Bikini Bandits - IC
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				Title: <strong>Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 21:19:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Bikini Bandits</strong></span></span></div><br>Even though the sun was peering ever so slightly through the curtains, it was still very early. 6.35 AM to be precise, which was the time that Raven read off her cell phone. She threw off the sheets on her side of the bed and swung her legs out, trying not to wake up the woman sleeping next to her. She briefly stared back at Amber, who was still dreaming peacefully. No one would have believed that she was the leader of the criminal outfit that had both the police and FBI so worried. Raven rose to her feet and tiptoed to the bathroom, after giving Amber one last glance. She turned on the water and had to wait several minutes for it to warm. Even then she was hardly ever spared from bursts of cold water. <br><br>The neighborhood the Bikini Bandits called their home was a working class little slice of suburbia. It was safe and out of the way, and likely one of the last places the authorities would look for them, which is why they had made it their home for the duration of their operation. It didn’t change the fact that Raven hated living in the two bedroom, two bathroom little home. She stepped into the shower and soaped her body in, washing the nightly sweat off her skin, then she proceeded to wash her hair. Then minutes later she descended the stairs in a simple white robe and started the coffee machine which she had prepared the night prior. She got the box of cereal and the carton of milk and prepared herself breakfast and then poured herself a large cup of coffee. <br><br>Almost out of habit, she switched on the TV as she sat down at the kitchen table to continue working on the tracker she had put to the side the night before. She was checking the wiring when her attention was drawn towards a news report.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5f/Bikini_bandits_copy.jpg)</div><em>“It’s been two weeks since the criminals known as the “Bikini Bandits” made their presence known to the world in a successful bank robbery of a Bank of America Affiliate in Miami Florida. Even though the gang successfully managed to steal close to six million dollars, the Miami PD and the FBI are no closer today to making a breakthrough as they were on the day of the robbery. We have an interview with Eoghan McGleeson later on in the program, the special agent leading the MPD-FBI task force responsible for bringing the criminals to justice.” </em><br><br>Raven briefly looked up from her tampering on the tracking device to take a glance at the huge TV screen. <strong>“Close to six million dollars? Try 5.865.137 $ exactly, lady.” </strong>A grin crept across her face and she happily returned to her work. Grainy&nbsp; images of four women in bikinis holding up the bank now adorned the screen. It would have been hard to make out their faces even without the venetian style masks they all wore. The look of utter surprise on the security guards’ faces was worth the price of admission, but their confusion soon turned to panic when they realized they weren’t being pranked in some weird candid camera show.<br><br>She finished her work on the tracker and closed the device with her screwdriver, then drank what was left of her now only half-warm cup of coffee. The other three women were seemingly all still asleep. It wasn’t the first time she was up hours before anyone else, and she actually enjoyed the silence in the tiny little home. She flipped open her MacBook and started going over the blueprints of the next place they were going to hit. It was amazing how much information one could get out of public servants if you flashed them a smile and showed them a bit of cleavage. Sometimes it took a few Benjamins to sweeten the pot. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 22:06:10</strong>
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				Amber rolled over and tried hard not to wake up at the sound of the shower.It was far too early. This was why she was a criminal, so she didn't need to get up early. But the sun was cominh in through the partly open drapes, and as she heard her bed-mate head down the stares of the small house that they all shared, she dragged herself out of bed. Finding her underwear from yesterday discarded on the floor, she picked it up and threw it, with Raven's into the cheap wire waste paper basket that they used for their dirty laundry. She refused flatly to shower. She enjoyed smelling slightly of Raven, even though it was just naked cuddling, so far. <br><br>Soon, she thought, the woman would be hers. And then she might decide to change the sleeping arrangements!<br><br>She pulled on a short white tank top that barely covered her boobs and a pair of daisy-dukes that emphasised her camel toe, leaving her looking sexier than if she'd been naked, and headed down the stairs. In the kitchen she found her bedmate working on her computer. The news story repeated as Amber yawned and helped herself to coffee. "Damn, girl, if you get up this early all the time I'm going to sleep with one of the others!"<br><br>Amber peered over Raven's shoulder. "Hmmm, More cameras in this one", she muttered. "Sure you can handle them?" Raven was in charge of techie stuff and had done a brilliant job on their first heist, taking out the cameras electronically with some gizmo, that meant the only footage of them was of four blurred and grainy women wearing masks coming through the door of the bank. "That reminds me", she grinned. "Remember how I told you top cover your tat? I don't care how bad the CCTV footage is, eye witness accounts would give a great description of it, and that would get you arrested. Well, I was thinking, last night after you were asleep, what if we all had different tats? It would confuse the hell out of them!"<br><br>She sat down next to Raven and placed a hand on the younger woman's thigh, began to rub gently. "You know the fake tattoos you can buy in any corner drug store? If we wear them, it will give the cops false descriptions".&nbsp; She drained her coffee, and then got a refill, pouring Raven a fresh cup too. Amber shook her head and went to get her own tablet from the front room of the house where she'd left it. She pulled up the target bank's staff list, and began going over the employee's personal files, that Raven had hacked and down loaded for her. She was looking for any indication that any of the staff might be inclined to heroics.<br><br>"Shit!" she swore. "This bastard is ex-army", she was looking at one of the security guards' files. "May have to make sure he doesn't turn up for work that day..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 23:35:32</strong>
