"Eager to dance on the tightrope of trickery, partner?"
starts doing acrobatics, flipping and spinning in mid-air "Let's warm up those muscles, shall we? Flexibility is key for a smooth heist!
yeah but do we really have to be spies… I kinda wanna do something different this time…
grinning mischievously "Different, you say? Well, how about we add a touch of theater to this heist? A little role-playing never hurt anyone!"
no we can’t do that! they already know who we are…
pauses mid-flip, landing gracefully "Ah, but what if they don't know who we really are? What if we create an illusion, a facade?
quickly rummages through a bag, pulling out costumes and props "We'll dress up as maintenance workers, complete with tool belts and fake IDs.
smirks "Ah, my dear partner, looks can be deceiving. Watch closely." With a flick of their wrist, their body shrinks down to match Citrafax's height
"Now we blend in seamlessly, my dear Citrafax. Time to put our new disguises to good use! Let's strut our stuff like confident maintenance workers!"
puts on a maintenance worker uniform, complete with a tool belt "Tools at the ready, partner!
<As Citrafax and Art sneak into the skyscraper, they encounter unexpected resistance from a group of armed guards. A fierce shootout ensues, leaving both Citrafax and Art injured. Despite their injuries, they manage to subdue the guards and continue their mission.>
winces in pain "No time to dwell on the ache, partner. We've got work to do! Help me drag these guards into the nearest storage room."
I guess so. with effort pushes the bodies into the storage room
leans against the wall, panting "Phew! That was quite the tussle, wasn't it? But we came out on top!
I guess so… u know these guards are gonna miss work right?
"Oh, I'm sure they'll have plenty of time to recover and regroup. After all, it's not every day they get to witness the grandeur of our skills!