the distractor offers her a faint nod , accompanied by a mellow chuckle , evidently framed with disbelief . “ hang out as in . . what ?? go get some drinks ?? honey , i don’t get off until about five am . you should know that . “ a brow quirks underneath the rose curls , manifestly entertained , “ and once i do get off , i’m gonna go straight to bed . what are you doing here , anyway ?? “ .
❝ five am? ❞ she pulled out her phone, trying to get an idea of how long that would be. she figured she could find some way to occupy herself until then, though, by that time she may actually start feeling tired. ❝ i’m bored and i haven’t been here yet so i thought it would be fun. anyways, a drink sounds nice. which one do you recommend? wait, can i buy you a drink? how do strip clubs work? ❞ maybe this was a bad idea.
humming in agreement , vegas took a look at the other , her slightly disheveled state & evidently tired eyes ; not that he faired any better with his hair looking like a bird’s nest & eyebags heavier than the weight of the world ❛ y’know you’re eventually going to be joining in on the action sooner or later , right ? ❜ he said quietly , lips turned up in a slight smirk at the thought of the other trying to be intimidating . ❛ why’re you still up ‘nyways ? ❜ muscles slowly but surely loosening at the other’s presence .
she looked almost offended at his words but it was soon met with laughter, ❝ but i’m baby?? ❞ on top of that, she didn’t trust herself to go out. she lacked a necessity when heisting. common sense. she was also terrible at hiding her expression, so the most she could do was scope out an area and hope that everything would run smoothly. ❝ ah, y’know. my asshole mind had an idea so i couldn’t sleep. but i just finished making this little communicator thing that hides behind your ear so other people can’t see it, so there’s that. what about you? ❞
clay is still learning to be human , after hours of being out of body &. letting something else take the wheel. there are fuzzy memories , bruises &. all the time lost. paying attention whenever he can feel ache in his bones , his mind screaming for the sweet tender god. ❝ we can like sell glue masks dude , holy shit we are gonna be able to buy flo rida before the heist. ❞ taking note of when his body drops to the ground with vomit on his chin , he was told that was what it was all about. it was about missing &. messing everything up. ❝ cant you like draw on eyebrows ? ❞
❝ DUDE. flo rida is gonna be ours, we don’t even have to wait for the supreme heist to get it. ❞ upon hearing cali’s words, she naturally looked down at her outfit. she was never one to dress up, unless she was going out, and she doubted that would change even with her eyebrows gone. ❝ bold of you to assume i’d take care of myself. — but real talk, i can barely put on my contacts every day. ❞ she gave cali a curious look, ❝ are you gonna draw on yours every day? ❞
𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙀𝘼𝙍𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 took final check at herself in the mirror. thorn was more of a solo rider, but she the place she was checking out today required a partner. however, she had no idea who her partner was going to be, and decided to go to anyone who looked pretty presentable. she rushed around and finally settled randomly. she tapped their shoulder, “ uh, this is random, but can you come with me somewhere and pretend to be my date ? i can pay you if you want. ”
she raised a brow at thorn’s request. she assumed it would be for a job and she was never one to agree to partake in them, especially if it required her going out since she was a bit of a loose canon. it didn’t help that thorn was the one asking as well. however, as her coworker mentioned a payment her interest perked. ❝ how much are you thinking? ❞ she took a quick glance down at her attire, ❝ you should change your shoes, by the way, they don’t go with your outfit very well. ❞ it wasn’t entirely truthful, she just enjoyed badgering the other.
having spent most of her adult life ALONE, beirut could’t quite decide whether meetings at the headquarters were a curse or a blessing in disguise . she leaned towards the former , even though , sometimes when her house was quiet — the walls empty , devoid of any SIGNS of her passing — she felt a little lonely , and that place served as a reminder that even she was a ( not so functioning ) member of something . but really , who could blame her pounding headache when the others seemed to act like kids , without a care in the world . she really wondered what the professor saw in them that she couldn’t . she didn’t mind fun times , she was not a killjoy , but in that moment beirut was truly one second away from s h a t t e r i n g the pristine and practiced relaxed smile that she mastered over the years . the corners of her lips twitched in annoyance . // @birnils
tex has been working all day on a new cellphone design and needed to test the longevity of her new product. to her understanding, the headquarters was empty so it made sense for her to test it out now when there was no one around. with an explosive in one hand and the phone in the other, she made her way to one of the fields along the property. just far enough so if anything went wrong, the house wouldn’t be in any danger. 3 , 2 , 1 ... BOOM. she peaked over from her shelter so see the phone’s casing was still in tact, however the screen was no where to be seen. ❝ damn. ❞ she pulled out her phone and began recording her progress, ❝ work on screen, couldn’t withstand small bomb. ❞ as she spoke, she saw beirut and gave her her best smile. ❝ oh, hey, ❞ she began, ❝ i didn’t know you were here. what’s up? ❞
it seemed lady luck herself was on stella’s side as tex focused more on her the contents of her phone screen rather than stella’s decreasing pout. ( after all , what was the point of wasting such a put upon act on someone who’d barely give it the attention it deserved ? ) instead , with a tuck of a few strands to sit behind her ear , &. another sympathy seeking sigh , she focused her act on the saccharine sweet tone of her voice .
