[OOM] Bank heist: Atton, Medusa and Sam II.

[stuck_mynock]

Atton called in advance, so Irimore is waiting for them when they arrive.

"I must admit," Irimore says, lightly, as they approach, "I expected that you'd be doing business with us for a little longer."

Atton frowns, tugging on Sam's sleeve.
"Lucifer, sir, the plebs are being uppity. Make them stop."

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[mycursedface]

Ignoring Atton with the ease of someone who has seventy (give or take a few) siblings and who knows how many cousins, and setting her tone to 'cool',

"I do not recall ever telling you how long we were going to use you."

[necessary_child]

"Now, now, Garen. No need to be rude." Sam shakes his head at Atton, removing his sleeve from Atton's grasp.

"We expected the same," he tells Irimore. "But, the best-laid plans... You know how it is. You've been very accommodating."

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"Didn't tell you how long," Atton echoes, eagerly. "Been very accommodating."

Irimore nods, slowly.
"If you'll wait here for a few moments, I'll have your deposit shortly." She heads away, returning about ten minutes later with the massive, repulsorlift-suspended box that they'd put in earlier. Irimore smiles, lightly, as the workers take the box towards their ship. "I hope you'll consider doing business with us again."

[mycursedface]

"I'm sure we will," Medusa says, smoothly. "You've been very helpful."

[necessary_child]

Sam raises his eyebrows at the other man.

"And, after all, you can't put a price on gratitude," he finishes, before Irimore leaves.

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Atton pauses, turning to face one of the security cameras and staring up at it for several minutes.

Once that's done, Atton grins at them both, walking out of the bank, raising his small computer and tapping several keys. One by one, small red lights appear in the chests of the droids scattered around and outside the bank.

"Begin sabotage protocol in two minutes."

He pauses, tapping a few more keys on the computer and holding it out. There's a big, red circle in the centre of the screen.

"Who wants to set off the bombs?"

[mycursedface]

"ME!"















Is anyone surprised about this?

[necessary_child]

D:

"Me?"

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Atton rolls his eyes.

"You can both do it." He holds the computer out a little. "Okay, both of you press it on the count of three. One, two, three ..."

[mycursedface]

Proving that she can actually share, Medusa smiles at this compromise and reaches out to press the button with Sam.

One, two, three

Press

[necessary_child]

Sam grins at her, but slides an arm around Atton. Is it can be vicarious bomb-setting-off tiems nao?

"Aand go!"

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When they press the button, there's a momentary pause.

Then, from three spots across the bank, there are sudden plumes of flames. There are screams, but no other indications that anybody was harmed by the explosions. A moment later, the droids start moving into the bank, filing towards the vaults.

"That should just about stop them from compensating Magnus anytime soon," Atton remarks, chirpily. "S'massive property damage, you know. Massive."

[necessary_child]

"How sad."

Sam presses his hand to his forehead in Woe Omg.

Pause.

Cheerfully, "Fancy a drink?"