#gg reu for the crudely drawn over maps

[reubyocs]

V watches Stanley closely, waiting to see if the glasses translate his signing for him, or if he has to wait for Avon to speak.

"He'd like to be called 427." Avon translates, repeating in sign just for Stanley. He finds it quite fascinating that people have learned to develop languages influenced by hand gestures. V and LJT nod in approval, they both like simple codenames. Doomsday however, doesn't even respond. He doesn't believe it's a very interesting codename.

V is already ripping his tie off as he watches 427 sign a question for him. It takes Avon a moment, before speaking up once again.

"Where can he get changed?" Avon asks for Stanley.

"Oh, uh." V speaks as he looks around the basement. "There's the closet that's next to Avon. Just be careful though! There's a lot of stuff in there and I don't want you to get hurt in case stuff falls on you." V flashes a smile as he continues to unbutton his shirt, pulling it out his trousers. He's ignoring the protests of LJT, who does not want him getting undressed so openly.

It only takes a few minutes, and a lot of impatient groaning from LJT, but Doomsday has the maps of the Casino laid out on the table, with lines drawn all over it. There's a few weapons laying on the table in front of V, who's checking them out as he waits for 427. Beside these weapons, are two duffle bags- one for V, another for 427. There's a vault laser in 427's bag, along with a stun gun. V is all dressed in his favourite hooded coat, leather trousers, leather gloves and boots. Underneath his coat, is a matching black body armour. Around his neck, is another matching black gaiter mask, ready to help conceal his iconic curly moustache.

"Right, welcome back 427." LJT speaks as he hops over to the next seat, moving himself closer to the maps. "Let's run through this plan." Everyone, including the hacker, gunman and vehicle decoy gather around to listen. LJT points at the ground floor.

"You'll be entering through the Staff Lobby." LJT points to the right side of the map. "You'll use your keycards to get in, and then once you make it in, you'll have to take out the metal detectors in the doorway. You can either switch them off completely by cracking open the panel on the side of them, or you can overload them with a stun gun."

"The same goes for cameras." LJT points at the red areas on the map. "You can take them out temporarily with the stun gun, but don't do too many at once, because they'll then know something's up even if they haven't seen you."

"You'll need to make your way down the stairs and into B3." LJT then hops to the next chair over, pointing at the new map.

"As you can tell, their security ramps up here. So you need to be careful."

"Simply make it across the room and to the entrance for the Mantrap. Here, you'll both need to scan your keycards at the same time." LJT points at the crosses on the map. "Too many failed attempts to get it right, and the alarms will go off. So you both need to communicate well for this."

"When you get to the Vault, you'll get to use your vault lasers to break the locks. Then, once the vault is open. You'll have three and a half minutes to grab as many goods as you can before the automatic security activates the nerve agent. Some things will be behind locked doors, but V can handle those." V nods, smiling as he puts his thumbs up.

"Exiting the vault and casino is very simple. You'll go exactly the same way you came in- only, it'll be pitch black. V has an EMP device which will shut down all the lights and power to to the security cameras in the building. He'll activate it as you both exit the mantrap. Permitted you both avoid the staff and successfully make it out of the staff lobby again. You'll be outside and ready to make it to your getaway cars."

"The rest is simple! Drive to meet the buyer, and deliver the goods. Do NOT bring the cops with you to the delivery. Once that's done, you both go your separate ways and then we'll all need to lay low for a few weeks to let the heat settle. The payment will get sent to my proxy account, and then distributed to both of you in small payments."

"Does that sound all good?" Doomsday asks, watching 427's reaction. "You won't have to sign much, I think V will lead the way." V nods in acknowledgement as he grabs the silenced pistol and stun gun off the table. With swift movements, he throws the duffle bag over his shoulder, slipping his two weapons into the bag.

"Well, if you're ready to go 427- then we'll get going!" V speaks excitedly, gesturing to the car that's parked at the back of the basement.

Stanley registers their cluelessness and grimaces. Is he going to have to let the cat out of the bag here? He opens his mouth to rip off that bandage but then Avon saves him from the need.

Once Avon provides the translation for the rest of them, Stanley beams and gives a thumbs up to him. Thank goodness at least one of them can interpret his signing, although he has a feeling that he's going to actually need to use his voice by the end of this. Although... maybe there isn't much of a point in keeping quiet anyway. It's not like the Narrator is around to hear him. Right?

Whatevs. Stanley is a creature of habit and this is his habit, so he maintains his silent heading.

Now that the question of whether or not he'll get a pocket knife has been answered the next question he has, which he asks himself internally, is... will he actually be able to use it, if and when the time comes? He's never really killed anybody before. But- this is just a game, right? An ending? Anybody who dies will respawn like he does and all will be right as rain again.

Well. He'll make sure that no stabs are fatal. Just in case.

Stanley shrugs when they ask him what codename he wants to use. He doesn't particularly care, but seeing as LJT is asking him, he goes ahead and signs, "427." Sure, it's his employee number, and in any other universe it might be too close to home to use as a codename in a heist, but he figures here it really doesn't matter. His office either exists or it doesn't, in either case the result is the same.

He goes over to the armor that's been dropped onto the table and just stands there, looking down at it. He's supposed to get changed into it. Okay. Where? Here? He looks back up and looks around, looking for some kind of indication as to where he's supposed to get changed. Stanley is so used to being told what to do, down to every stroke on his keyboard, sometimes it's little decisions such as this that hang him up.

Hopefully that doesn't become an issue in the heat of the heist.

...He really doesn't want to appear like an idiot by just stripping down right here, so he looks back to V. "Where do I get changed?"

Once he's changed, Stanley is ready to go. He will follow whatever he is told to do.