Out of the Frying Pan and Into the Fire

[Grace.E]

Vivienne was completely focused, her emerald eyes narrowed down at the small part of a large Gun she was later going to hook on,this one was labeled J7723, the serial number matched with the Giant steam powered mecha it was going to go with. all night she worked on it, from parts to nearly complete. she stood up and stepped back and admired her work. the gun was bigger than her, weighed more than her and was going to need a crane to lift it up. she used a dirty rag to wipe the grease from her face.
"One down..." she looked at the others working on weapons for the giant machines, she sighed with exhaustion and annoyance "twenty nine more to go..." she slapped the rag down on the tool table before kneeling down again to see if anything was missing.
"Vie" a voice called to her, she looked up as a towering Grizzly stared down at her, overalls and smugged white shirt he held two cups of steaming tin cans. she grinned.
"Thanks Ben" she took the coffee, it was black, she didn't prefer it like this but it was better than nothing. Ben chugged his down before he spoke "Nice work there girly, better than what the boys can do"
she looked around her environment, he smell of metal, oil, shouts and laughter, tools...how she enjoyed it. "well I am the only girl after all" he chuckled softly.
"go to sleep girl, you are going to need it"
Vivienne nodded as she travled out of the Warehouse and into the streets, as she began to walk, it began to rain heavily. drenching Vivienne in a matter of seconds, the grease and oil in her fur began to slightly wash out, but she didn't mind, she was used to being filthy

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch sat on a corner underneath an archway, watching the furs go back and forth, laughing a little every time one of them got splashed by a Mech or an automobile passing by. People-watching was his biggest pastime. He would catalog the fat ones, the skinny ones, the real annoying ones walking with their girlfriend's arguing. Having a photographic memory helped. Every day, outside his shop on the same corner. It was a peaceful existence. Building by day, watching by night, sleeping in the hours between. He sighed.
*Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriiing*
The Bell telegraph he had in his shop was calling. he knew this to mean only one thing... he had another job to do. He pulled up the Telegraph and wrote down the morse as he herd it, and when the message was over, he translated quickly. He frowned at the message that lay before him. Inside, he calculated the odds, found them favorable, and shook his head. Turning to go, he dropped the slip of paper into the fireplace, where the embers lit the parchment.
And as he turned into the rain, pulling his jacket over his mechanical arm, the message could faintly read...
"ASSIGNMENT: Locate Warehouse STOP Find new Mech weapon design STOP Return to dead drop STOP"

[Grace.E]

Vivienne still walking in the rain had to  dodge a couple of automobiles in order not to get splashed. a couple times she was tempted to go into a lively pub but then she decided not to, an d continued on. she was soaked and she wanted to get home soon. she finally came to down town. she walked by the occasional loner or couple walking into a restaurant or parlor. she kinda wished she had a coat but then again, she couldn't really afford one. the one thing about being a factory mechanic is that you don't get paid much. she mumbled something about greed under her breath..

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch looked up at the warehouse in the dark rain. The words "the Warehouse" lined the top in dripping letters. He looked in through the front door, and pulled his trench coat tighter, his hat low on his face. Walking into the room with the mechs, he saw the Grizzly Forman stand up and look over. The grizzly was the last one there so far as Patch could tell.
"Um... Is this the warehouse?" the stupid question rolled off of his tongue in a kind, polite way. Under his jacket, he powered up his arm, putting a charged piece of metal into the long spike. The shock from being touched with the spike would be enough to knock out a Grizzly... if he could get close enough.

[Grace.E]

Vivienne stopped when she saw a automobile pull up next to her, it was a couple of  her co-workers. they stopped "we need yer help Vie" the Jackle pleaded, Vivienne sighed as she hopped into the bed of their truck. it only took a couple of minutes to get back to the warehouse. Ben barely glanced at the small figure behind him before approached the truck , but frowned when he saw Vivienne.
"Vie..." he said warningly, she grinned "sorry the guys said they needed my help?"
Ben Rolled his eyes " fine, but the night shift is already starting...you know how they can get around women" she laughed, then nodded to the jackle and the huskey. she looked at the small figure, she sniffed the air...fox.
"you lost there buddy?" she called

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch turned. Great... this was going to make his job a whole lot more difficult...
He focused his mind into the arm piece he had, slowly growing energy.
"No, i am supposed to meet someone back here..."
He started walking towards the back where the mechs were. He felt the energy lock. He could deal with them if it got messy.
"I'm in the right place right? The Warehouse?". He was pulling the innocent card and doing a good job of it too. He made sure not to show his face.

