Hassan pulled up a map of the part of the city the building was in and started planning out an escape route. 2 days wasnt much time, he wasnt even sure they made teams. regardless he found himself a room and took a seat. He hadn't expect to be staying there but perhaps he should have. living with the people you work with is one way to build a sense of team work but a 'practice' heist would have accomplished the same thing. He thought about all the people that had been in the room, seems like Booker covered most of the bases when compiling this team but there was no buying team participation. presumably most of these people were team players of some sort but Hassan knew how group dynamics went, it was only a matter of time before things got complicated.

"Uh-huh. Then I need to look at all the security" Niesha said. She wouldn't have been surprised if his sources were some of her informants. "And probably replacing most of it. You just seemed intent on killing the poor thing"

Relieved that he had stopped, she turned around "a hideout in the sewers is a good idea, as long as the don't come crashing down on us, still what will you do when and if they do maintain down in these sewers?"

Stiles walked towards the map Booker had laid out. It was crude but he managed to memorize a few routes here and there. Stiles turned his attention back to the bottle of vodka. The memories that alcoholic drink holds in Stiles' mind are numerous. The only good one that he cares to remember is how Delilah would come home and hum him his favorite song. Stiles could only get her to sing the song while Delilah was drunk. It's the only way he can remember his mother's face. Delilah is quite the singer while intoxicated, every note on pitch, vibrant and bright. Her voice is comparable to that of a siren's, always drawing in Stiles' ears, the song always brought a calming sensation to him.

Stiles shook himself from his daze and looked to Jaquelyn. "You always clean up after everyone?" He spoke softly.

Jacquelyn smiled and looked over at Stiles, "Yes, it's an old habit of mine. Plus, if I'm going to practically be living here I might as well keep it decent. You always seem to be looking at that bottle of vodka, for someone who protests alcohol you are certainly drawn to it more than one might think."

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Jacquelyn smiled and looked over at Stiles, "Yes, it's an old habit of mine. Plus, if I'm going to practically be living here I might as well keep it decent. You always seem to be looking at that bottle of vodka, for someone who protests alcohol you are certainly drawn to it more than one might think."

(Sorry I edited my post. I thought she had gone off to unpack. Ill change my post and respond.)

"This particular brand of alcohol does hold some sentimental value." Stiles said uncorking the bottle. "But at the same time, it got my sister killed, my last and only family member." Stiles walked next to Jaquelyn and began pouring the bottle's contents out. The smell instantly filled the room.

Slowly Tara entered the room, walking slowly at the group fanned out. A few seemed to have gathered around a map of some sort. Figuring that was as good of a place to start as any, she heads towards them as a man breaks off, wrinkling her nose slightly at the disgusting smell of alcohol. She supposed she'd just have to get over that though... it seemed the hideout itself was a bar. Switching trajectories, the woman moves to Jacquelyn and Stiles, a small smile evident under her half mask.

Jinny let out a slow breath as she stood outside the hideout door. This was it. She was going to make her family proud. Even though she knew she had plenty to learn, she was excited to show off what she could do already. Hopefully her big brother had settled the details with the leader of this band of thieves- she was sure some of the grown ups would be less than thrilled to see a 'little girl'. But she would earn her place.

She opened the door silently, and headed in on silent pink sneakers. She was small and lightweight besides- add to that the fact that most people were looking several feet above her, and she was rather unnoticed as she entered. There was a gold mask clutched in her left hand, and a pink schoolbag on her back. She looked like a grade school student.

It was an excellent cover.

Chew...chew...chew....Bridget was chewing her gum, while she was on a motorcycle that her cousin let her borrow, so sweet of him, anyways. As she was riding, she noticed a guy stealing an old woman's person, she usually dosen't help others, but she had a kind heart....today. Bridget sighed stopping and following after the guy. She looked down taking a deep breathe, seeing what she was wearing, which was black leather skinny jeans with boots and her jacket. She ran behind the guy as he shot some bullets at her, thankfully for her acrobatic skills, she would dodge some of the bullets by making a front flip and now appearing next to the guy, she spinned around kicking the gun away and punching him knocking him the hell out. She grabbed the purse flipping her hair and strutting towards grandma.

"Here." She smiled giving it to the old lady and now going on her way to visit her brother. As she arrived she went to a closet and took off her clothes, but underneathe she had a grey short dress and she grabbed her black pumps from her bag, putting it on and entering her brother's base. "Hello, Hello." She smiled looking at the others. "Sooooo! Where is Booker?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

Tara glances back mid her walk across the room as she hears the enthusiastic voice call out. Two more people had entered. ... how many people had this guy invited? And one was... a child? Curiosity peaked, she stops, pasting on a pleasant smile. "If you mean the guy running the place, I think he went that way," she nods off in the direction she had seen the man disappear to. Her eyes flicker back to the child. Her entrance had been as quiet as her own had been. If not for the loud woman she likely wouldn't have noticed the girl.

