"You ready?"
A lot in their lives had built up to this moment. Blood, sweat, tears, a definitive desire to never learn to actually bake for themselves, the genuine realization that things in life are just so much sweeter when they belong to someone who desperately does not want you to have them. You know, the important truths of life. Ikko was clinging to a wall as casually as someone could actually cling to a wall a couple blocks away from the Raikage's Tower and, most importantly, Yuii's office. Ikko inched his way up to the lip of the nearby building and peered up at the rising spire, a wide grin spreading across his face before he ducked back down, grinning at his compatriot for this thrilling enterprise.
"You're not going to have much time. Maybe ten seconds from when the breaker trips to when the back up gets that door working again to cover about two hundred meters...you sure you're going to have enough time to do that?"
Ikko knew he probably couldn't move that fast so when Siu seemed more confident that she could, he was more than a little impressed...and also a little more than disappointed in himself, but all the same he had his own job to do. Ikko flexed his fingers, and puffs of cold air shot into the air. Before pointing back to the blueprint he had stuck to the wall beside him and tracing his finger along the path Siu would have to run.
"So let's run it again, the milk delivery guy is routine, like clock work he gets there at 10:35 every morning. I heard somewhere that the previous guy was late once and Yuii had him strung up by his pinky toes until he could prove he knew how to recite every different time on the twenty-four hour clock forewards and backwards. I also heard she fired him, but I'm pretty sure its the first one, my sources are rarely wrong. He delivers his milk through a service entrance around the back here that's powered by electricity, you know that stuff we can shoot at people. There's wires supplying the power coming from outside the tower, but they have another thing that makes it inside too, they called it a general-a-tor or something. It's super important, but anyway there's a brief window before the generator takes over and that's when you're going to go in. I'll have the door locked open for you at 10:35, you're going to have to cross the distance way from the guards while they're try to figure out what's going on and sneak in through the door that's stuck open while I...um...make a scene."
Another grin, much wider and much more questionable.
"Then once you're inside, there's an air duct off of the inner garage you can sneak into. Climb up that two stories and it filters out in to a sort of break room on the third floor. It's at an angle that's difficult to guard but it's also chakra guarded from the outside, I would have to try too hard to break through it and we'd get caught, but I've seen it opened before to let some fresh air in. You're going to get up there, open it, then let me in. Also, see if you can grab some of that milk, we'll need it for later. Any questions?"
WC: 568
TWC: 568
PC: 1
A lot in their lives had built up to this moment. Blood, sweat, tears, a definitive desire to never learn to actually bake for themselves, the genuine realization that things in life are just so much sweeter when they belong to someone who desperately does not want you to have them. You know, the important truths of life. Ikko was clinging to a wall as casually as someone could actually cling to a wall a couple blocks away from the Raikage's Tower and, most importantly, Yuii's office. Ikko inched his way up to the lip of the nearby building and peered up at the rising spire, a wide grin spreading across his face before he ducked back down, grinning at his compatriot for this thrilling enterprise.
"You're not going to have much time. Maybe ten seconds from when the breaker trips to when the back up gets that door working again to cover about two hundred meters...you sure you're going to have enough time to do that?"
Ikko knew he probably couldn't move that fast so when Siu seemed more confident that she could, he was more than a little impressed...and also a little more than disappointed in himself, but all the same he had his own job to do. Ikko flexed his fingers, and puffs of cold air shot into the air. Before pointing back to the blueprint he had stuck to the wall beside him and tracing his finger along the path Siu would have to run.
"So let's run it again, the milk delivery guy is routine, like clock work he gets there at 10:35 every morning. I heard somewhere that the previous guy was late once and Yuii had him strung up by his pinky toes until he could prove he knew how to recite every different time on the twenty-four hour clock forewards and backwards. I also heard she fired him, but I'm pretty sure its the first one, my sources are rarely wrong. He delivers his milk through a service entrance around the back here that's powered by electricity, you know that stuff we can shoot at people. There's wires supplying the power coming from outside the tower, but they have another thing that makes it inside too, they called it a general-a-tor or something. It's super important, but anyway there's a brief window before the generator takes over and that's when you're going to go in. I'll have the door locked open for you at 10:35, you're going to have to cross the distance way from the guards while they're try to figure out what's going on and sneak in through the door that's stuck open while I...um...make a scene."
Another grin, much wider and much more questionable.
"Then once you're inside, there's an air duct off of the inner garage you can sneak into. Climb up that two stories and it filters out in to a sort of break room on the third floor. It's at an angle that's difficult to guard but it's also chakra guarded from the outside, I would have to try too hard to break through it and we'd get caught, but I've seen it opened before to let some fresh air in. You're going to get up there, open it, then let me in. Also, see if you can grab some of that milk, we'll need it for later. Any questions?"
WC: 568
TWC: 568
PC: 1