Zachary's bizzare adventure

His name was Zachary Dagnino but that didn't mean a thing to anyone in the dark smokey bar back room. Here in this den of opportunists and psychopaths he was know as Elegant Sapling, not really a name for a feared assassin but his cute name carried some weight with the right crowds. Sitting in a uncomfortable low back bar stool Sapling rested his elbows on the long glass bar, chin resting in the palm of his right hand while his left combed through his hair, admiring the collection of alcohol decorating the wall behind the smartly dress dark skinned man mixing drinks.

Deep Charade assaulted his drink mixer, shaking it with such furosuaity the speed it traveled at was hard to follow, eyeing the young woman further down the bar, Charade was a good foot taller then Sapling a solid man in his late twenties, his hair was low cropped and bleached orange gold to match the setting sun. Well he had insisted that it was or at least to any girl mad enough to listen to his barrage of compliments and flattery, Charade had an air of self-confidence and a ego that could eclipse the sun. To match Charade's imposing personality his sharp fitting tuxedo only emnthasied his muscular build.

In contrast too Charade's black American tuxedo with deep maroon trim adorned with a deep blue tie, Sapling wore a white Italian fitted suit, unbuttoned revealing a bright crimson undershirt with a black tie hanging mournfully. Both were foot notes in the presence of Proud Filament's gorgeous black satin dress, sitting two stools down from Sapling and Charade, Filament wore a long draping gown her back revealed from her bare shoulders to her lower back hugging her body to emthasise on her generous hips before sliming again into a wide fluttery fishtail finish. The onyx black of her satin dress reflected what little light was present in the room, Sapling couldn't help but let his eyes wonder, he knew Charade was openly oggling her but he shouldn't do the same.

Turning away and blushing Sapling focused his attention on the last member in the room
"What's wrong Sapling? Don't you like it?" Filament's voice practically dripped with poison, she hadn't expect to be dressed in such a lavish gown, even Sapling was surprised when he was handed a well fitting suit for the heist. "I didn't realise you valued my opinion Filament!" Sapling turned to face the stunning figure two seats down, raising his left hand to the side of his mouth in an attempt to shield Charade from his words "Filament! So forward, I had never took you for that type of girl" his disapproving voice opposing his madly wide grin, Sapling mocked leaning in towards her "You might just break Charade's heart with such public displays of affection"

Filament's attempt to shoot daggers out her eyes failed as Shackle Hill began hysterically laughing, the old man rocked back in his chair slapping his knee, Hill or Old man hill as some had taken to calling him was arcistra/it the heist. Hill wore a American tuxedo similar to Charade's but with dark green accents, his long slicked back white hair shown in the dark room "it wasn't that funny Hill" Charade smiled back pouring out the liquid from his mixer in to three small glasses. "Are we here to do this or tell jokes!" Filaments harsh voice cut across from down the bar. Hill had steadied himself small chuckles silently shacking his body, Hill had been known for his laughing fits easily caused by the slightest perception of anything funny.

"Patience young one all in good time" hill's deep husky voice reverberated around the silence of the room, taking one of the drinks Charade offered, Sapling picking the other leaving Charade the last. "To success!" In one swift movement all three downed their glasses of alcohol "bloody hell Charade! Is it suppose to taste like shit!" Sapling coughed slamming his glass on the table, his apparent disgust causing another bout of laughter from Charade and Hill. "Now the plan can begin!" Hill slipped off his stool grin plastering his face as Charade slid over the bar and Filament followed to the table laid out in the further most corner from the entrance.

The floor plans for the Sileni Logistics Foundation's banquet hall, everyone would enter under the guise of guests of Sileni Logistics's 50th anniversary dinner.
Hills plan involved Filament acquiring a level three security key card from another guest and delivering it too Charade and Sapling.
"Why couldn't Charade get the key card!" Filaments bitter tone wasn't very subtle about her disapproval. "Charade and Sapling are the muscle" Hill pointed to the plans, emphasising on a long section of hallway "After you have collect the key the two of them will have to fight their way to the vault"
Hill finished with circling the room at the end of the hallway.

"If you believe you could do a better job, I'm sure they wouldn't mind swapping" Hill looked up from the plans towards Sapling and Charade "Two key carriers are women in their late thirties, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind the attention from some young handsome men" punctuated with a wink Hill began another laughing fit. "The plan stays the same old man" Charade interrupted hills golly display and Filaments muttered indignation "What can me and Sapling expect? I doubt Sileni security would be too happy with unwanted guests" Charade straightened his back face hard and serious, he focused his gaze on Shackle Hill while the old man stifled his laughs.

Hill straightened and began pointing to spots on the hallway map "Four men are in the hallway placed here and here" gesturing fluidly hill moved   to the vault "Inside the vault there are two more, these two may prove a problem" tapping the vault to emphasize his seriousness "They're Chosen Sileni specialist security, they aren't expecting anyone mad enough to try and rob them on their anniversary but they aren't taking any chances" Hills face was painted grim looking towards sapling and Charade the low light caught on his ghostly hair.

 The room was deathly silent, subduing regular guards would be easy, but eliminating Chosen would be dangerous and not very subtle. "And once we are at the vault" Sapling shattered the lingering silence, he didn't want to think about what would happen if they failed to deal with the Chosen. "Once we are at the vault I will crack it, we will load as much as we can carry and escape using one of the unused hallway windows, Filament will have to leave once we've made it through to the vault"