[Grace.E]

Vivienne stared after the figure, her gut tightened, while Ben was busy she followed him, silently she followed him in the shadows. she was taller than he, then again she was tall for a female. "Hey buddy, you are not supposed to be back there!"  she called after him. "its employee's only!"

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch walked quickly into the back room and hid right behind the doorway. The first person through the door would get it and he would sprint out the room...
"Back here?"

[Grace.E]

"this guy is not listening" she grumbled, a wolf and a beagle approached "somethin bugging you Vie?" the wolf asked. Vie looked around, the figure was gone like a shadow, she blinked her emerald eyes, still focused "no...the guy left" they left, but she stayed perfectly still, then slowly she approached the door. this guy was very odd.  she stopped, she didn't like the feeling she was getting. she ran her fingers though her wet raven hair. she said absolute nothing but waited, silently she approached and crouched right in front of the door way. her ears flicked to the sounds of the night shift...more oil, grease, metal... but she trained herself to tune them out.
"VIVIENNE BLOOM!" a voice echoed through a loud speaker like thing. it was not Ben's, she knew who it was and she groaned in frustration. she stood up and walked through the doors to the busy warehouse
"Yo vie! the boss is not at all pleased with you about something" a black lab called. Vie rolled her emerald orbs "really now?" Vie walked into the office where a rather large tiger in a well tailored suit and top hat stared at her with burning gold eyes. more like an angry, frustrated glare.
"Vivienne..." he stood up, he slammed something on the table,  pieces of parts from...a weapon. "what the %$#& is this ?" he asked, his tone heated with anger.
"parts" she answered simply. he growled "yes, expensive pieces at that Miss. Bloom"

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch sighed in releif. He grinned, and with a hiss, the rod reinserted itself back into the arm. Sneaking around throught the back of the warehouse, he found what he was looking for. Plans. Written up. He snatched them and dashed back into the rain, no one knowing any better.
*just wait till they head into the back room*

[Grace.E]

Vivienne out of the window saw the mysterious figure running, something was bothering her. while her boss explained the importance of money, she stopped him mid sentence "so sorry sir, I have to go..." she bolted out of the  office as she ran she yelled "I PROMISE IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN!"
she ran out of the warehouse and chased the figure, making sure to stay hidden within the shadows and at least several feet behind him. her gut told her that this guy was shady....why was he near the warehouse...when he clearly was not there to meet a friend..?"

[Alice The Necrofox]

His paws splashed as he ran through the streets, caking his already soaked jacket. The plans were tucked into a pocket of his coat, and he turned a corner. He checked behind him and saw another fur following him.
"Curses... I will lay this one down... she must have seen me..."
he hid behind a corner and primed his arm again.

[Grace.E]

Vivienne stopped, rain drenched her whole body. she stood there, barely even moving... she knelt down in the shadows and pulled out her wrench. there she waited as tension started to build, quietly she creeped into the next shadow and stayed there, then the next, then the next. when felt was close enough she waited, barely breath barely moving, just the sound of rain...

[Alice The Necrofox]

Patch just waited... he heard the pawsteps get closer and closer. His muscles tensed as he heard the sound of metal. He crouched down...

[Grace.E]

who are you... she thought to herself, she looked down at the wrench in her hand...she was never a violent person. she put away the wrench and crouched low, she crouched down against the wall . "you know...acting shady is only gonna get you into trouble fox" she began to play with a lighter since she didn't smoke. she rested her head against the brick wall. "what ever you have, please give it back, we would much appreciate it" she pushed some wet raven hair out of her eyes and waited silently for a response