A Night to Remember (Jeannie)

Bliss fixed the trim of the black, pleated skirt she came to be so accustomed to wearing during her excursions. The bows on her lower back and chest both remained perfectly in tact, but her right glove kept slipping down counter to the taut left glove. "I think I need body glue."

"Stop it. You're fine." Ashley peaked ahead, taking note of any changes from the plan they devised a few hours prior to making their way into the museum. Running contrast to the pastel colors of Bliss' sailor scout outfit, Ashley managed to keep herself in a constant state of change, until she finally fell on a black leotard with green skirt combination she loved. "We do need to find this tomb quickly."

"Can't do it quick enough for my tastes." Bliss brushed by Ashley, stepping into the main hallway with the clang of a heel. "I don't even know who tries robbing museums anymore? Isn't that all Danny stops now? By the way-"

"She had a prior commitment." A beam of light caught Bliss in the face. Ashley followed behind, eventually lowering the beam and looking Bliss in the eye. "It's just you and me, but I don't think we have much to worry about. I read through the files you stole. They only hired one lady to guard the exhibit. Someone named Jeannie Rose."

A letter went out to Jeannie Rose a few days prior, offering her a job in exchange for both a payment and room and board. Who knows, if she impressses, she might even get a major salary, but that was neither here nor there. What was important remaind in the details about Bliss and her ice and telekinesis, and Ashley and her loyalty to Bliss in thick and thin.

Nestled in the corner wing of the New York Museum of History, a display based upon the invention and development of communications offered little to the petty thief, but within the confines of the exhibit rested a basic binary code. One of the first codes used in programming. A Rosetta Stone to those who knew what they were looking for, and an antiquated piece of junk to everyone else.

Beyond that the shadowy figures that hired Jeannie Rose gave no real parameters other than protect the exhibit and capture the intruders.

so Jeannie found herself at her new job museum security guard huh she wondered if it would be like the movie and stuff came to life at night that'd be neat.

the museum people where nice giving just a place to stay why working for them. plus the idea of the bad guys coming to her inserted chasing them seemed like a nice change.

well, she guesses no bad guys is the preferred way for a security guards night to go, with the museum having closed she goes about making sure it's all looked up for the night.

she had a good feeling about this compared to some of the stuff she's gotten into a rent a cop job should be a piece of cake umm cakes yummy.

No one keened the floor in on the stealth nature of this particular mission. Each strike of the heel only appeared to grow louder as Bliss brought herself to a full stop. Going down to one knee, Bliss lowered her head through the cracks between each exhibit. Her original intuition proved to overlook the fact museum staff moved the exhibits at night so cleaning could take place.

Bliss and Ashley had split up to survey more ground in search for the code. An idea built on the necessity of time. The less they spent in the museum, the less chance they had of running into staff, night security, or this elite woman sent to stop them. How difficult it would be to extract the code still remained an unplanned variable as well.

While Bliss remained in the relative right location, Ashley made one too many wrong turns, landing herself in the American west section of the museum. The clicking of her heels followed with her. Turning her head with the flow of the flashlight gave her a little peek into the assorted villages and landscapes of the section- further highlighting she lost her way at some point.

Calling out for Bliss would only alert more guards; Ashley needed to get back on track quickly. Her skirt flipped from side to side, mirroring the same movement of Ashley's head. A row of boxes kept Ashley from sneaking out of the section of the museum, so she carried herself further down the row, searching for any little gap she could use to slip out.

Bliss kept to her own plans, pulling a crate out from the row with a lift of the telekinetic. She stuck her head in the gap and took survey of the naming on the other assorted crates. Did not look like a go ahead from there. Stepping back cleared her from any accidental work place damage she could take from making herself into a Bliss sandwich. But, the careful action did not bring her any closer to finding the code- except for knowing where not to look.

The organization whom took it upon themselves to hire Jeannie did so without the regular stipulations on security. For one, they did not want Jeannie to call the police, but merely to 'handle' the intruders. Second, they wanted the intruders handed over to them. Third, they paid simply in cash and did not give Jeannie any credentials, just the knowledge of where doors in and out of the building were located.

jeannie went about playing guard when she heard a funny sound, huh sounded like clicky heels, she decided to follow it. shinning her flashlight in the direction of the sound.she then saw a girl wondering about. she looked lost
hey miss did you get locked in or something?I can help you find your way out, it's pretty easy to get lost in museums there like really big.
she looks at a mao of the museum American west right where here then, you are going the wrong way the exit is this way.

you need to be careful you might get in trouble being in museums after there closed, lucky i found you and can let you out, but you should try and try attention to closing time ok?

A helpful voice grabbed Ashley's attention. And, the attention of her flash light. "Locked in? Oh. Well." While speaking with security did not help her continue her stealth, it might assist Bliss with the other side of the job. "Is it far from here? I feel like we should take a scenic route."

Along with the mere removal of the guard for a brief moment, Ashley began to think about the long term removal. Well, not long term as in a fatal solution, more of the medium option. The option where she merely locks the guard up for a bit. But, first Ashley needed a little information from the guard. "So, you do security around here? I guess it's too bad they hired that Jeannie Rose lady. Probably terrible to work with." Ashley continued walking with the woman she thought would assist her.

