Post by Eva on Apr 26, 2011 13:01:18 GMT -5
"You sure this is the best way to do this?"
Sierra looked at Aiden, not sure how to answer his question. She thought about it a little, in her head. No...it wasn't the best way to go about this. Not by a long shot. They needed more time, more preparation, more help. It was by no means the best. But it was the fastest. "We need to do it now, Aiden, before the situation gets out of hand." she explained. Aiden sighed. "Well...okay. If you're sure about this, I'm here." The two of them were sitting in the back of a van, both thinking about what they were about to do. A prison break, quick and fast. Well, one of them was- Sierra, to be precise. Aiden was just providing technical backup and the escape vehicle. It was risky, but they had to get their friends out now, before something happened to them.
Sierra's equipment was secure and her stomach wasn't fluttering now, so she figured it was time to go. "I can't do much about the cameras unless you spot them first. So keep a keen eye out and use the spy balls. Once you throw them, I'll be able to take over the cameras. Otherwise you're screwed." Aiden reminded her. Sierra nodded. "And you're sure you have the patrols for tonight right?" she asked. Aiden scrunched his nose. "Unless they changed them."
The van door opened and Sierra peeked outside. It was a winter night, and the van was parked in the trees, down the street from the prison. It wasn't far to run, thankfully, and they appeared to be out of sight. "I saw a safe place to hide the van even closer. Good luck, Sierra." Aiden said. Sierra smiled and pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up. "Remember why they call me the queen, Aiden. It's because I rule." With that, she left in a quick jog in the direction of the prison.
The prison was a small affair, fit for less than a hundred inmates. The surrounding area wasn't hat large either and the fence sealed in little more than an acre of land. Clearly the inmates were not meant to get a lot of exercise. As Sierra surveyed her possible entrances from behind a tree several yards away from the front gates, her walkie talkie vibrated. She put it to her ear. "What?" she asked. "There's a second story window that has no guards or cameras around it. It leads to a supply closet, maybe you can use that." Aiden whispered. "Sounds good. I'll start now." Sierra replied.
Sierra looked at Aiden, not sure how to answer his question. She thought about it a little, in her head. No...it wasn't the best way to go about this. Not by a long shot. They needed more time, more preparation, more help. It was by no means the best. But it was the fastest. "We need to do it now, Aiden, before the situation gets out of hand." she explained. Aiden sighed. "Well...okay. If you're sure about this, I'm here." The two of them were sitting in the back of a van, both thinking about what they were about to do. A prison break, quick and fast. Well, one of them was- Sierra, to be precise. Aiden was just providing technical backup and the escape vehicle. It was risky, but they had to get their friends out now, before something happened to them.
Sierra's equipment was secure and her stomach wasn't fluttering now, so she figured it was time to go. "I can't do much about the cameras unless you spot them first. So keep a keen eye out and use the spy balls. Once you throw them, I'll be able to take over the cameras. Otherwise you're screwed." Aiden reminded her. Sierra nodded. "And you're sure you have the patrols for tonight right?" she asked. Aiden scrunched his nose. "Unless they changed them."
The van door opened and Sierra peeked outside. It was a winter night, and the van was parked in the trees, down the street from the prison. It wasn't far to run, thankfully, and they appeared to be out of sight. "I saw a safe place to hide the van even closer. Good luck, Sierra." Aiden said. Sierra smiled and pulled the hood of her sweatshirt up. "Remember why they call me the queen, Aiden. It's because I rule." With that, she left in a quick jog in the direction of the prison.
The prison was a small affair, fit for less than a hundred inmates. The surrounding area wasn't hat large either and the fence sealed in little more than an acre of land. Clearly the inmates were not meant to get a lot of exercise. As Sierra surveyed her possible entrances from behind a tree several yards away from the front gates, her walkie talkie vibrated. She put it to her ear. "What?" she asked. "There's a second story window that has no guards or cameras around it. It leads to a supply closet, maybe you can use that." Aiden whispered. "Sounds good. I'll start now." Sierra replied.