Tonight, though, Mari was captivated by the large glass panes with a few random lights left on from employees that forgot to turn them off before they left for the night and proceeded towards it. Lately, she had been finding out some very delicate things about various companies and corporations in the city; something Mari was holding on to for a later date. Maybe Nishaa would know what to do with them. Transferring money to offshore accounts overseas, racketeering and embezzlement and even a little bit of fraud to the government for some very naughty companies. They all should be spanked and the information brought to light, but Mari thought Nishaa would have more fun with it than she would.
This beacon in the city must have its secrets too, right? Mari thought so, and even if they didn’t someone in Andras could use source codes or parts from the company's computers. Mari flipped open her phone, shot Nishaa a text telling her she would be home soon with a bag full of bounty and she would see her soon. Attached some x’s and some o’s, because she wanted Nishaa to know and remember how much she loved her.
With that main priority done, Mari put her phone away and made headway towards the thirty or so story glass palace, eyes darting back and forth, looking for security cameras. There were a couple; two by the door and a few on the corners, but those ones she wasn’t overly worried about. The one at the doors had to go since Mari couldn’t hide like her shadowy wife could. Mari rummaged around in her book bag of goodies and pulled out some black spray paint. She waited for camera number two to turn away from her, scaled the wall and sprayed camera ones lense. She would do the same with number two in a shorter time frame because camera one was now good for nothing.
Getting inside wasn’t that hard, as the entire building was made of glass, minus the structure supports. Mari pulled out her Superlok glass and tile saw blade, suctioned it to the door and started cutting away at the glass. Her hand fit like a glove through the opening, she unlocked the lock from the inside and voila! Mari was inside.
Only to find a slight problem once she was in the main corridor. Inside at the main desk were at least half a dozen cameras, all angled at different locations and moved at different times. There was no way she wasn’t going to be seen...unless….Mari dug deeper in her bag and pulled out a smoke bomb and tossed that bad boy right inside the large main room and let it fill the room as much as possible before darting to the elevator and pressing floor twenty-seven. It wasn’t the top floor, but she could work her way up, if the people on this floor didn’t seem to have enough security clearance for anything personal.
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Thirty-four minutes, two computer parts later and some source codes to boot, Mari was on the twenty-ninth floor and found nothing. This was the cleanest operation she had ever seen during her breaking and entering stints; almost too clean. “To the top dog it is!” Mari held a finger up to the last floor as she stood, grabbed a fancy silver pen from a desk and headed to the top floor through the staircase. A light had been left on on near the area of the elevator, so Mari wasn’t going to risk it. Someone might be in here still. Maybe even the top head honcho themselves. People worked late hours a lot for whatever reasons; projects need to get done, personal life issues, things like that. As soon as Mari pulled open the door to the top floor, an alarm sounded, so loud that it pierced her ears. Fire escape. How could she have been so stupid? Mari grabbed her false alarm, jammed the one going off and while it was annoying and loud in the building, no one would know what was going on inside. Unless someone was inside. But theoretically, she should be fine for a while. There were three offices and one large meeting room. One at the end of a long hallway that probably took up the whole back glass wall, one to her right, one to her left a few steps away and then the conference room further down to her right. Mari decided to go right, because it was right and she had no other reason other than that and started digging around in the office. Again, nothing too important to see, which was kind of disappointing; having gone through all the trouble tonight to come up a bust, but sometimes that was how life was. There was a nice painting though and Mari would take that piece of art back to Nishaa to hang in their hotel room.
Mari pulled it down and revealed a small wall safe. Something good had to be in there, but Mari was never good at cracking safes. She wasn’t that ghetto. So, Mari left it alone and headed back for the locked desk and used what little vampire strength she had to break open the top left drawer and find some usb sticks and a pair of keys. Not to the safe, they were too big; more than likely something to do with the building and some doors and locks in it. Mari managed to open the middle top drawer in the same fashion, but not the right one. In the middle drawer Mari found some more of those top dollar pens, paper clips, some post-it notes and twelve month agenda planner. She left everything where it was and closed the drawers she managed to wrestle open and sighed. Mari stuffed the USB sticks in her pants pockets, grabbed her bag, the medium sized painting and moved to the office across from the one she was currently in.
The room wasn’t much better than the last, the paintings in the room not her style and super ugly, so Mari grabbed the tiny laptop off the desk and froze. Was that someone walking? It was hard to tell over the alarm that was going off, but there was some other noise Mari heard that wasn’t the alarm. A door closing maybe? A chair dragging across the floor? Or maybe it was just her own paranoia about being caught that had Mari scrambling and teleporting her and her bag of treasures to pandy, where Mari would meet up with Nishaa first and show her all the things she found.
<Nishaa> It started out like any other ******* shitty *** night for the necromancer, with a run in the caverns. She was gem hunting for Marty. She was being nice to him - she had her reasons, he had made her a necklace with his own hands and she was repaying the favour by pushing him forward to use this talent he has for making jewellry. Nishaa wasn’t a girly girl. She liked this necklace though, besides she got to wet her blade in the process. After stifling a yawn, her eyes opened fully as she unsheathed the blade from it’s hiding place at her thigh. She entered through the fadeportal from the third floor of the Eyrie - with a sigh she landed just outside the entrance to the caverns. The grass crunching against her biker boots as she entered the dark entrance and descended into the depths of the caverns.
There was the usual amount of vampires down there, hard at work training - all that crap that came with it. She didn’t fancy stopping to talk to the odd family members that were down there she simply nodded in their direction and began to slash and hack at the workers, and shamans that came towards her with a murderous glint in their eyes. They never touched her - the sign of any effect they had on Nishaa was beads of sweat trickling down her face. She blinked a few times before collecting a few gems that were embedded within the cavern wall lining - they should help Marty. She was sure.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket as she withdrew her small iphone, and looked the text over from her wife. She said she would be home soon. A smile played across the woman’s lips as they etched upwards, that gave her a reason to go home now - to stop playing with the weak little workers. She texted the woman back with a simple;
’I was training - I’ll be home asap waiting for your arrival with a naked me’