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				Grace stirred as she heard someone going downstairs, she knew it wasn't Sophia partly because she could feel the girl still in bed next to her, also there was the squeak the third step made and each girl trod on it slightly differently so odds were it was Raven.<br><br>Grace stretched out under the covers, this might not be the world's nicest house but she'd slept in worse places as long as it had running water and indoor plumbing then it was good enough for what they needed it's not like they were setting up permanent residence which is something Mrs. Goldberg down the street would be happy about, she always gave the girls a disapproving look everytime she saw them. Grace heard another set of foot steps going downstairs, that was definitely Amber's squeak on the third step. Grace groaned, if Amber was up it meant she'd be expecting them all to be doing something soon, best get up and start the day but not before.....<br><br>Grace grabbed the covers and pulled them off the bed, dumping them on the floor, an evil grin crept across Grace's face as she sat up, Grace twisted and then brought her hand down on Sophia's ass "Rise and shine rookie, time to get that fat ass out of bed." Grace chuckled as pushed up off the bed and headed downstairs wearing only a green vest and shorts, some habits were hard to break. The smell of coffee drifted up from the kitchen, Grace headed towards the aroma and poured out two cups of coffee, she knew Sophia wouldn't be that far behind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>15-09-2013, 23:58:47</strong>
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				A small whimper escaped Sophia's lips as she felt Grace's hand. "Yes Ma'am" she managed to mutter as she heard her leave the room. When she opened her eyes the first thing she noticed was how Grace had removed the covers. "That is so typical of her" she thought to herself as she flipped her legs over the side of the bed. It wasnt the largest of beds that they had acquired. In fact they were quite small, but it was okay as long as they got along as they did.<br><br>Looking around the room, Sophia frantically looked for something to wear. Finally she found a comically large t-shirt reaching all the way down to her knees. She felt like a total slop. Her hair was a mess, her clothes dirty and she was sweaty from the hot Miami night. But she didn't have time to fix all that. She had to say 'morning to the team first.<br><br>Yawning she entered the room where everyone else was. " 'Sup all" she casually remarked as she went for the extra cup of coffee Grace had poured. Taking a sip of the cup, she continued. "So, anything new about the job?" she asked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 00:47:39</strong>
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				Amber looked up as the other two entered the kitchen.<br><br>"Ah, morning, kids", she grinned. "According to the news, the cops still haven't got a clue". The gang leader chuckled softly as she went on, "Almost six million, less expenses. And that's just the start. We are going to begin a reign of terror on the banks in this state, and when we're done we'll do those in Alabama and Georgia too!"<br><br>She looked back down at her tablet. "We do have a slight snag, though. This guy, one of the security guards at the bank we're hitting next, he's ex-army. Reached sergeant&nbsp; and got a bunch of medals in Afghanistan. He's probably the gung-ho type and might decide to be a hero." She looked up at the trigger happy Grace. "I don't like hero types, they make operations like ours go wrong. People die, other people end up in prison". That had happened to Amber one time - she had been fairly green, and had been with a small gang of robbers in Santa Barbara. They had burst into the bank, and one of the security guards had pulled his gun. One of the men had shot him, and one of the tellers had managed to press the alarm button. All the doors had slammed shut. The same trigger happy robber had shot the teller.<br><br>That robber had got the electric chair. Amber had done three years, including time off for good behaviour, having cut a deal that she would testify against the murderer. She didn't like unnecessary killing, it made things messy.<br><br>"So, here's the plan. One of us seduces this guy, and makes sure he can't show up for work". She paused then added, "Probably best to make sure he can't identify whoever does the job too..." Amber looked at the other three. "Volunteers?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 08:24:03</strong>
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				Raven gave Amber a faint smile upon the woman mentioning her habit of getting up early. She gave their leader a shrug when she inquired about any difficulties with the cameras. <strong>“It’ll be more difficult than the last time around. Not only are there more cameras, but they are on two separate circuits, and the back-up circuit runs along a different route than the main circuit. I will need to disable them both at the same time. But don’t you worry, I’ll think of something.”</strong> She listened to Amber suggestion about the tattoos. It had been Raven’s luck that Amber had thought about covering up her tattoo in the first place, as she herself would have likely forgotten not to give the cops such a juicy clue. She did not miss the woman’s hand on her thigh but she acknowledged it only with a knowing little smile.<strong> “That’s not a bad idea actually. We would just need to make sure to put the tats on those places that the footage of us entering the bank didn’t capture. So I guess a lot of lower back tats?”</strong> She stuck out her tongue just as Grace descended the stairs.<strong> “Morning Grace.”</strong> <br><br>Just then Amber returned with a refill of her coffee cup and she gratefully accepted it. At that time, Sophia came down as well and Raven greeted the youngest member of their little gang with a friendly nod of the head. Raven raised her eyebrows when Amber mentioned the former military man amongst the bank guards. The last thing they needed was a hero, and certainly not the kind of hero who would have the skills and cool head to do well in a gunfight. The plan their leader devised was typical Amber. When she asked for a volunteer though, Raven first looked at the two other women. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 11:08:08</strong>
