|The bank job of Marrakesh
Author: Draygen PM
Title says it!JUST FOR FUN!Rated: Fiction T - English - Adventure/Humor - Izzy B. & OíConnell, R. - Words: 650 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 09-29-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7423011
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AN: Hello everyone! So here's just a short story that I thought would be fun to write! Enjoy!
"Are you sure about this?" Alexia asked him as she changed into a pair of sheer harem pants that were black and silver, and a black and silver top to match. She put on several pieces of silvery jewelry and rings before adding her black coin belt.
"I'm positive!" Rick said as he kept an eye out for any guards. The bank was already having an exhibition of dancers performing, and several of them were doing solos. Perfect to slip Alexia in without anyone noticing.
"Only fools are positive." Alexia replied as she finished her make up and quickly brushed out her hair.
Rick smirked. "Are you sure?"
Alexia shot Rick a quick glare. "Nice try." Taking one last glance in the mirror she nodded, satisfied before turning to check Rick's disguise.
"Did you tell Evy what we are up to?" Alexia asked him as she fixed his tie.
"No! Are you crazy?" Rick snapped.
Alexia just laughed.
"Is our pick up ready?"
"Lets go over the plan one last time." Alexia said as she finished tweaking Rick's outfit.
"I distract them,"
"I get the money."
"I fire a shot to give everyone a scare while…"
"While I signal for Izzy." Rick smirked. "Then I save the distressed dancer."
"I grab my bag of things. And we book it out of here that much richer." Alexia smiled.
Rick nodded and glanced down the hallway to see a group of dancers about to pass the room they were in.
"You know I could have done this all my way." Alexia said as she pushed Rick out of the way of the door.
"I thought you said you were out."
Alexia grimaced. "I am?"
Laughing quietly Rick motioned for Alexia to join the dancers. Watching as they rounded the corner, Alexia with them, Rick raced to his position.
Alexia watched as a couple of girls performed before her. They were all talented but they were all still young and they missed the sensuality that Alexia and the older dancers had. But she knew it was just a matter of time before their dances became that way as well.
Glancing towards the enterance she saw Rick enter the building and smiled. It was time for her performance, and to make some money.
As she took a breath to ready herself, Alexia listened to the drummer tap out a rhythm for a moment or to before starting to shimmy along with the music.
As she dipped and twirled and danced for all she was worth she made sure to keep an eye out for Rick's signal.
She didn't have to wait long. With a quick swoop she grabbed a small one shot pistol and shot it into the air, all the while making it look as if it was all part of the dance.
As people screamed and panicked, Alexia scooped up the bag that held the money and began to act panicked as well.
Rick's timing was perfect as he 'protectively' grabbed her and steered her towards the side doors.
Once they were out the doors no one even noticed as they dropped all pretense of being scared and strode through the crowd.
Rick pulled out a cigar and lit it as Alexia smiled. Today was a good day for them.
Alexia frowned when she noticed their pick up bouncing around holding onto his butt and howling in pain.
"Umm Rick. I thought you said this guy was dependable." Alexia murmured as they drew closer to him. She frowned when Izzy glanced up at her and gave her a dazed look before glaring at Rick.
"He's here aint he?" Rick replied.
Alexia sighed. The rest of the day was going to be a long day.