Post by CrimsonSword on Oct 25, 2007 19:32:40 GMT -6
After a couple of days of getting to know her two female roommates that she'd be bunking with (both rather girlish and unpleasant), the fat helicopter guy called Sombra in for something important.
"Guess what, hon?" he said, puffing out his fat chest, not to mention a ring of smoke from his cigar into the air. "Ah'm in charge of yer floor! Since Ah'm yer supplier, I gotta start yeh off with fahve pokeballs," he said, giving her five small spheres.
Immediately, she threw two of them at the still-dazed Aron and the sleeping Abra. Both pokeballs rocked a total of three times before locking themselves.
"And now," he continued. "Ah've been ordered ter take ya to somewhere in a helicopter. Now listen good, hon. Here's what ya have ter do..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sombra swallowed. She had never thought things could become this intense so soon. It was almost midnight, and the helicopter had dropped her off over a vast, dark museum. She was supposed to retrieve a necklace of pure gold, and the fat helicopter pilot had given her a picture of what the thing looked like.
With that in her chest pocket, three loaded pokeballs on her belt, a hooked rope, and a glass torch, she was ready to start her mission.
And she was as shaky as a plate of jello being tossed around by a little kid.
Taking a deep breath, she torched a circular hole in a skylight of the building with the glass torch; Thankfully, she was able to remove the glass piece and place it on the roof beside her. Putting that away and hooking the hooked rope to a nearby outcropping, she carefully lowered the rope downward until she felt it hit the floor. Then, she put on some gloves to prevent rope burn and slid down the rope. She was able to slow herself down before she hit the floor by gripping the rope tightly so that her legs wouldn't be jarred. This tactic worked, and soon she had landed softly on the ground and was carefully searching for the necklace while trying to avoid security cameras and obvious areas for sensor lasers.
So far, so good.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Finally, she found the necklace in a glass case. Somehow, she knew that lifting up the glass would cause the alarm to go off, since a sensor would obviously be tripped if she moved it too far.
Thankful that she had brought the torch with her, she used it to put a hole in the glass that was just big enough for her hand and the necklace to go through. She smoothly pulled out the ornamental gold necklace and placed it in her chest pocket.
Grinning, she ran back to the location of the rope while trying to avoid detection, mainly by not having to go towards the exits. Fat guy had told her that all of the exits were watched by wary guards, and for her not to screw up.
She started climbing her way back up the rope, trying to use the strength in her arms to pull herself up. She had barely pulled herself ten feet off of the ground before the beam of a flashlight hit her.
"Hey! Get over here kid!"
Abandoning the rope and all sense of logic, she slid down and ran until she hit a dead end in a museum. Apparently a guard checked the whole place every once in a while, because the sensors had been deactivated. She had been trying to avoid cameras, and she thought that she had done well with that.
But finally, the guard cornered her. As he crept closer, she fingered her belt for a pokeball...
"Guess what, hon?" he said, puffing out his fat chest, not to mention a ring of smoke from his cigar into the air. "Ah'm in charge of yer floor! Since Ah'm yer supplier, I gotta start yeh off with fahve pokeballs," he said, giving her five small spheres.
Immediately, she threw two of them at the still-dazed Aron and the sleeping Abra. Both pokeballs rocked a total of three times before locking themselves.
"And now," he continued. "Ah've been ordered ter take ya to somewhere in a helicopter. Now listen good, hon. Here's what ya have ter do..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sombra swallowed. She had never thought things could become this intense so soon. It was almost midnight, and the helicopter had dropped her off over a vast, dark museum. She was supposed to retrieve a necklace of pure gold, and the fat helicopter pilot had given her a picture of what the thing looked like.
With that in her chest pocket, three loaded pokeballs on her belt, a hooked rope, and a glass torch, she was ready to start her mission.
And she was as shaky as a plate of jello being tossed around by a little kid.
Taking a deep breath, she torched a circular hole in a skylight of the building with the glass torch; Thankfully, she was able to remove the glass piece and place it on the roof beside her. Putting that away and hooking the hooked rope to a nearby outcropping, she carefully lowered the rope downward until she felt it hit the floor. Then, she put on some gloves to prevent rope burn and slid down the rope. She was able to slow herself down before she hit the floor by gripping the rope tightly so that her legs wouldn't be jarred. This tactic worked, and soon she had landed softly on the ground and was carefully searching for the necklace while trying to avoid security cameras and obvious areas for sensor lasers.
So far, so good.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Finally, she found the necklace in a glass case. Somehow, she knew that lifting up the glass would cause the alarm to go off, since a sensor would obviously be tripped if she moved it too far.
Thankful that she had brought the torch with her, she used it to put a hole in the glass that was just big enough for her hand and the necklace to go through. She smoothly pulled out the ornamental gold necklace and placed it in her chest pocket.
Grinning, she ran back to the location of the rope while trying to avoid detection, mainly by not having to go towards the exits. Fat guy had told her that all of the exits were watched by wary guards, and for her not to screw up.
She started climbing her way back up the rope, trying to use the strength in her arms to pull herself up. She had barely pulled herself ten feet off of the ground before the beam of a flashlight hit her.
"Hey! Get over here kid!"
Abandoning the rope and all sense of logic, she slid down and ran until she hit a dead end in a museum. Apparently a guard checked the whole place every once in a while, because the sensors had been deactivated. She had been trying to avoid cameras, and she thought that she had done well with that.
But finally, the guard cornered her. As he crept closer, she fingered her belt for a pokeball...
