[h1][color=9e0039]Akira[/color][/h1][hr] The gala was being held at the Skysitter Restaurant in the Senate District. Akira herself had been there before, usually to meet with Rekka and drop off her information. They made it their habit to know all about the locations of the places that they need to case. With their organization on the line they would do everything they could to succeed in the mission. Making their way to the hotel where the dead drop was located, Akira found it relatively easy to slip in and find their room. The dress was an easy pick, a simple yet elegant red and black dress with ruffles that could hold everything they needed. A little padding on the chest and the look was complete with a silver mask and black heels. A quick touch of makeup and they were set. They had a chauffeur from the hotel take them to the ball, and with their clutch in hand they started making their way inside. This was the first challenge. They presented their invitation but the guard insisted on checking everyone, as the Senator was rather paranoid over something. Akira expected the extra security but this level put them off a bit. They managed to hide their earpiece before the guard could pat check them and behind them a loud masculine voice growled at the man. “Oy! It ain’t right to manhandle a lady.” Ixon growled as he made his way over. The imposing Zabrak stared down at the guard, who swallowed and let them pass, Ixon keeping a hand at their back. When they were out of earshot of the guard he grunted. “Well, that was a bit close. The equipment drop is located in the restroom. When we get up there head over to fix your makeup or something.” “Good. With that, we’ll make as if I’m sick and get ready for phase two.” Akira smiled under their mask. “It’s exciting, pulling a heist like this again.” “Indeed. I met you on an op. I believe it was that abduction op.: Ixon smirked. They split when the elevator doors opened to the restaurant. Akira made it to the bathroom. A quick scan didn’t reveal where the drop was but they knew Ixon’s favored locations and found what they were looking for. They took it, just in time as the door opened. Smiling sweetly at the portly woman who commented on their beauty they made their exit. The Gala was lively, senators and wealthy patrons walking around talking. This level was meant for hosting parties, with various wines and dishes sitting on tables. They noticed several members talking about the bill and a surprising amount were a bit… Too for it. [i]‘I sense a bit of… Swaying, happening.’[/i] They thought to themselves. The security here was even tighter than it was downstairs but they were not infallible. It seems Ixon had done his part well, his charm working on the senator a bit and he had managed to get her to take a drink, even going so far as to subtly flirt with her. It is only a matter of time, making sure that her drinks are flowing and as she sits, Ixon makes the switch, a smooth handoff of her clutch. Faking illness for a moment Akira takes it to the bathrooms, taking a stall and getting to work. They copy the card with a blank, and just as they are about to leave a shriek sounds as the senator can’t find her clutch. Acting swiftly, Akira makes a hasty switch, Ixon taking the small purse and revealing that he found it on a nearby table, calming her down. Due to the way she’s been getting drinks all night, Akira gets away, leaving the party behind. The open air is lovely to Akira, as they hide away in an alley to strip off their dress and gather their equipment. “Got to be out before midnight..”