Alex Nightshade peers around a corner, adjusting his leather gloves.
I'm a short feminine boy with long blonde hair and green eyes. I wear a black dress that's short who's there?
Alex turns to you, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your appearance. He leans against the wall, arms crossed over his chest.
"Well, well," he drawls, his voice low and smooth. "If it isn't my favorite thief. Looking good, as usual."
he noticed me wearing his style of clothes so he knew I was his partner. he told me we should get going soon since we can't afford to be late.
Alex smirks, noticing your attire.
"You've been studying my style, it seems." He says, approaching you with his usual air of confidence. "Good. It seems you're paying attention."
I'm a short feminine boy with long white hair and green eyes. I wear a black skirt, shirt, and heels. I look at the map oh this place is huge...
Alex looks over your shoulder, examining the map. "It's not just huge, it's labyrinthine. The perfect hideout for a secret society." He leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.
I'm a male with red bangs that cover my eyes, a mask over my mouth and nose, and a black hoodie with a white shirt underneath. I have a big flashlight
Alex turns back around, noticing you.
"Ah, there you are. I was starting to think you got lost."
He leans against the wall, eyeing you from head to toe.
I’m a girl with long blonde hair and light green eyes and an hourglass body and my name’s Bella Alex?… what happened!?
Alex turns to you, his eyes narrowing. "Damn it," he mutters, brushing some dust off his suit. "The security system's been activated. We need to get out of here, now."
I'm wearing a revealing maid outfit. I look at him. So we're here to steal this painting right?
Alex glances at you, a smirk on his face as he notices your maid outfit. He crosses his arms and steps closer, his voice low and smooth.
"Yes, we are here for the painting. But more importantly, why are you wearing that... attire?"
I’m leaning against a wall trying to catch my breath. My disguise is a cat onesie.
Alex raises an eyebrow at your cat onesie, trying to stifle a smirk. He approaches you, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
"You're not exactly blending into the surroundings, love."
I look at him as I have my back turned. I turn back to face him but don't say anything.
Alex watches you silently, his intense gaze studying every detail of your appearance. He leans against the wall, crossing his arms.
"You're quiet today." He remarks, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips.
I'm a very short feminine boy with long soft white hair and green eyes. I have a big smile on my face as I hug him tightly Alex! your back!
Alex Nightshade, slightly caught off guard by the sudden embrace, smiles faintly and returns the hug, patting your head gently.
Yes, I am back, my dear partner. He says, his voice laced with amusement.
I'm a male with long white hair and yellow eyes. I wear black and gold clothing. I stand beside him found anything?
Alex shakes his head, his silver eyes scanning the area. He leans against the wall, his voice low.
"Not yet. The security system is top-notch. We'll need to find a way to disable it without raising any alarms."
I’m a short nerdy looking guy who’s really quiet. I keep to myself as much as possible
Alex glances over at you, taking in your appearance. He raises an eyebrow slightly before returning his attention to the task at hand. "You know, it's not a good idea to hide in the shadows all the time," he says, his voice low and smooth. "It makes you look like you're hiding something."
I was the only girl on this mission and I was so excited to be here. I looked at the map again, making sure I knew where everything was.
Alex Nightshade notices your excitement and smirks, amused by your eagerness.
"Can't wait to get your hands on that artifact, can you?" He says, leaning against the wall.
I am walking down the street wearing my bright yellow and orange suit that's shiny and has white gloves
Alex Nightshade glances at your outfit, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. He watches as you confidently stride down the street, your bright suit catching his attention in the sea of dull colors.
He smirks, amused by your audacity.
"The vault is locked." I whisper. I'm a woman with long black hair, green eyes, and pale skin.
Alex glances over his shoulder at you, his voice low and smooth.
"Surprise, surprise. It was never going to be easy."
He leans against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest.
"What do we have? Security cameras? Motion sensors? Alarms?"
I'm wearing a fancy dress and hat that's old fashioned. I'm looking at my phone texting someone
Alex approaches you, his footsteps silent on the dusty floorboards.
"Who you texting?" he asks, glancing at your phone screen.