❛ well … you know how the last time you fixed my phone you said to stop using it as a weapon ? ❜ &. really , it shouldn’t have been seen as instructions that hard to follow , but between her birkin &. a shitty piece of tech that had to be tinkered with by tex to be seen as usable standard — well , it wasn’t that hard of a choice to make. ❛ it didn’t … really work out. ❜ &. placed gently between them was the remains of what once was stella’s phone , but ended up as cracked glass , shattered &. webbing , &. lose parts as the back cover disappeared somewhere between her escape on foot.
as tex, half-heatedly, listened to paris she already knew where her conversation was headed. the other was rather notorious for damaging her belongings. on one hand, it gave her things to do but on the other, it got repetitive and less of a challenge. ❝ again? ❞ she gave an exasperated sigh as she finished up her game and turned off her phone’s screen. at this point, she was going to give her a nokia 3310 since those things where indestructible. now, that truly would be a phone she could use as a weapon.
she turned her attention down to paris’ phone, glancing up for a moment to look her in the eye before taking the other’s phone in her hand. she took back her previous thought of it not being a challenge since the phone was d e s t r o y e d. however, she stood by it being tedious. however, her mind began to race as she thought of ways of combining the durable elements of the nokia with today’s smartphone. before she was completely lost in her thoughts she made a not of her idea in her phone. she was in the presence of another, after all. ❝ can you do me a solid and just not next time? ❞ she gave paris a blank expression as she spoke, officially giving her full attention to her co-worker.
mad woman with a magicians flourish ; lights of vegas to the strobe light heart &. beacons of furious , neon signs. she exists purely in a world of impulse thought. ❝ bro , bro i was watching youtube last night &. i had an idea. ❞ a slot machine mind spitting out ichor into the faces of men that can hardly pronounce the names of the old gods they worship in secret. sometimes her words start to spin like a carousel. ❝ lets do 100 layers of glue on our face , it would be so funny dude. ❞ her eyes grow wild with the idea , glue in hand &. a camera in the other ready to make art.
the smile along her lips only grew as she listened to cali’s plan as long as looking at the items in her hands. tex already loved hanging out with her, but when it was a hangout session plus bad choices? perfection. ❝ oh, my god. you genius. ooh, we should see if we can get that to re-trend but on tiktok. ❞ she was suddenly hit by a though, probably the last hurrah from her last braincell. ❝ also, we should get, like, vaseline or something for our eyebrows. those are important. even liz gillies could barely pull that look off and she’s gorgeous. ❞
“ are you serious ?? “ a brow curves with bewilderment underneath the hairspray - coated locks , manifestly baffled upon their remark . however , the astonishment fades quickly from the dancer’s features and is replaced with a honeyed simper . “ two years , and you didn’t know i work at a stripclub . “ arms fold across the barely concealed chest , fingers tapping lightly against the toned skin as he shakes his head in a rather scolding manner . “ i’m offended , sweetheart . “ chirps tokyo , evidently not at all offended .
boredom was a dangerous state of mind as it could cause chaotic outcomes, and tex found herself in one of those instances. she needed to distract herself and decided to visit a strip club on but upon entering, she was met with tokyo. now, she knew about his occupation but her vital mistake was asking him what he was doing here. ❝ i mean, i knew but i just didn’t expect to see you here, ❞ she began, trying to save herself but the smile that began forming along her lips easily gave her away, ❝ alright, alright. i forgot for, like, a second. anyways, what time are you off? wanna hang out? ❞
there were faces now , not just blood curling screams , there were faces of people he knew , people he fought with , people he cared for & there were hands , cold dead hands reaching for him , cold dead hands clawing his back & he tried to open his eyes , tried to pry away the hands , the faces , the screams & then there was darkness & heavy breathing & he was alone . a dream a dream A DREAM , nothing more than a nightmare . the floor board creaked as he stood up from his bed , muscles tensed & body sweaty , he needed air , & he needed to forget . walking out of his room , vegas found himself on the terrace of the headquarters , looking at the vast land under the starry sky ❛ you know , for someone that’s supposed to be a robber , you’re pretty bad with not making a sound ❜
late sessions at work were a norm for tex as she found it hard to sleep with so many ideas racing through her mind. she definitely had maintenance insomnia but she was too aloof to understand that was what caused her sleepless nights. she had just completed a prototype for a communication device that was small enough to hide just behind the ear without much detection, when she shut her music off. she was just about to leave when she saw vegas make his way outside, deciding to follow him since she was on her way out. ❝ who said i was trying to be sneaky? ❞ she retorted as she continued to approach him, filling the empty spot besides him, ❝ but, also, that’s very much why i’m not allowed to go out on missions. ❞
with her lips poised into a picture perfect pout, and her eyes just the exact look of heartbroken remorse, with a final judgement of them in the bathroom mirror to assure they would do their job, by the time she was out the door, she was already playing the part of apologetic all too well.
with her steps dragging, &. her movements losing their usual bounce, even her smile was nearly distressed as she narrowed her sad eyed stare onto the very person the whole act was meant for. sitting, in all their glory, as they made use of one of the couches in the common area, &. whether they were watching the tv playing a show before them, or giving their attention to the phone on the table next to them, stella honestly couldn’t care less, not when it wasn’t the point. but with her practised expressions of contrite making their reappearances once again, she sat herself gently down next to the other, back straight &. hands contrite in her lap ; her head tilting forward as a curtain of jet black waves — she was all too ready.
