Ideas and drabbles

Heist vs Exams, who will win?

Bad spy heist planning lol

teenager being a teenager

ugh

"So Sallair will take that route through the ventilation system," Marque said, pointing at a network of vents on the blueprints. "In order to get to this room, here." He traces his finger to a picture of a room with a safe and toy soldiers on top of the paper. "While she does that, Edith will be over here," He places his other hand across the map, showing a room with a desk and computer on there. "Jarin," He holds up a little yellow Sorry thing, placing it down near the front of the building, "Will be there, trying to distract."

Leaning across the table with his arms crossed, Jarin grumbles, shaking his head. "Of course I am."

Marque chuckles, continuing on with his planning as Edith and Jarin watch intently. "Sallair will need me, who will be in a different area, to guide her. I'll tell her where to go and hopefully be able to hack into the system fast enough to deactivate the cameras, trigger the smoke, and get the safe unlocked. At the same time, Edith, this is your chance to try out your hacking skills. You need to do your best to get that file, and if you need me just let me know."

She nods, hands pressed against the table as her brown eyes survey the map.

Sallair is leaning against the wall of the van, trimming her nails. "So wait." She walks over, pointing to the room she's supposed to get in through the vents. "Will the vents be on the ground or the ceiling?"

Blinking, Marque takes her question in for a couple seconds before responding. "I'm not sure. And I don't see how it really matters."

Her mouth turns down, a displeased look on her face. "Well, I do. If the vent comes from the ground then it will most likely put me at a disadvantage, as the whole popping the vent off and jumping out of there will be a struggle as it is. That, combined with the guards that will likely be in there, mmm." She clicks her tongue, shaking her head as she folds her arms, "Not the most ideal. However," Her blows air out of her mouth, trying to get her bangs out of her eyes, "if I go through the ceiling...I'll probably seem like some wannabe trying to do either some spiderman or mission impossible sh!t."

Jarin facepalms, gesturing to Marque to continue.

After about ten minutes, Sallair walks away, grabbing a back and swinging it over her shoulders. She stands there, watching them talk as she stands on the tips of her toes, swinging her arms as she goes back to her heels. Up and down, up and down.

She checks her watch. "Listen, as much fun as this is, I have exams today, exams I'd rather not fail. So could we do this sometime later?"

The three adults share a look over the table. A look of almost exhaustion and annoyance is on almost all of their faces as Edith nods and grabs keys from a pocket like device hanging on the wall, gesturing to Sallair. "C'mon kid, let's get you to school."

"Yay." She said, following her out of the van to another car. "Why plan a heist when you could go to school instead?"