Ratte's hand caught her lock just in time before she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on edge and she was dragged back into the shadows. She held a yelp back in her throat and found herself glaring at Roxy, who looked furious. She felt the dagger at her neck quivering with Roxy's anxiety and Ratte's own tension fell just slightly. Things weren't going as planned; it was just as well that she had come here first. Before Ratte had time to answer, the older woman released her hold and Ratte slumped, letting the tension in her shoulders settle and instinctively running her hand over her neck. She sensed Roxy's tension practically vibrating in the air and shook her head, "You're not so confident in what you're doing, are you?" she murmured, stepping out beside Roxy, "you were all talk in that tavern and you're really just as scared as a newbie... something tells me you get a lot of people bailing on you, don't you?" Ratte smirked and set her dark eyes on the woman. She bit her lip in the corner and watched Roxy intently. The woman had a past - a sensitive one at that - and it was clear from the lines on her face and the serious set of her eyes, but she looked like a deer caught in the headlights and Ratte's stomach flipped just a little; her soft spot for beautiful women playing her like a fool. "Look..." she said, letting out a sigh and keeping her voice low. Every instinct was warning her against sharing her plan, but she pushed through them and showed Roxy the lock in her hand. "I know this game inside and out - I've been stealing from locked cabinets since before I could walk. I came in to scout the place in case it all went wrong and we needed a plan B. I'm going to switch the locks. That way if they manage to get the loot in before we take it, we have the key for the lock they use. I'm not trying to hijack the mission or make anything go wrong, trust me - I just don't believe in one straight plan." She looked across to the window and raised an eyebrow, hearing the viscious clanging of swords. She looked back to Roxy, "Shall we go join the dance?" [@KatherinWinter] ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The commander's yell got caught in his throat as his horse fell beneath him. He fell to the ground and felt the wind leave his lungs. He gulped down air and quickly rolled, sword still in hand, and swung it up in the large man's direction. [@King Tai] He could only glance around at the situation around him. Two of the security guards were down and none of them were on horses anymore. Behind him he could hear the scrapings of armour and metal swords as more guards from the rear arrived and began fighting what looked like a child. [@Raptra] The child himself was dodging their attacks almost as quickly as they could be delivered and he saw his partner's horse now being taken up by the man in white. [@Sleeth] He gritted his teeth and scrambled to his feet, bringing his focus back to the man that had made his own horse lame. He gripped his sword and swung it up in a long arc across the front of the man, hoping to parry his attack if not slice open his chest. He let out a loud cry and the carriage door swung open. Several more men stepped out of the main carriage and drew up their arms, charging for the thieves gathered at the front of their caravan.