❛ listen, ❜ it was a tone that the crew members would know all too well. the slightly high pitching tone that just edged on the side of a whine, yet softened by the curve of shame as she tucked herself closer. ❛ listen — promise you won’t get mad ? ❜ / 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 .
tex had spent the entirety of her day working on various trinkets and experiments for the team. she always loved her job with the professor, so it was no surprise that when she went out to grab a quick snack from the kitchen the windows exposed her to the night sky and city lights. had she been in her work area for that long? she figured it was time for her to halt her project for the following day, and she grabbed a cup of peach yogurt from the fridge and continued her strides to the common area.
if only the passion she had for her job, translated to her real life as she was currently too lazy to drive back home. so, instead, she laid along the couch, eating and catching up on her shows. despite resting for a few hours, the only things that changed was tex’s position as she was now sitting up straight and playing various games. she hummed in response as paris spoke. she was in the midst of playing her rhythm game when she approached so, of course, there was on way that tex could give her co-worker her full attention.
❝ sure, what happened? ❞ she replied nonchalantly, eyes glued onto her phone as her thumbs danced along her screen. there weren’t too many things that she had an attachment to, especially in their headquarters, so she figured she wouldn’t get mad. though, it solely depended on how chaotic she was feeling in the moment.
oops i was up before opening but fell back asleep so now i have no graphic sjhdjd. but hi, i’m lauren ! like this post if you’d like to plot and i’ll hyu !
・。◝ ( 25 , she / her , jisoo ) i just saw SHILOH OK , sorry , TEXARKANA leaving the headquarters , listening to GHOST by au/ra . even though the GADGETEER has been working for the crew for two whole years , i still wonder how did they end up here all the way from LOS ANGELES , USA ?? do you also think of messy ponytails , half finished mugs of tea , loud music , leisure wear & the sound of cracking knuckles when you see them ?? it must be because they’re so observant and candid , but also kind of an overachiever and sleepless .
`past:
`was a military kid, traveled a lot bc her parents were open to being relocated and didn’t want to be stationed in just once place and wanted to travel the world
the longest place she stayed in was northamptonshire, uk at the raf croughton air force base when she was 3-9 so she has the slightest english accent
`she didn’t care much since she figured that was the norm and didn’t get super attached to the people she met
`during her schooling she was always more interested in the extracurricular activities than studying. things like sports, shop, home ec, auto, etc. basically, she likes using her hands more than her brain
`the only subject that really caught her eye was chemistry bc she loved the idea of being able to blow shit up and create things by mixing different solubles and stuff
`( mention of death ) when she was around 14 her father passed away, about 2 years later her mother passed as well
`her original plan was to go to college to study chemistry but with both her parents gone and no family to take care of her, she had to invest her parent’s savings on her survival
`unfortunately, that led her to get a lot of sketchy jobs. at first it was just under the table, then one of her regulars asked if she could do anything else and thus the shadey’ness commenced
`became a bit of a freelancer but she only took jobs from people who her contacts know and trust
`cause of this, she has a lot of acquaintances in various positions. some owe her favors while others are just useful to have
`eventually that led her to travel to various places and she didn’t mind, she actually finds it calming since it reminded her of her childhood
`arrived to spain a little over a year ago, another one of her regulars recommended her to the professor
`biggest nerd
`has an unhealthy addiction to maplestory, a lot of her money goes into the game
`chose the codename texakana so she can go by tex, aka her fav character in red vs blue
`gr8 at fixing stuff
`1000% sings the bob the builder chant to her fellow gadgeteers
`only dresses fancy when she goes out other than that, ur getting high waisted sweats and a crop top from her
`probs calls the professor ‘ father ‘ behind his back
`tries her best to follow the ‘ no personal relationships ‘ rule but fails. def jokingly says “ father said nothing personal?? “
`in true macgyving sense, she knows how to make bombs and stuff out of random materials bc Science, if asked, she’ll stay on call during the heists in case one of the members has to get out of a tight situation
possible plots
`scared to be lonely : they’ve been in a secret relationship ( can be personal or not, but there was some sort of connection ) for a long time ( when when she or they arrived ) but the spark isn’t there anymore. however, they’re both too scared of saying anything because they’ve grown dependent on each other and are terrified of being single again
`someone who plays games w her online like that isn’t personal y’know,,
`classic friends
`fwb
`someone who can’t stand her bc she doesn’t take anything seriously aside from when she’s in heist mode
`i suck at plots tbh lsdkfj but i’m down to brainstorm tbh!!
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