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Steve expected and really hoped that the shock factor would be more than enough to scare these bozos into just giving up. They did not. They were well trained and, even with the limited visibility, managed a few close shots on Steve as he dove for cover behind a piece of the ship's architecture. Quickly the men moved in on Steve who was now regretting not planning his heist better. [color=crimson][i]I am in way over my head here[/i][/color] Steve thought as he adjusted his Airgun and peaked out from his hiding spot. Not wanting to give his assailants time to take proper aim again, Steve pulled the trigger, blasting a large puff of the smoke, spreading it and disorientating some of the men as Steve made a mad dash for the lower section of the ship. As he all but leapt below deck, Steve thought back to what got him here.

[center][h3][i]Four Days Earlier[/i][/h3][/center]
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Steve looked himself in the mirror and splashed water on his face before focusing his attention back on his reflection. [color=crimson]"You can do this. You are the best. You will not screw this up."[/color] he said, psyching himself up, washing his hands and getting back to work. Walking out of the washroom, Steve picked his notepad out of his pocket and headed out for the restaurant floor and taking a table's order.

The incognito villain was a little strapped for cash after finishing off the Scarlet Skimmer. While he could try his hand at a few petty crimes to get himself a nice financial cushion, Steve figured a bit of honest work might be good for him... that and Saut de Repas, the restaurant he worked at now, was frequented by the rich and well off of Jump City. He hoped to pick up on some rich guy gossip about a priceless painting or sculpture that he could take off their hands for a big profit and an even bigger boost to his reputation. So far his plan hadn't worked but the tips were good enough and he'd gotten pretty chummy with his co-workers. All-in-all Steve was growing pretty content with his new occupation and though he wouldn't admit it outright, the idea of dropping the villain business all together was worming its way into his head.

"...so after a good two minutes of back and forth I finally nab the Dikto jewel. I'm having it shipped in this week on my boat, all incognito like." a man who Steve recognized as Mr.Marcus bragged to the gaggle of his friends at his table. All doubt about his career as a criminal was washed away as he was filled once more with resolve to become the crème de la crème of villainy. He jotted down his table's orders along with a few quick notes on the Dikto jewel and went about finishing his shift and heading back to the skimmer. With such a small window of time Steve was going to need to do some major planning so he didn't end up scouting out the boat the day of the heist and needing to pull it off by the seat of his pants.

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Landing with a thud, Steve took off in a mad dash to where he thought the jewel was being stored. He managed to look up the schematics of the boat's model a day prior but upon getting his bearing below deck it was very obvious that the ship had undergone more than a few modifications. So far nothing flashy but the layout was definitely off as he came upon a wall where a hallway should be. Not wanting to waste anymore time, Steve cranked the settings on his Airgun, planted his feet and fired at the wall, blowing it to pieces. 

Behind the fake wall was a hidden mechanism that likely made the wall a doorway to the secret passageway Steve had just uncovered. Many of the shelves and displays inside the boat were empty but the one that drew Steve's gaze immediately was the dark colored jewel housed behind a thick pane of glass. He briefly considered hacking into the case to crack it open but that was time he clearly didn't have as he heard the loud footsteps finally making their way below deck. After frantically going over a few options in his head, Steve settled for opening his armour up, yanking out one of the suit's modular attachment power hookups and repeatedly jamming it into where the motor for the display case should be. A few good bashes later and a hail of sparks, the case flung open, revealing its prize. quickly scooping the jewel up in his hand, Steve realized he had forgotten the sack he bought to carry to jewel back in the Skimmer. Cursing himself, he placed the soccer ball sized jewel under his arm and prepared to fight his way back to the upper deck, hopefully before the police showed up.