undercover mission prompts.
still riding the tfatws high, so have some more prompts! these are for muses going undercover at an event as part of a mission!
" you remember your cover? "
" i can't tell if they're suspicious, or if they're just checking you out. "
" you ever fired a gun before? "
" it's not as exciting as the movies make it out to be. we go in, we pretend to be civilians, maybe we see something, but more often than not, we don't. "
" if we're meant to be newly weds, you're really making it look like the honeymoon was a nightmare. "
" you can't dance. we're going undercover at a gala, and you can't dance... come on, i better give you a quick lesson before we leave. "
" i don't suppose i could wear jeans and a nice top to this thing? "
" i know now isn't a good time, but... you look really hot tonight. "
" what's our cover again? "
" remember. we mess up even slightly, and that building is packed with people who'll kill us on the spot. "
" you need to relax. pretend you don't hate my guts for a minute. pretend we're actually married and in love, like our cover insists that we are. "
" shit. they've seen us. we'll have to improvise... and i'm sorry, but that improvising will involve us making out against that pillar until they're gone. "
" there's no way we can get to that office like this. we need a diversion... "
" honey! you got some ketchup on your shirt... "
" yeah... that's not ketchup. "
" our cover's been blown. "
" we need to kiss. i know, i'm sorry, but either we kiss or we die, so... "
" quick. lean in to me and laugh. "
" you seriously need to relax, or we're done for. "
" public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable. meaning, if we want them to look away, we need to get a little handsy. "
" you know, it's ten times easier to relax when i'm not reminded of the killers out to get us. "
" there's our guy. you need to get close to him. distract him until i can take the key from his pocket. "
" i already got the key. he/she/they thought i was a valet/caterer, gave me their jacket. now i have an armani jacket and the keys to the office and the safe. "
" oh god... he saw my face. he... he recognized me from somewhere, i know it, i know he did! "
" is it just me, or do the hors d'oeuvres get smaller every time... "
" not to rush you, but have you almost picked the lock yet? i only ask because of the armed rotation of guards... "
" everyone's wearing black, why am i the only one being mistaken for a caterer? "
" hey... nobody speaks to my fake husband/wife/partner like that and gets away with it... "
" you think they recognize us? "
" we need to grab those files and get the hell out of here before our cover's blown. "
" back-up's on the way, we just need to sit tight and keep blending in. "
" you think they can tell this suit/dress is a rental? "
" well! don't you scrub up nicely! "
" remember. what happens on an undercover mission, stays there. "
" quit playing around and remember why we're here! stay focused. you lose concentration once, even for a second, and we all get killed. "
" there's our guy. i/you/one of us needs to dance with him, get close enough to swipe his key from his pocket. "
" me? jealous? yeah, right, don't flatter yourself. we're on a mission, don't forget that. you had to get close to them to take their phone. "
" jesus, i thought they'd caught you. where did you go? "
" i was in the rest room... were you worried about me? "
" aww! you were! you were worried about me! "
" i don't know how to dance. and... we kinda need to dance for this mission, so... i was thinking you might know how to, and maybe you could show me? "
" don't forget why we're really here. this isn't a game. we all know what's at stake if we don't complete the job tonight. "
