[ Alright, he's not actually an idiot, and he clocks on to what she's trying to do here. That doesn't keep him from gently rolling his eyes though, not at her attempt but at what she's forced to do for that Domina of hers. He just takes her by the arm and leads her to cafe seats close by. Not the best angle, but two people draws far more attention than one. ]
Look in the bag. See the strange lid? There is a hole in it and when you press the top, paint comes out. It’s called spray paint. Apparently in the future, there is such things as this too. And in the bottles, more paint. Only they’re in medicine bottles so it looks like what I am going to work with.
[ He may not understand it, but he accepts it with a nod. He lowers his voice as he speaks, pointedly not looking forward to the elevator (his intensity turned to her in the process). ]
There are two guards only, we will need some sort of distraction, if we can find reason to send them on a chase, we may have needed window to do damage and escape.
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What is all of this?
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[She looks around anxious not to be overheard.]
Look in the bag. See the strange lid? There is a hole in it and when you press the top, paint comes out. It’s called spray paint. Apparently in the future, there is such things as this too. And in the bottles, more paint. Only they’re in medicine bottles so it looks like what I am going to work with.
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There are two guards only, we will need some sort of distraction, if we can find reason to send them on a chase, we may have needed window to do damage and escape.
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[Eponine is very much hoping that Agron will be doing all of the punching necessary.]
Or I could pretend to faint or something? But you will have to paint on your own then.