forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)

Started June 07, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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(Lol.)

Spencer chuckled, shaking his head slowly.

"That is very true," he said as he opened the passenger door for her. "After you."

“I want to drive,” Anya said, not moving. “Though I appreciate the chivalry.”

"I can drive. I promise not to get us into an accident," Spencer said with an amused smile.

“But you see,” Anya smiled wryly, “If I drive, I automatically have more information. And I honestly have no idea what we’re doing, so some info might be a good thing.”

(When the writer forgets what she as having the characters do…
They should fall in love again, soon. Maybe while they're doing the task?)

Spencer chuckled. "All right, fine, then," he acquiesced. "Be my guest. I can give you directions as you drive."

//okey dokey :D

“Works for me,” Anya said happily, climbing into the front seat.

(I literally– Never mind. I remember what they were doing now. Lol.)

Spencer gave Anya directions as they drove. Soon, they were pulling up to a large, cerulean-colored house with white trim.

"This is it," Spencer said as they arrived.

//lol

Anya turned off the engine. “So what are we doing?”

"This guy owes the boss money. We have to get it from him one way or another," Spencer explained.

“Can we just steal his fingerprint? I’m assuming his security regarding money is fingerprint-oriented, perhaps with an added password,” Anya thought aloud.

Spencer blinked at her.

"Uh, maybe… I don't really think that's what he meant, though."

“Well then, what did he mean? I’m not killing this guy without a solid reason,” Anya said, crossing her arms.

"If he doesn't give us the information, we're supposed to torture it out of him," Spencer sighed.

Anya grumbled something about how she “hates doing other people’s dirty work,” then shrugged. “Fine. Simple enough.”

(How do you type so quickly?!?)

Spencer glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, smirking at what she'd said under her breath.

"You ready to go in, then?"

//lol. My wpm is high, i guess :P

“Darling,” Anya said, opening the car door and getting out. “I was born ready.”

(Apparently.)

Spencer stepped out as well, sizing the large house up as he did. There were ways to get out if they would need to, so he wouldn't worry about that.

"Let's go, then."

Anya was already heading for the door. “Be careful,” she called over her shoulder. “The second step is trip-wired.”

"Thanks for the tip," Spencer said, making sure not to trip it. He hadn't even noticed the trap. Maybe Anya knew more than she was letting on.

//hmmmmmm maayyybbeeeeee :P

“Anytime,” Anya said, stopping at the front door. “And the doorknob is armed; if you touch it, it’ll most likely explode your hand off….”

(Lol.)

"How do you know these things?" Spencer asked, giving her a look.

Anya shrugged. “I honestly don’t know. I don’t remember actually learning any of it…”

Spencer nodded slowly and gave her a weird look. "Oookaaaay… So, where should we start, then, newbie?"

“We could kick down the door, but then that would trigger the motion sensors that would trigger the land-mine things that would kill us all. Or we could go through a window, but that would trip the lasers that would trigger the machine gun that would kill us all,” Anya thought aloud. “In conclusion, I don’t know. Is there a back door?”

(It seems to be fast again… Huh.)

"I would assume so; although, judging from your surprising statements just now, I would think that that was armed as well," Spencer said.