced door would take a good five minutes she does not have.
Her face can most likely be seen by the cameras, and suddenly all over the personnel areas about the place, guards are grabbing their buzz batons and specialized tommy guns. First on the scene are five buff looking men in 1920's suits, armed with sleek black tommy guns that have strange modernized bits built in. They do not aim to identify or arrest. They shoot to kill. So, she'll get about 400 bullets per minute times four machine guns fired at her. Not the greatest of decisions.
Marciano likes his spooky underground room. It's all nostalgic. That shoots a specialized plasma bolt. It destroys a five inch target completely by destroying and disintegrating the body at the molecular level. Usually fatal. But if it gets a hand or whatever, obviously its not going to kill you. But that hand isn't growing back! The E14 is my favorite. Really big, kinda slow, but it's effective as hell. Like dropping a bowling ball on a mouse from fifty feet. Dont ask why I know how effective dropping a bowling ball on a mouse is, why, wai- Suddenly, alarm goes off. Marciano quickly moves to the wall and grabs a plasma blaster, shouting. Intruder around back, thief. Um, follow me. He begins to move upstairs, and will be in the lobby next turn.