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[riyuji]

stop! ❝VOICETESTING❞ time

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[volpe]

Twenty-fourth.

[Presa had peeled herself off of Alvin's arm as soon as they were sure no one was watching either of them. While she could've made a fuss about the current set-up they had found herself in, she kept things professional, pushing aside any personal feelings that might cloud her judgment while she was on the job.

It was odd working together with him after so long but a job was a job. She was certain that he knew that as well as she did. All they had to do was get the files and get out. Then she could move on with her life again, without him.

She pressed the elevator button to take them where they needed to be, crossing her arms as she waited for the car to make its descent.]

I didn't you would be able to get that keycard so easily.

[Her voice is calm, but she makes sure not to look him in the eye. Instead she crosses her arms over her chest, watching her own reflection on the elevator doors.]

[opportunitycosts]

[at the mention of the keycard, he just holds it up between two fingers before sliding it into his pocket, leaning against the adjacent wall.]

Sneaking into highly guarded facilities are my specialty. Of course, it helps when said guards are careless and distracted easily.

[volpe]

[She raises a brow, slowly turning to face him.]

Distracted? [Even if she has an idea where the conversation might be headed, she wanted to hear what he had to say.]

[opportunitycosts]

[.....well.]

Remember the guard that was chatting you up? [he taps the card resting in his breast pocket, indicating who exactly his mark had been.] Saw a moment of opportunity of took it. [literally.]