blackpearl44 & fallen;

[`sappho]

ｆｌｅｕｒ ｈａｒｇｒｅｅｖｅｓ — ♔

xxx"that is one thing i do remember from our missions." fleur took the passport from him and looked it over. it didn't look fake and had all of her correct details. if it was fake then whoever had made it was obviously skilled at what they did. she decided not to even ask and slipped it into her bag. the only thing about this trip that made her nervous about this trip, other than possible death, was that if something went wrong she might be stranded in a country where she didn't speak the language, knew no one and had no home. so many things about this trip were gambles and she wasn't sure if she wanted to be playing.

xxxthe woman rolled her eyes and decided to play along. "no, defiantly not. i need at least three weeks to pack," she said to him as she started walking towards her apartment. once they were there, she quickly pulled out her suitcase and began putting her few clothes into it. she didn't really own a lot of clothing because she wasn't big on spending her money for that type of stuff. she then grabbed some comfortable sweatpants and a t-shirt and changed in her bathroom. fleur was dreading going to the airport.

--- sounds good to me, we can go ahead and timeskip now! c:

[fallen;]

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the siren smirked at the horrified man standing in front of her, feigning a concerned look as she studied him. "i'll ask you nicely one more time, what is the code?" she asked the trembling man, mouth a thin line as she stared at him. it was another bank robbery. since she and angel - ironic the nickname she had chosen for her partner given her power - had been doing so well during the last few robberies, they decided to hit another one. it wasn't like the police were doing much of anything to stop them. a short song and a tiny bit of bribery got the cops off their backs. well, for the most part. some of the cops broke out from her spell or rather just had the self will to not fall for it, causing a few units to always be breathing down their necks. not that it mattered much, since they were never successful in catching either of the girls.

turning her attention to the man, she sang a soft song, giving him a sweet smile as she sang. the man's eyes went an icy blue, as he listened to her, falling right into her trap. "you want to give me the pass code to the safe," she instructed the bank teller, who nodded slowly in response. "five-four-one-seven-six," he responded, getting a laugh from camila. "you hear that angel? five-four-one-seven-six," she called to the other, looking at their hostages. she didn't want to hurt any of them, not that she wasn't beyond it.

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number two had never been a fan of flying. not that he had much experience in a plane. the one time he had been in a helicopter occurred during his police academy days, and they were barely five feet off the ground before the anxiety kicked in. he became a stuttering mess, throwing himself out the helicopter's open door to get himself out of the flying death trap. arguably it would have been safer to just let the pilot land them so he could get out, but he wasn't going to wait that long. things didn't last long with the academy after that. a few cruel words about the incident (and allison as well given how often she was in the tabloids) was all it took for diego to get into an fight. he wasn't quite sure he could call it a fight - the other candidates didn't stand a chance. of course his sergant didn't bother to get his side of things and he was promptly thrown out of the academy.

thankfully they landed, back on sweet sweet land. despite how hard he tried, he was sure fleur could see the panic on his face. if she didn't see the panic then she would have noticed the death grip on the arm seats. maybe he should have taken something before the flight. oh of all the times to not be in touch with klaus. regardless of all of that, they had now landed, safe and sound on the ground in the hotel they would be staying in. "our rooms are across from each other," he told the other, approaching her with the key cards. he had two duffel bags, one full of knifes and other various things they may need for the mission. getting that bag through security had proved hard, but he figured it out.