2012-09-08

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Art of the Heist, Friday, 3rd Period

Instead of a holding cell, this week Oz had the Danger Shop set up as the living room of a small, dingy apartment with a whiteboard handing where the television should have been. There was pizza on the table. Because Oz cared.

"So last week you formed your crew, and for the sake of argument we'll assume you all trust each other. Maybe not fully, but enough." Though Oz would be more than happy to organse some trust exercises if they didn't. "And you've got an idea of each other's skills. The next step is the finding and choosing the job, which in some ways is the hardest part because if you pick the wrong one then you haven't got a chance in hell of pulling it off."

"Now there's a lot of factors that go into choosing a job, starting with the kind. A general rule is the bigger the crew, the bigger the jobs you can pull, but that's only a general rule, you get the right combo of skills and smarts and the smallest crew can do the biggest heists. One way you to go about finding a job is to figure out what your end goal is, and how the pros and cons of each kind of target factors into that." Oz started writing on the whiteboard. "For example, you want to get rich quick, you can hit a bank, but they tend to have good security, plus they might have marked the bills somehow, you don't mind waiting for returns, you might go for jewels, gold, that kind of thing, but then you need to find a fence. Maybe you're in it for the challenge, the notoriety, then you go for museums and art, but then you mightn't be able to find a buyer, and high-profile jobs make you a high-profile target."

"So for today's class, I want you guys to talk turkey about what kind of end goals each of you have, and start suggesting targets and why they work or don't work for the crew."
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Library, Saturday

Cassidy was quite aware of all of the heightened emotions that she was picking up from the psychic scents of people as she got ready for the day and headed to the library. She could, perhaps, knock on the doors of the most upset ones to see if they needed anything, but that might be considered as being nosy or prying and she didn't want to upset anyone.

So, against all of her urges to help, she forced herself to continue to the library, hoping that perhaps if soemone needed help, they would seek her and the library out.

When she got there, she found an inordinate amount of books on being a girl waiting for her on the tables.

"Oh," she sighed, shaking her head. "It must be that weekend, again."

She hoped Loki and Evan were all right...