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fandomhigh2018-07-10 06:48 am
raspberryturk) wrote in fandomhigh2018-07-10 06:48 am
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Sabotage, Infiltration, and Blowing Shit Up, Tuesday, Period 2
Today's class was meeting in the danger shop this week, yes. Why? It was apparently a mystery at present, the room still set up in the default paneling, no sim to be seen. Reno was standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, looking about as smoothly pleased with himself as he ever did, whether he had a reason to be or not.
"Yo, rookies," he said, grinning out at the students assembled. "This week, we're actually gettin' into the meat of it. Infiltration, yo. Step one before you can go sabotage somethin' or blow shit up. You don't manage this part, you'll have a harder time with the other two."
Ino looked just as pleased with herself as he did, as she rocked back on her heels, her braids flapping around her legs. “In our line of work, you mess up, you get killed or worse. You guys mess up in this class, you ain’t gonna die, but you’ll get laughed at.” She leaned forward conspiratorially and faux-whispered, “They told us we weren’t allowed to kill you lot. Sad, really.”
Ino didn’t really mean that.
“So, oh wise and glorious old one,” Ino was grinning impudently at Reno, why yes, “what does infiltration entail today?”
"Aww, she thinks I'm glorious," Reno drawled, before bringing up the sim for the day. It was... a movie theater. Or, at least, the street outside of it. "We're startin' small today. No point throwin' you at somewhere you're gonna get shot at until we know where you stand. So the challenge here is to get in for a free movie, yo. But before you just go bargin' on in, there's some junk you gotta keep in mind. Like knowin' the enemy, bein' aware you're steppin' in on their turf. Knowin' what it is they're lookin' for, what'll get you caught. Knowin' the consequences of it."
Ino smacked Reno upside the head with one long braid. “To be successful at infiltratin’ a place, you gotta know it inside and out and you gotta know how to make your character fit the scene. It ain’t all skulking in shadows and slippin’ in behind turned backs. In fact, in a situation like this, that’s the worst thing you could do. You’ll stick out like a sore thumb. Here, you gotta blend. Take who you are and become somethin’ that ain’t you, but rather what other people expect to see. Your pride, your attitude, your everything ain’t matterin’ when you infiltrate. If you gotta shut part of you away to be successful, you do it.”
"And, to top it off," Reno said, rubbing the back of his head and wrinkling his nose a little, "if you're gonna go in, you gotta have an exit strategy. You get noticed, the last thing you want is to get caught. Can you run faster'n they can? Is there any chance that they'll cut you off at the pass? Can you blend in again while you retreat, or are you gonna have to fight?" He jerked a thumb toward the theater. "So, your assignment for the day is to get your ass in there for free without gettin' caught. Go watch a movie. You get bonus points if you manage to score popcorn, too. But you gotta work out your strategy to do it, alone or in groups if you need, yo."
“Even professionals work in teams,” Ino said, “so if you’re thinkin’ it’s lame to work with others ‘cause they might hold you back, don’t. You got a nice situation here. Practicing trusting each other. This island bein’ what it is, it ain’t always gonna be a nice situation where you gotta work together. So get to it, and bring us popcorn!”
[Open!]
"Yo, rookies," he said, grinning out at the students assembled. "This week, we're actually gettin' into the meat of it. Infiltration, yo. Step one before you can go sabotage somethin' or blow shit up. You don't manage this part, you'll have a harder time with the other two."
Ino looked just as pleased with herself as he did, as she rocked back on her heels, her braids flapping around her legs. “In our line of work, you mess up, you get killed or worse. You guys mess up in this class, you ain’t gonna die, but you’ll get laughed at.” She leaned forward conspiratorially and faux-whispered, “They told us we weren’t allowed to kill you lot. Sad, really.”
Ino didn’t really mean that.
“So, oh wise and glorious old one,” Ino was grinning impudently at Reno, why yes, “what does infiltration entail today?”
"Aww, she thinks I'm glorious," Reno drawled, before bringing up the sim for the day. It was... a movie theater. Or, at least, the street outside of it. "We're startin' small today. No point throwin' you at somewhere you're gonna get shot at until we know where you stand. So the challenge here is to get in for a free movie, yo. But before you just go bargin' on in, there's some junk you gotta keep in mind. Like knowin' the enemy, bein' aware you're steppin' in on their turf. Knowin' what it is they're lookin' for, what'll get you caught. Knowin' the consequences of it."
Ino smacked Reno upside the head with one long braid. “To be successful at infiltratin’ a place, you gotta know it inside and out and you gotta know how to make your character fit the scene. It ain’t all skulking in shadows and slippin’ in behind turned backs. In fact, in a situation like this, that’s the worst thing you could do. You’ll stick out like a sore thumb. Here, you gotta blend. Take who you are and become somethin’ that ain’t you, but rather what other people expect to see. Your pride, your attitude, your everything ain’t matterin’ when you infiltrate. If you gotta shut part of you away to be successful, you do it.”
"And, to top it off," Reno said, rubbing the back of his head and wrinkling his nose a little, "if you're gonna go in, you gotta have an exit strategy. You get noticed, the last thing you want is to get caught. Can you run faster'n they can? Is there any chance that they'll cut you off at the pass? Can you blend in again while you retreat, or are you gonna have to fight?" He jerked a thumb toward the theater. "So, your assignment for the day is to get your ass in there for free without gettin' caught. Go watch a movie. You get bonus points if you manage to score popcorn, too. But you gotta work out your strategy to do it, alone or in groups if you need, yo."
“Even professionals work in teams,” Ino said, “so if you’re thinkin’ it’s lame to work with others ‘cause they might hold you back, don’t. You got a nice situation here. Practicing trusting each other. This island bein’ what it is, it ain’t always gonna be a nice situation where you gotta work together. So get to it, and bring us popcorn!”
[Open!]
Sign In!
Re: Sign In!
Re: Sign In!
Re: Sign In!
Lecture!
Infiltrate!
[The cinema is moddable, as are the staff. Feel free to have fun with whatever you figure might be found in there!]
Re: Infiltrate!
But she'd run with a gang long enough to know that you didn't have to be sneaky if something else was drawing all the attention. So she stripped off most of her outer layers--the hat, the jacket, the accessories--and pulled her hair back so it was less obvious how much there was.
And then rather than going to the front of the cinema, she went around back. And, as she expected from any place with a kitchen, there was a dumpster. Dumpsters were great for fires. So she lit one. And then once it was burning merrily, she pounded on the back door. "FIRE!" she hollered, nice and unspecific like. As she expected, the door burst open and people came boiling out look. "Quick!" she pushed her way through the crowd. "We gotta get some water!"
People liked being told what to do in a crisis.
Watch the Movie!
Talk to the Teachers!
Re: Talk to the Teachers!
Maybe he'd even share. You know. If you made it in and all.
OOC!