"Oh God I'm working with two morons, a magician and a guy who is probably about to commit an act of terrorism to distract a bunch of black market security guards. The three somewhat competent members of the team are psychopathic murderers. And I don't even know where the Knifes are!"
I start banging my head against the wall.
"Sweet. Hey, remember the time I found a bunch of chickens? Where the fuck are they?"
Suddenly, a few eggs fall out my pockets.
"Actually, never mind."
"Right. Well, because I'm a fan of not being beaten to death, I'm just going to go find a vantage point where I can see the back doors. Zombie, we should probably take out the guards right after the shift change."
I walk off.
"Yes. Once the auction starts. By the way, we just need a small distraction. One which would draw attention from the guards, but NOT the cops. Got that, Sigma?"
[Alright, FIINE. Gawd.]
I crash the train into a nearby river and swim to the other side.
Pulling myself out, I search my inventory, looking for my Small Distractions.
Behind me, the train explodes.
I see a large flash of red, followed by a faint bang, in the distance. I radio the others.
"Sigma's distraction is coming soon, so we should get ready to take the guards out. Silently."
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