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				<strong>"You don't want this guy turning up for work? Hire a hooker to doses him with GHB, problem solved."</strong> Grace shrugged <strong>"But a bank guard just not turning up for work would raise a red flag or two. Now if we could give the guy the flu..."</strong> Grace opened the fridge and took out a box of eggs <strong>"Omlettes anyone?"</strong> Grace fired up the hob and set the pan on it, she started cracking eggs and whisking them <strong>"So really what we need is a germ ridden skanky ho."</strong> Grace glanced at Sophia <strong>"And I think we all know who fits that description best."</strong> A grin crept across Grace's face as she nodded across to Amber.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>16-09-2013, 20:47:22</strong>
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				Sophia still half groggy from just waking up, looked deep into her coffee cup before realising what Grace was insinuating. A small giggle escaped her mouth as she looked to Grace currently at the stove. "Come on Grace, I bet you could do it too. I always figured you were pretty <em>popular</em> with your platoon back in the army am I right?". The giggle turned into a full blown laugh, which was drowned out shortly after when she tried to take another sip of the still warm coffee. Immidiatly after, her tone turned to a more serious one. "No, really what do we have on this guy? Whats his name? Where can we find him?". She asked the questions out in the open, hoping to get some kind of "battleplan" put together. After all, time is money.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>17-09-2013, 12:16:42</strong>
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				Grace arched an eyebrow as she looked at Sophia <strong>"No omelette for you, missy"</strong> There was something about the combination of Sophia's blue eyes and the over sized t-shirt that was just adorable, she just didn't look like a hardened criminal, none of them were really, well except Amber. Grace knew she could take care of herself and Raven seemed like she had her head screwed on but Sophia. Sophia knew what she was doing behind the wheel but the more physical side didn't seem to suit her, maybe it was that Sophia was the youngest or that she looked adorable in those t-shirts or that Grace had been sharing a bed with her for almost three months; whatever it was Grace felt it was her job to look after Sophia. So while Amber was determined in her plan for robbing the banks, it also seemed she might get a little too determined which Grace knew to be wary of but Sophia's lack of experience might get her in over her head.<br><br>Grace slide the omelette out onto the plate and sat down at the table <strong>"Well, if this guy is ex-military any idea which unit he was in? Cause if this guy was in logistics or a latrine digger then we won't have to worry about him being a hero."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RedEve</strong> on <strong>20-09-2013, 13:00:50</strong>
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				Upon Grace’s question, Raven went back to the personnel file and started listing details about the guard. <strong>“Hector Eduardo Gonzalez, aged 34, served in the 101st Airborne up until four years ago. He has several tours in both Afghanistan and Iraq. He certainly saw a lot of real action, he was a part of Operation Anaconda. It’s safe to say this guy will have been inside the bear pit, so I doubt four chicks in bikinis will have him trembling on his knees.”</strong> She looked over at Grace and then Amber. <strong>“Amber’s idea of taking him out before we pull the heist might be our best bet. Any suggestions as to how you want to go about it?”</strong> She looked at both Amber and Grace, assuming that the pair of them would likely come up with the most useable plan. She wasn’t too fond of the idea of luring the guy into her bed, but if need be, she’d take one for the team. Rather that than taking a bullet the very next day… She took another sip from her coffee waiting to hear what Grace and Amber could come up with. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>20-09-2013, 20:56:40</strong>
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				Amber listened to the detail on the ex-paratrooper, and frowned. This was going to be harder than she thought. How to take out a guy who was a real <em>bona-fide</em> hero? How to make him miss work, when according to his employment history, he'd never missed a day's work in his life?<br><br>More data scrolled across her screen, hacked by the ever inquisitive Raven. Phone records. There was hardly anything there! He made an average of one call a day. Wait, what was that? One number popped up regularly. She googled it. "Hey, girls, I think we may have something. This guy has a weakness for Thai food. He orders a take-away regularly, at least once a week and always from the same shop. A place called Wang Ho's. Looks like their delivery staff wear a fairly simple uniform. Grace, I need you to beg, buy, borrow or steal a duplicate of that uniform in Sophia's size. Raven, monitor his phone. As soon as we're ready to move, I want to know the instant he calls the take-away."<br><br>She grinned an evil grin. "Me? I'm heading to our friendly neighbourhood drug store. My poor drear granny is so terribly constipated...!"
