"Alright gentlemen, this should be a simple job." Bain said through the two heister's headset. A van backed into the alley, a jewelry store facing them on the other side. "Get in, fill up several bags with jewelry, get out before the cops arrive, otherwise, you'll have to stand them off while the van relocates." The van stopped the doors opened, showing them half through the alley with the store dead. "Keep the crowd under control and make sure the glass isn't is hooked up to an alarm. I've heard good things about you two. Don't disappoint me. Especially you, Karate. You need to payback your plane ticket to this."
Karate slipped on his mask, and chuckled to himself. "Yeah, yeah... I'll only pay you back if this works." he made sure his shotgun was loaded properly, before turning back to the others in the van. "You sure this is everyone?"
Nicholas looked at Karate. "yeah...for the moment...but shouldn't it be a btter Idea to take a more silent approach? I mean,if we went in there without our masks and armor we could just scan the place first and then maybe take a few minutes to plan out the heist.we could knock out the guards and answer the pagers to keep anything suspicious from happening...and I have quite a lot of ties so if anyone shows up we could tie them up..."
"A silent approach will work, but if we get inside, won't it be suspicious if we enter with our boiler suits?" Karate replied, mistakenly checking his shotgun again. "From what I remember, janitors don't usually have money for jewelry."
"Oh for the **** sakes!" The driver from the van yelled. "If you two morons don't get to it, I'll rob the place myself. And I won't have to worry about being stealthy or not!"
Nicholas turned to the driver. "Okay then,You'll need a mask,some weapons,a few grenades,some ties,a money bag,and a boiler suit." Nicholas put all of these things in the back of the van and he started walking away. "Good luck with 20 cops shooting at you!"
"Thank god." The driver said, putting on a surgical mask and some aviators. He waited till Nicholas was out of the way before throwing the van in reverse, having screech through the alley, across the street, and into through the jewelery store's window, all whilst flipping the bird out the window at him. He hopped out and walked through the front door. "Everyone out, this is a robbery." he said calmly. "I don't want your wallets and I implore you to call the cops AFTER leaving the store." While he was talking, a couple of guards ran out through the alleys next to the store.
Zoning back in from whatever flashbacks he was having, Karate sprinted into the store. Without thinking, he chopped a woman's leg with his hand. "I'MBACKDON'TWORRY," he shouted.
The guards rounded the corner and shot at the other two robbers. Sage whipped around and let loose with his Swedish K, riddling the guards with holes. "Yeah!" he yelled over that inept robber across the street. "You're also the only moron standing out in the open not calling the cops! Either get busy running or get busy robbing!"
Using his shotgun, Karate began to smash open glass cases, before filling his bag with anything shiny. "What's the getaway plan?" he called from his corner of the store.
"Well, The van's already half way into the store. Might as well use it!" Sage yelled as he bagged up some jewelry and tossed it in the back of the van. "We got got less than 20 seconds till the blues arrive, get ready!"
Sage laughed as he tossed some bags of jewelry in. "You act like we're knocking over the Benevolent Bank over on 32nd! Everyone knows the first responders are cheap blue shirts! We've got another minute till SWAT arrives!" he said as a couple of police cruisers skidded to a halt outside.
"Well let's just hurry up with this! It's still guys with guns who are gonna be shooting us!" he packed more jewelry into his bag. "And trust me,a minute can go by fast when your robbing a bank!"
Karate threw his bag of jewelry and mistakenly grabbed glass into the broken windshield of the van, and pushed it back, freeing the van from a demolished jewelry case. "C'mon! Van's ready!" He shouted, climbing into the passenger seat.
Nicholas packed a bit more jewelry then tossed it in the back of the van and jumped in the drivers seat.
Sage watched before strolling over to the driver door, as the police began taking positions around the van. He simple glared through aviator's at Nicholas. "Get. The Hell. Out." he said.
