~*September of 06'*~
The planning process started soon after Pierce's plan was heard out. Kyouki gathered the crew, did some research, and was more than ready to go.
"You will live 'normal' lives."
They all looked at Kyouki as if she grew another head. Was she kicking them out? The confusion on all their faces as Ky called the meeting. Pierce and Kyouki went over who was best suited in his crew to work the tables. Gat had the guards and security to handle. Shaundi was included because of who she knows, and there would need to be eyes in the security rooms and feedback with the ins and outs of the casino.
"You're still Saint. You are just going to school to learn the art of croupier. I hear a good number of you are pinchers, so that would come in handy when you are at the tables." She said.
The group smiled as others chuckled while Kyouki handed out applications to the school that taught the skills needed to work in any casino. Kyouki, having gone over the booklet, saw that they taught several things, valuable skills, that can be useful outside of the gambling halls.
"You will start when you are able. I hear it is anywhere from four to twelve weeks per standard course. Though I would prefer it if you study it all. They provide language classes as well. Take up those too." Ky looked each of them in the eye, as she assured them that help will be provided to them if they needed. This is an opportunity for her crew to gain the knowledge they didn't have previously. "Remember, this is not a flag drop. This is an extension. This will be more of a gain for your benefit, along with our name out there like never before. I also included some money for you. I want results, dismissed, and good luck."
~*Purgatory, April of 07'*~
That was many months ago. But Murphy and his damned law were at it with astounding force! The only thing Kyouki and the crew could accomplish was sleep.
For the past year and a half, they worked their asses off. Every other day was strategic planning on the heist. Aisha subjected Ky to vocal exercises on the off days they weren't heist planning. The numbers they wanted on the floor as the croupiers in the popular casino were few. They well established themselves with most of the security in their jobs and knew other workers by name.
Truck drivers, who also worked in the security field, they were dealing with not only the safe money but the ATMs as well. Most of what the Saints had mapped out paid off. Several of their members were legally working at the seaside Palace. Initially, Ky wanted to have at least fourteen people, but by grace got six who were on tables.
A simple workaround, Ky had them working to assist in the misdirection that Kyouki herself was working on.
The drivers who worked the trucks for the seaside area. Mapped out routes, also the traffic lights, staked out security, and locations of exits. Even building blueprints ended up in their hands. As others saw it mostly as friendly banter. False trucks were also being put together to haul away with as much money as they could. With Pierce and Johnny driving the money to a secure location, the three saw fit.
Shaundi and Ren proved valuable with the security cameras, tiny pin-like button covers to have a double set of eyes on each person, to keep watch over the comings and goings of security.
Kyouki was feeling very confident.
~*Dane's, May.*~
Some nights Kyouki had dinner dates with Dane, which ended early because she was so tired.
"How was your day today?"
"Hm, it was alright."
"What did you do? I am interested in all facets of your being, My Lady." Dane looked up to see her daydreaming. "Kyouki?" Before she would blink and respond, this night her gorgeous eyes closed with her chin resting on her hand. He watched as she dozed off. With a smile, Dane stood, coming around the table to her side. "Upsy daisy." He chuckled when carried her to his bed.
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Saints Row: Bullet to the Heart
FanficKyouki 'Li' had her life mapped out. No, they lay it out for her to follow, until one day she chooses her own path. That path led down the wrong side of town that had her staring down the barrel of a Vice9 pistol. Years went by and when she thought...