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				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 00:22:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)</div><br>"I'll need some time sir but if you give me a few weeks i'm sure i'll have them cornered" the young man paused as an elderly sounding gruff voice gave a short reply over the phone "yes sir, those bikini bandits wont know what hit them" he hung up the phone and smiled up at the young bank workers who had come in for questioning "sorry for the wait, now i'm here on behalf of your employer to investigate the robbery"<br><br>He spent an hour questioning the bank staff, taking down notes and coordinating with the police who were also there "this is going to be an interesting case" he muttered to himself as he pulled up to a drug store close to his apartment. When he entered the store he quickly located the row of shelves holding the shaving kits and shower gels, picked up what he needed and headed for the cash regester.
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				Post by: <strong>Chrystal</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 23:07:59</strong>
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				Amber walked into yet another drug store. She was wearing a grey hoodie with "Miami Dolphins" on it (http://i.ebayimg.com/00/s/MTYwMFgxMjAw/z/kF0AAOxy14VRR7Um/$T2eC16hHJHYE9nzpgId5BRR7UmVhU!~~60_35.JPG), a totally unremarkable piece of clothing of the sort that could be bought practically anywhere in Florida, together with blue jeans and a cheap non-brand-label pair of sneakers.<br><br>She waited for the pharmacist to be free, and then smiled hopefully at the middle aged woman. "Hi, yes, um, this is kind-of embarrassing. My mum is getting on a bit, and she keeps complaining of cramps in her belly. She also has the ... um... well this ..." She lowered her voice to an embarrassed whisper, "... terrible flatulence! And I've heard her in the bathroom, making all sorts of grunting noises, and she always comes out looking grumpier than she went in!" Amber shrugged, then looked up at the woman in the white coat behind the counter. "The thing is, she flatly refuses to see a doctor. So I looked up the symptoms she has on-line and I'm hoping it's just constipation. Do you have a gentle laxative I could give her, just to see if it will get things moving? I don't want anything too strong, just in case it's more serious, you know?"<br><br>The woman smiled and nodded understandingly, and reached behind the counter for a small white box. "One of these taken after each meal should do the trick. If they don't do anything within forty eight hours, or if she has really loose bowel movements all of a sudden, you should stop using them and get her to a doctor right away."<br><br>Amber nodded, paid for the drugs, took the box and added it to the other four identical boxes in her purse, thanked the pharmacist, and turned to leave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mia h</strong> on <strong>21-09-2013, 23:50:27</strong>
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				Grace listened as Amber made her suggestions <strong>"Hmmm Thai restaurant. 'Wang Ho','germ ridden skanky ho' seems I wasn't too far off."</strong> Grace took her omelette over to the table and sat down, how to get hold of a uniform? She could break in but that wasn't exactly Grace's area of expertise and might not go unnoticed, if she posed as a health inspector she could get access to all of the restaurants but it would take two of them, one to distract the owner the other to grab the uniform. Easiest thing would be to just copy the uniform but hard to copy it when you have no idea what it looks like, but what Thai restaurant was open at 7 am? Guess she'd have to wait a while until they opened.<br>Grace glanced across at Sophia <strong>"So anyone got a tape measure? I wouldn't want to get the wrong size, too small and the mark might never get to the food."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bikini Bandits - IC </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Anna Katrine</strong> on <strong>22-09-2013, 18:12:57</strong>
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				Looking up from what must have been her third cup of coffee that morning, Sophia raised an eyebrown at Grace. "Remind me again why it has to be me who plays the part of underpaid delevery girl? I know Im the prettiest but still". Stretching her arms out in front of her, she added. "Besides Grace, you should know my clothes size by now". A small smirk came across her face. "I think you just want an excuse to feel me up". And with those words she left the room. "I gonna take a shower. If I am to play an innocent delevery girl, I should at least smell decent".
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