"The Grand" Plan (semi-lit+)

Ooc: haha I fell asleep, sorry about that! My intro will be up in a few.

OOC:: No worries, =]

Trevor reread the letter over and over. Who was crazy enough to rob a casino? And better yet how did they know about his bank job and why are they threaten him with it? Man, they must've really wanted the money in that vault. He, after a few more times of rereading, closed up the letter and stuck it in his pocket. He went to his hotel room, packed up what he had, and bought an air ticket to Las Vegas. Only a three hour flight luckily, and the only thing he'd need to do now is shred the letter before he left. He took out a black pen, scribbling out all of the words. He tore it up into pieces, and threw them away into three different trash cans that he had passed by. At this point he had been a pro at getting rid of any evidence. He had gotten caught once just by not getting rid of a note.

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Maggie Flynn shut a letter much similar to Trevor's, however her threat had been about changing a CIA interface just so they would be off of her back. She sighed, luckily she was already in Vegas at this point, but she wasn't sure if she'd follow through. Who was this leader person anyway? She packed her bag in her hotel, checking out to go over to The Palace. It was about a block away from where she was. She called a taxi over, placing her bag inside and telling him where to go.

Keith Shedler sat uncomfortably in the stiff backed hotel room chair. He had been working for these guys for awhile, so, unlike Maggie and Trevor, he hadn't recieved a letter, just a simple, personal phone call, telling him what the new job was and where to go. He sighed, glancing around, the only other familliar face was that of Lana Black, who had been working for these guys for about as long as he had. Looking over his shoulder, he stood, walking casually across the fancy hotel room and pulling his large, black duffle bag towards him. It was heavy, which was to be expected, as it housed all his tools and most a few random sticks of dynamite. Dynamite, his code name, given to him as a joke when his friends in this group realized that he carried sticks of dynamite on his person. The name, sadly had stuck, and now it had become part of him.

Lana was curled on the bed, aimlessly flicking through TV channels, bored. She glanced at Keith once in awhile, being old friends with him, and having worked jobs like this before. She liked his style, and his work was interesting, but they were only friends. She flicked her dark hair over her shoulder and sighed, looking out the large hotel window and wondering when the two new guys would get here. One of the hackers had been caught on a side job last month, and their other action-handler had been shot, not dead, just terrified to leave the house now. She tapped her thin fingers on her jeans, waiting impatiently for the new guys.

Maggie grabbed her green suitcase out of the taxi, tipping the man nicely, and walking into the casino. She looked around, it was much fancier than the one she had just been staying in, and it seemed much more up-tight. So she figured it was a good cover spot just because a lot of important people must've met up there often. Instead of going to the front desk, she went straight to the elevator and hit the button to the top floor. The suites were always on the top floor, and there were probably only two of them, so she had a 50-50 chance of the right one. She walked up to the one at the end rather than the front one, and knocked on the door. She could hear a TV on on the inside, but she didn't hear anyone talking. She was hoping she could figure this all out befor she got herself into this too far. She pushed her blonde hair behind her shoulders and fixed her tank-top slightly so it felt more comfertable while she waited.

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Trevor landed at the airport, only being questioned once on his way to the plane. He was always questioned being on the "watch list" at the air port just because of that one time. He shook it off getting out of the plane, and over to baggage claim. He got his red duffle bag, and was about to leave when another security personal came to check on him again. He asked what he was doing there, and again, Trevor answered, "Just to gamble at some casinos. I wanted a vacation." That got the guy to leave, but whoever the hacker would be for this job needed to change the security's watch list, otherwise he'd turn into a liability rather than an asset. He left the building quickly, practically jumping into a taxi and telling the driver to take him to The Palace. He felt his scar under his shirt, just to the left of his heart. He'd been lucky that the bullet had missed by about an inch, otherwise he'd been dead. That must've been why he had been so reluctant to do jobs lately: the only lucky thing about this new job was that he had almost completely recovered from the shot.

Keith sighed, looking at the door as someone knocked.
"Show time" he teased Lana, standing up and pulling open the door.
"Hey" He said casually, not really to concerned about introducing himself to the girl, he knew who she was. The Leader had already shown both him and Lana pictures of Maggie and Trevor as well as enlightening them on their perspective backgrounds.
"Come on in" He said, stepping back into the hotel room. Lana was now seated, cross legged on the bed, she smiled at Maggie, her green eyes flashing to Keith for a moment. Though they had seen pictures of Maggie, she still looked way to sweet to be involved in this kind of work.

Lana smiled, shaking her head for a minute.
"Hey, nice to see you actually showed. I'm Lana, and this is Keith" She didn't bother with last names or code names. If and only if Maggie accepted this job, would she be enlightened to the actual names of those she was working with. Lana's eyes flickered to the DVD player, inside was a pre-recorded message from 'The Leader' mainly designated for Maggie and Trevor, as both herself and Keith had already spoken to him and knew the job.

"Hey," Maggie said stepping in and added, "and I'm guessing you already know that I'm Maggie." She shrugged tossing her suitcase to the side and looking around. She only saw the other two here and asked, "So how many more are in this job?" She figured that they'd be waiting for someone else, and that meant that she had some time to get herself set up. She went over to her suitcase, opening it up, and taking out a laptop. She went over to the coffee table sitting down and opening up her computer. She turned it on and started messing around with stuff. She wanted to see how tight the security systems were here before she tried anything. She had to be careful not to mess up with anything because the casino was probably looking for computer problems as a first sign onto something.