Ashley looked back to Jeannie from time to time as they walked on, but never quite caught up on the friendly woman being the cat to her mouse. Floating lowly out of Jeannie's eye sight, Ashley sunk into a more desperate maneuver once she could confirm no one was watching. "Hey is that a burglar!" If Jeannie turned her back, Ashley would try to hit Jeannie in the back of the head with her less than stellar hand to hand combat skills.

oh well I guess it wouldn't hurt, not too far I think. I just started so still getting used to the place. huh no, I am Jeannie, I would like to think I was good to work with. so they said they were hiring me?

hiring security guards seems like an odd thing to announce about. well maybe they think having an awesome guard like me will scare would-be thieves away
she looks when the girl mentioned a burglar oh dear I should check that out then, you stay here where it's safe ok then I'll come back to help you out

jeannie looks for the burglar Ashley thought she saw

Jeannie gave Ashley the shot she wanted to deliver. Feeling the weight of the metal rod in her hand, Ashley moved just behind Jeannie, choked up on the rod, and delivered a strike to the back of Jeannie's head. If he strike went through, it would hopefully knock Jeannie cold. Then, Ashley could think of what to do next.

Bliss could not find any trace of the code. In frustration she began to slide the boxes back with a little less ease. Nothing emerged. Tapping her foot, Bliss looked over to an exhibit on the north side of the hall. Following it like a moth to fire, Bliss rubbed her hand over the display case. Nothing about the code, but the information under the glass did look familiar to her. "Right path, I guess."

owwie what was that? jeannie rubs her head and looks aroundhuh sneaky burglar, hey the girl is gone oh know what of the burglar might have kidnaped her? I'll have to rescue her then Jeannie goes to look for her, and wonders if she should stop in the medieval exhibit to borrow a helmet to keep stuff from bonking her on the head

The single act of knocking Jeannie out worked well for Ashley. An act she did not want to feel proud of, but in some way definitely could feel some swelling within her gut. After she knocked Jeannie out cold, Ashley went off to find some rope and duct tape to keep Jeannie less argumentative and more passive in the heist business.

However, Ashley's knockout did not come with a complete guarantee as to how long it would knock someone out for. And, as Jeannie would get up from her action nap, Ashley would be standing before her, carrying the means of typing Jeannie up in her hands.

Maybe she would not notice. If so, Ashley prepared herself to go along with that prerogative. Otherwise, Ashley would be prepared to throw down.

oh there you are Jeannie smiles seeing the girl was ok oh you found some rope good idea now we can tie the burglar up when we find them

"Oh. Wow, you are- dense and too persistent. I actually feel bad for lying rather than what I'm about to do." Looking down to the rope and back to Jeannie, Ashley let a little sigh out before using telekinesis to hold Jeannie down. "Just so you know, what we are stealing is going to be good, so it's not like we're going to blow up a city or anything."

Ashley would loop the rope around Jeannie's arms, tying them to her side. "We just need the code, or whatever it is Bliss wants, then, we will be out of your hair." The rope would pull around Jeannie's hands and then her ankles to keep her more subdued. Finally, Ashley would tear off a piece of tape and put it over Jeannie's mouth. "No hard feelings, but I need you to be quiet. I do not want to meet this Jeannie Rose person, and you are way to loud to allow us to go on quietly."

Leaving her out in the open would do Ashley no real good for the sake of stealth, so Ashley began searching around for somewhere to stash Jeannie Rose.

huh, hey that tickles Jeannie annoyingly found herself tied up and the girl tricked her she was the burglar. well, that makes sense she didn't notice anyone but the girl before.

so she gave her the owie on her head. and there was another one too. she'll have to get out and catch them. jeannie notices a suit of armor and wiggles toward the sword by it to cut the rope.

Most of the museum resided behind closed off sections of exhibits and inside of containment boxes set aside to keep the air from contaminating anything. Ashley could not find any particular place to hide the security guard she failed to identify as Jeannie Rose. She never stopped to think about Jeannie getting out once she left her tied up, so in her mind, it would just leave an obstacle for Jeannie to find. The latest in a list of bad mistakes.

While pushing past another box in frustration, Bliss stumbled across the greatest find of her night. No, it was not the origin code, but it did point the way. Quite literally too. "Is it pointing to the code, or is it supposed to be pointing there when they set everything up tomorrow." Bliss followed the arrow with her eyes. "Bliss, you do good work."

huh where did that sneaky thief go? jeannie looks around for the burglar, she hears something banging around.

she spies someone a different girl looking through the boxes huh she might be the partner the other girl talked about. frezze burglar person I'm not falling for the you got locked in by not paying attention closing time trick again

The shattering of the glass over the display echoed louder than Bliss would have wanted, but in the end, she could now say she owned the primordial code. "Not too impressive. I guess it does a little job, then looks good." Bliss dropped the hard drive into an insulated pouch, snapping it into place, and placing it in a bag around her shoulder. "Where did Ashley go? I hope it doesn't take longer to find her than to find this code."

The hopes of a quick finding found Bliss. The startled bark of arrest shook Bliss momentarily, putting her on her heels and out of her mind. "God! Don't sneak up like that!" A row of ice would begin to form under Jeannie's feet, hoping to keep her stuck to the floor. "I don't know what happened before, but the woman you met with earlier, if you can point me to her, I'll just leave you locked in a closet or something."