Jinny looked up at the woman who was looking at her, keeping her dark eyed gaze steady. "Hi." She adjusted her backpack slightly, wishing she didn't have to crane her head so far to look up at these people. One day she'd be taller. "This is a weird place for a hideout." She looked around briefly, at all the fine things. "I mean, it's pretty on the inside, but... what if it rains a lot? Then water would come in, right?" She'd hidden in a lot of places her life, but never the sewer. Not out of any sort of pride, only for the fact that she feared and hated rats.

"So... what do I call you?"

Bridget nodded fast as hell as she looked at the little girl. She stared at her for a second but snapped out of it. Wow, her brother surelymust be desperate to hire, little girls. She shooked her head and smiled at Tara. "Thanks." And with that, Bridget turned around going the direction that Tara pointed too. "Booger! Where are you?!" She yelled so her brother could hear her. Booger was something that she called him. Hopefully he will answer.

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"Uh-huh. Then I need to look at all the security" Niesha said. She wouldn't have been surprised if his sources were some of her informants. "And probably replacing most of it. You just seemed intent on killing the poor thing" Relieved that he had stopped, she turned around "a hideout in the sewers is a good idea, as long as the don't come crashing down on us, still what will you do when and if they do maintain down in these sewers?"

"I know I know. I need a lot of help with the security. Maybe you need to help me?" He said noticing someone telling for him. It was her. Bridget. You did not get to choose your family and his sister took the cake. "Where do you think I am, Bridge?" He yelled to her. He was always in the gym. "Hello Bridge. " He said when she came into the gym. "Niesha may I present my younger sister Bridget. " Booker said nodding. "About time you got here sis. " He said smirking.

"maybe I can. I haven't decided yet" Niesha replied, then watched the interaction interestedly. She was always fasinated by sibling interactions. Maybe because she had always wanted a little brother or sister. Might have got one too, if the jerk hadn't bashed her to death. "So, is thievery a family business then?" She asked

When they were told that they could do anything for the next to days to settle in, Alexis leap up in excitement and ran over to her massive haul of language, gazing around the room to find herself a nice spot to set up. When she spotted an empty place in the corner of the room she pulled her cart over to there and started to rearrange everything in that corner to her liking, Once done she started to carefully unpack her gear and set it up piece by piece carefully plugging in the monitors until there were six all sitting neatly in three rows of two, then hooking up two wireless keyboards to them along with two wireless mouses and plugging their connection chips to the computer when she pulled two of those out and placed them under the table she was setting up on, crawling under it for a moment to plug everything in.
"Right I think I'm all set up here" the girl grinned as she went to turn on her computer, all the screens flickering to life though each one showed something different when they all turned onto the desktop "Hackers central is up and running" She spoke to herself in a rather happy tone before sitting down and going to do a system check to make sure everything was fine, can never be to careful on the computer because you can get spyware or viruses from anything these days.

Bridget walked into the gym smiling at her brother giving him a big ole quick hug. "Oooooh. I didnt know you had a girlfriiiienddd!." She giggled patting his back. "Anywayssss. Hello, I am Bridget. Nice to meet you...ummm Nieshaa?" Nods seeing she got the name right...probably. "Anywaaaays! I came here to help a little around...you know. Im the best fighter, anyways." Looks at her nails and continue to talk. "Better then Booger here. AND Booger. Come on nowwww, you missed me so I had to come. Mmhm. Anywaysss! Ummm a family thing? Noo.. Its not...just me and Booger. I think...." nodded once again looking around. "Sooo what exactly are you guys doing? Should I leave you two be?" She asked raisimg an eyebroe running a hand through her long darkbrown hair.

Niesha couldn't help but laugh, "no, just snuck in to get a look at the place before demanding to be a part of it. That got ruined pretty quick, as he seemed intent on murdering a poor punching bag. I'll just continue my exploration and see just how lousely the security is here"

She headed out the room, pausing before walking down a hall. She eventually found living quAters and a girl setting up computers and such.

Interested, Niesha stepped in the room, "hello" she said brightly

"Hm? oh, hello" Alexis replied with a slight wave of her hand, her voice sounding muffled as she as sucking on a lollipop while her eyes were glued to the screen on her multiple computer screens. Alexis was playing some sort of online game, being a con woman within the game and a thief still as she had the best system ever to gain in-game money. Though on another of the screens she had some sort of schematics of a building up that seemed to be doing some sort of security sweep.
"Names Alexis" She then gave a halfass introduction not yet bothering to turn around and look at the person who had said hello, far to engrossed in hacking someone's game account then selling them back the stolen items to get money.

Smart girl, Tara thought. "Rebecca," she holds her smile. "And I was thinking something similar myself. To be honest," she looks up, gazing around the room. "I'm still not so sure about it." Granted she had missed most of the explanation of the job they were supposed to be pulling but... What could possibly big enough to pay this many people properly? Her head snaps back in the girl's direction. "And you?"

Niesha, curious, stepped up beside the girl, looking at the computers, "hacking. I'm Niesha. If you want, just call me Nessie" she brushed back her hair, thinking about dying it, "what's the best site you've hacked?" She asked, "and what's going on in Iissed the introduction and forgot to as booker"