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Trevor looked at the casino as the taxi drove up. He gave the guy money, and no tip, before taking his bag and walking inside. Doing about the same as Maggie, he had just walked past everything pretending like he knew where he was going. He went to the top floor, looking around at camera's and such before going to the door at the end of the hall. It was the only room making any sound, so he figured they'd be in there. He had been known as 'the stuntman' for most of his jobs just because of his hollywood style tactics when he pulled things off. He sighed knocking on the door deciding to be polite to them when he'd first meet everyone.

"Yea, one more" Keith said, nodding his head at the 'already knowing her' comment. He sighed and flopped back down into a comfortable chair. He kicked his feet onto the coffee table, watching Maggie with wide eyes. He wasn't really used to the hackers, considering his job was more of a solitary, climbing around under a building one. He sighed and looked at the TV, snorting as he saw a Hollywood scene from an action movie.
"Fake, fake, fake" He grumbled, watching a building blow up. Keith didn't mind hollywood imitating explosions, but he felt that if they had to, they should at least represent them correctly.

Lana hopped off the bed, knowing Trevor was standing behind the door. She was sort of anxious to meet the person she would be woking with for most of this job, and perhaps a few after. People tended to be hired for noe job, but stay for the rest of their lives.
"Hey" She said, casually opening the door and smiling at Trevor. She stepped aside, "Come on in" She said, closing the door behind him.
"That's Keith, Maggie, and I'm Lana" She said, smiling at him again.

Maggie laughed slightly entertained at how irritated Keith got when the explosions looked fake in the movies. She got just as irritated at some of the hackers in movies; they'd get away with too much for what they did. She then set her laptop down hearing another person walk in. She saw it was Trevor and shook her head saying, "We really got hired for the same job...again." She then turned to Keith and said, "You do realize I won't do anything for him."

Trevor laughed a bit at Maggie and said, "Aww com'on Mag's, I just need one little favor." He looked over at the other two nodding and tossing his bag down carelessly away from Maggie's and looking around the room. He sat down across from Maggie and Keith and said, "Just get the security around here off my back, and I won't talk to you anymore."

Maggie rolled her eyes and picked up her laptop getting into a security database. She then said, "Really Trevor? They're watching you because you said you wanted to gamble here. What did you even do?"
"I didn't do anything. They just came up to me asking quesions, that's all." Trevor responded seeing Maggie put her laptop back down figuring that it was taken care of.

Keith sighed, nodding his head at Trevor before turning his attention back to the movie. Odviously these two knew eachother, but he had no desire to really speak to them right now. He sighed again, glancing up at Lana, wondering what she was thinking. Trevor hadn't really noticed her, which probably irked her. Lana was one who liked attention, and she didn't appreciate being annoyed. He sighed, "Uh.. I guess there's some buisness we have to get to' He said, hating being the one talking. Keith was laid back, and not really one to initiate anything. Standing up, he walked over to the DVD player and turned it on.
"The Leader has a message for you two" He said, nodding at the two new comers.

Lana crossed her arm and sat down on the floor in front of Keith. She was a bit annoyed at being ignored, particularly by the person she had to work with, closely. She paid her attention back to Keith as he turned on the DVD, she had already heard this message , via the phone, so she wasn't really listening as the Leader's voice filtered from the black screen.
Basically he outlined the job, and went so far as to introduce herself and Keith and their prespective jobs.

Trevor listened casually to the briefing thinking about what was said. It was sort of weird getting instructions from a video that he still didn't know who "the leader" was anyway. It gave him a sort of bad feeling, but he would just do this so he wouldn't get caught of the Italian job. He glanced over at Lana now knowing that she was the other Action-Handler, this should be interesting. "So I guess we don't do anything till the very end, huh?" he said looking over at Lana after the video had stopped. He then stood up walking over to the window. He looked outside, over to the casino they would be robbing. He looked at the size and began thinking about it; the vault was fifty feet below the main floor, it was going to be a hard get-away. There was a reason why people didn't get away from the casinos when they tried to rob one.

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Maggie watched the video and rolled her eyes at Trevor again. Who had been stupid enough to hire the both of them? If they knew as much as they seemed to know, then they should've known that she and him did not get along at all anymore. She shook it off looking at the other two not really knowing what to do now. They couldn't really move on until they knew their initial plans to start the job.

Keith sighed, relaxing. The video was just basic information, now one had recieved their actual jobs yet, that would come via phonecalls.
Opening his bag, he handed out two cell phones, one to Trevor and one to Maggie.
"This is how The Leader will reach you, you also have eachothers phone numbers programmed in, just in case" He said, sighing and shaking his head. He checked his own cell phone, there was a message, but it was from Lana, and she had already told him.

"Yea, but he might ask us to be inside on the floor or something" Lana responded, flicking her dark hair over her shoulder. She had been on the inside a few times, working the floor, meeting with the marks and stuff. She was used to it, but she didn't know if Trevor had.
She took the phone from Keith and tossed it to Trevor. "He'll call you, you don't call him" She warned, shaking her head and sighing. She wished Adrian were here, he had been the other Action-Handler, but these days he wouldn't even leave the house.