Thieves of Europa

[Charity]

Cylenia didn't take her time to head towards the gems, quickly grabbing handfuls and shoving them into bags that they had. She seemed pressed for time, as she continued bagging as many as she could... This was probably good, considering she worked quickly under pressure...As she cleared out half of the gems, she yelled to Alyssia, "How much time?" Continuing to stock her bags, she noticed the vault had a side door... "W-wait.." This door must have lead to something even bigger than the gems they were currently taking. She moved towards it, trying to open it manually before she turned, "Do we have anymore explosives?"

[xena]

"Three menitz!" She answered, ticking the seconds in her mind. When Cylenia asked for more explosives she automatically tossed her a magnetic bomb. Stick the magnetic side to what you want to blow up, then run for cover.

[Charity]

Cylenia wasn't sure exactly if it was worth destroying the contents outside of the door. Her eyes moved from the contents within the room to the actual door. "Ah. What the hell." she said, quickly sticking the bomb on the door and grabbing Alyssia as they found that pillar once more.... At the explosion, Cylenia lifted her goggles and ran back into the vault to see what as behind the door - most of the gems were not scattered about. "Ahh." she said, as her lips creased into a smirk. The room was filled with bars of condensed gems, these things had to be worth a ton considering they were a new currency. Her hands moved quickly, as she picked up the largest bars that she could get before filling the bag with smaller ones.

Her mind didn't even think as to how they were going to get all of this stuff out of the place, she let that up to Alyssia. The time was down to a few seconds, she glanced to her for the exact time; prepared for the next phase.

[xena]

"Hokay, ve bitter goh naow." Alyssia waved for Cylenia to come over and join her. In rapid fire she pressed buttons, pulled levers and turned knobs that covered her remote. To any other person it would seem impossible to hold without messing with something, but Alyssia tossed and flipped it in her hands, she knew what everything on it did and knew it worked perfectly. An explosion from above now as a section of the roof just a few yards away burst and fell to the floor, followed by a ladder leading up to their ship. A sky boat built from scratch by Alyssia herself, similar to her remote it looked a bit jumbled in it's outward appearance, but everything inside was perfect clockwork. Alyssia began climbing the ladder, her remote in her bag, it lead into the cargo bay, which was open for them to get in.

"I have you now thieves!" Inspector Scott Bacula of the French Administration of Domestic Defense had entered the room, flanked by two heavy duty police clanks, "I knew it was you! Who else would be stupid enough to rob a Royal Bank!"

Alyssia looked down at Cylenia, "Dis iz Royal Benk?" She asked, shocked at her partner would select such a dangerous target.

"Surrender now!" He shouted, pulling out his Automatic Steam Pistol, "And I might lighten your sentence!"

[Charity]

Smirked patiently as the ladder hovered and Alyssia grabbed hold of it. She couldn't have imagined that such a vault would be so simple to raid. But of course, that is when the Inspector arrived...To Cylenia, the term inspector always brushed her mind as someone who would be inspecting a food eatery, therefore her respect for Scott was lower than normal - and boy did she enjoy cracking jokes about him.

"Should have washed your hands, Inspector. You'll cause a scene." she smirked at her witty remark, not having much time to think it over before she urged Alyssia to keep moving. Her hand moved to her thigh, where both her keys (old fashioned from her first aircraft) and gun rested.

When she heard Alyssia's reply, she looked up for a moment, "You didn't notice that?" she smirked, "It was our biggest looted tour!"

Regardless, she thought quickly on her feet - submission was not what she wanted to do, even though she knew exactly how she would escape; she wanted to save this trick for another time, when Alyssia was already safe in the aircraft.

She chuckled, "Surrender? Scotty boy, you know us a lot better than that!" Pulling out her lightning gun, she held it aiming at Scott, "You shoot, I shoot. You know the game by now Scott. Question is, do you really want to play?"