<div class="floatright">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/Elise_zpswenyy9ux.jpg)</div><br/>Once back at their hideout, the real fun began. The girls' little crew was caught between two powerful gangs and Elise knew it all too well. If that weren't enough, they were now beholden to both. The Lampblacks expected them to rob the Red Sashes, and the Sashes expected them to assassinate the leader of the Lampblacks. Fun all around. Not to mention, time was not on their side. Bazso Baz was known for many things. Patience was not one of them.<br/><br/>That being said, Elise "Velvet" Madarine was never one for a straightforward approach. Just like with a pretty girl, the old saying goes, the fun's in the curves. And as she sprawled on the leather chair she had claimed as hers in their little hole in the wall, she suddenly was hit by a great one. "Got it!"<br/><br/>Elise with an idea was an animated and scary thing to behold.<br/><br/>"We<em>stage</em>the robbery of the Sashes. So only the high mucky-mucks are in on it - and of course, we are going to keep a share for ourselves - and Baz thinks we've done the job. Then, when he comes around to collect. BAM! Problem solved. Kinda sorta anyway..."<br/><br/>The plan now out there, Elise cocked her head upwards and glanced at the others, tail twitching nervously as she waited to hear their opinion.