Palace Raid Mass Log

[stagethreeclinger]

Characters: Everyone signed up for the palace raid here
Date: 8-15
Location: The Palace
Situation: Raiding for things Eshai would be hiding while the palace guards are busy dealing with landfall.
Warnings/Rating: Uh explosions?

[[ ooc; There will be some subheaders below for each section of this little shindig, so just hop into whatever one of those you'd like and get to tagging! ]]

Pre-Raid | Team Threads | Post Raid

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[depicted]

Dorian frowns and pulls away from the lock, turning his set of picks around their keychain ring as if the rhythmic clinking could solve it. "This one isn't going to give either. Am I really that rusty?" It's rhetorical. He knows he isn't. He rises to his feet. "We should try the next before whoever is usually posted here comes back."

i am only a little late, i promise

[fatedchaos]

Vanessa stands to the side, gnawing at her lip nervously, something pretty unbecoming of one of the leaders of this whole raid. Still... "Don't worry about that. Catty's got the guards." There's a glance at her friend as she says that, trying to ignore the feelings of guilt that accompany it.

This is important, though, and a little memory loss isn't going to hurt anyone.

likewise 8|

[traitorously]

Catty shoots a smile over her shoulder at Dorian. "Take your time!" she reassures him. Everything from her expression to the way she's standing suggests that she's not taking this super seriously. If something important comes up, that'll change, but for right now she's enjoying herself.

Footsteps echo down the hall, and she sighs. "Speak of the devil. Just keep doing what you're doing!"

The kedan guard rounds the corner, and before he has time to even register what he's seeing, Catty is in his mind. The guard stops in his tracks like he's been frozen in place as the girl gently plucks at his memories and motivations, rearranging things. "You've already checked this section," she says calmly. "You heard the dis - uh, the commotion on the other side of the palace and are going to go and investigate that."

The kedan nods, turning woodenly and staggering off. He breaks into a run as Catty relaxes her grip on his mind and turns back to the other two, smiling. "Right! Let's keep going?"

/fashionably/ late; we're /fashionable/

[depicted]

Vanessa should relax, Dorian thinks, but then perhaps it's better for her overall if she stays uncomfortable with something like this. He keeps half an eye on what Catty does as he tries the next lock. "Well, that was a little dubious," he mutters. "I'm envious."

But this lock gives. Dorian's triumph reigns just in an "Ahah!" and a cocky little smile (undeserved, given how many locks he failed) and he opens the door to the elegant, grand marble room. "Well, well. Here's a pretty room. Shall we have a look?"

they are extremely fashionable people here

[fatedchaos]

"Dubious doesn't even begin to explain it," Vanessa huffs, but she knows it was something necessary. They can't be caught. Can't be thrown into the Emperor's jail. Not that she would actually allow that to happen, unless her powers went on the fritz again.

She looks around once Dorian gets the one door to open, leaning in past the frame. It's beautiful, but that's not so unusual. Every place in the palace has its own sort of beauty to it.

"Looks like we've found the bath." Awesome.