Stealing Steel (OPEN TO 1) Jun 16, 2022 21:09:54 GMT -5
Post by Marrow on Jun 16, 2022 21:09:54 GMT -5
“I believe that we have a suitable accord. And a measure of understanding. You are, obviously, a woman of some strength yourself. And you maintain a similar aspect to myself in many ways. There will be a shipment of steel bound to South City proper passing within this region in the next few days."
It had been ultimately decided that Marrow would shoulder the mission alone. By Marrow herself, no less, and much to the chagrin of her regular crewmates. The hybrid had declined any and all help from them in this particular endeavor - they weren't as adept at flight nor as strong as she was. And if things went wrong, they ALSO didn't happen to have a Shinjin on standby ready to teleport their bloodied bodies before things got much worse. Ah right, Eris. At least her mother had taken to the plan rather warmly, proud of the half-Saiyan for taking the initiative of finding an inventor capable of crafting a physical casing for their planned device. The Shinjin was insistent that simply materializing it would 'limit the impact' in some manner or magical theory known only to those who practiced it. It made things much more tedious.
Whether the reason was sound or not was of no concern to the girl, masked up and effortlessly hanging off the back railing of a titanic cargo ship and waiting for dusk to fall. Most crimes these days happened on dry land and even fewer involved actually stealing basic raw materials like steel. No, the universe was much more fascinated in tristeel and katchin for the regular stuff to hold any weight in the circles of the black market. Then again Three-Fourteen was planning on using it for her own purposes and not distributing, so this entire operation was a niche one to begin with. "..." Marrow was bored. She often was, but this was different. A more subtle onset bout of boredom triggered by complete silence and staring at the same set of ocean waves for the past two hours. It theoretically would've been easier to approach closer to her preferred start time, but Marrow was admittedly shoddy at sensing energy, so trying to locate a ship filled with tiny little powers this far out into the ocean would've been difficult.
The sun's golden rays had finally dimmed to a sputtering orange, colors washing over the boat's sides as the ship chugged merrily westward. With a quick yank, Marrow flipped herself up and over the railing, a solid thud emanating from the solid steel deck. A quick scan revealed no sailors in sight, the teenager slinking her way along the side, palming a few empty capsules she intended to 'liberate' the shipping containers with.
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