Gait grabs the periscope as it is thrown down to him and takes a look out at sea; he immediately takes note of the glare coming from the huge yacht across the bright blue sea. Zooming in closer he spots another female figure wearing an only slightly more modest black one piece swimsuit, modest being in coverage as it being encrusted in diamonds is certainly not modest at all. The huge diamond she examines holds gait's attention for a bit before he decides to scan the rest of the yacht, where he soon spots the driver of the boat being that of a young girl in a fancy purple and white robe.
"...That ought to be her, and that's a pretty hefty diamond."[b][/b]
He takes the periscope out of his eyes to look up at hood, then catching the brown bag and keys thrown down to him. "so I just nab valuable, stuff it in here, and bring it back to you; sounds easy."[b][/b] Gait then turns around and shoves his penspear nib first into the ground, leaving the brush end up in the air, stained with green pigment.
"I can change this brush's pigment at will even from far away, when it's green I'm doing fine, but by the off chance I happen to get into hot water, I'll turn it red"[b][/b]. He then promptly holds his hands forward and spawns a brand new one. "Really, I doubt she will notice me, she may not even notice her precious valuables were even taken in fact...hehe.. hope you don't mind me giving your boat a paintjob, I can restore it later."[b][/b]. At that, sea blue pigment starts to flow from the tip of his brush. He then begins to paint his whole body blue, to match the sea's color, spilling a bit on the sand. When he finishes he retracts the blue pigment, leaving the brush cleaner but with a slightly blue stain on the tip. With bag and key in tow, he runs off towards the harbor, it's a long ways to go but he continues to keep pace, ignoring the odd looks he is getting from everyone for his blue paint job.
Meanwhile Lawrence is at the beach town streets hanging out beside a bench in front of a swimsuit and inflatables shop, staring off into the ocean, his PET still besides him but a sketchbook in front of him. He is drawing the scene of the beach in color pencil, grabbing whatever colored pencil he needs from his shoulder bag. He carefully renders the concaving patterns of the creamy colored sand, the gentle blue sea and it's foamy waves...the bright blue sky with the occasional batch of seagulls in the air to-*SNAP!!*
His sky blue color pencil just broke on him while he was in the mood. Naturally upset, he reaches into his bag to pull out the pencil sharpener, a simple square sharpener that works by turning. As he pulls it out he fumbles it in his hands and drops it on the ground, *Plunk!!* The pencil sharpener split in half in the way it was designed to, spilling all its contents onto the ground in a grainy mess of wood shavings, wax clumps, and the ever so messy graphite of variable softness.
Lawrence sighed and stashed his sketchbook away to clean up the mess, only to see his PET and remember that gait still needed monitoring. He picks it up and begins communication with gait.
"Gait!...why are you blue?"[b][/b]
"All part of the mission Lawrence, no more questions now ok?"[b][/b]
"Uh..no, there will be more; and to start, what was our mission?"[b][/b]
"Rich Hood wannabe has stolen goods in her jumbo yacht and I've got a bottomless bag to store them all, I'm getting in, stealing it all, painting up phonies to keep them from knowing soon, and bailing. "[b][/b]
"and the blue paintjob?"[b][/b]
"for camoflauge against the ocean, what else? I have to get there don't I?"[b][/b]
"So you are going to swim out there?"[b][/b]
"Nope, Hood gave me a speedboat, I'm painting it to, all I hope is that it's not too noisy."[b][/b]
By the end of the exchange, Gait made it to the harbor with the speedboat, it seems like a standard speedboat, nothing too fancy or out of the ordinary. Gait proceeds to give the boat a generous sea blue cover, and when finished hops in to activate it. The boat gives off a powerful roar upon start up but mellows out just a bit. With the boat untied from the dock and running, he begins to make a bee line for the yacht, starting quickly, but slowing down as he gets closer so the engine wouldn't be too loud to detect. As he gets close to the yacht, he looks up to examine it and any possible way up the yacht.