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Jacob reacted perfectly to being informed about a camera; he didnt look directly into it, and made the moment seem like the two were just having a casual conversation...while browsing through Mr White's stuff.
A locked door could mean only one thing- the target wanted to assure some thing's safety, though he failed in front of an easy lock pick. Well, Jacob made any lock seem like an easy prey anyway. "He's a charity man, he doesnt plant traps." The blonde spoke, more to herself, while she mentally ran through some of the possibilities. Could White have the cover of a money donnor, while he was actually something else? What if he wanted other people to think exactly of that theory, as a defensive shield while he was just a rich scumbag actually. And the more Ruby elaborated, the more complicated this whole situation got. She couldnt wait for it to be over.. "Such uncalculated man." When you put your family in danger, you were a moron. Now, danger was not necesarily involved for his family, but the guy's death would definitely affect those people. None of the criminals cared about the target- since White was only that, a target. Nevertheless, Pierce had a point, messing with the wrong guys could make you a dead person. Like messing with Enigma. Or Bianchi..for that matter..

He couldnt possible comprehend how relieved Ruby was at the sound of his words: "no more mingling". It felt like something divine hugged her on the spot. "Thank you." She chuckled, letting him know from her tone that she was grateful. The woman followed him towards the room's exit, running a hand through her hair as she viewed the hall again. She gave him a small nod as a thank you, for being a gentleman, and accompanied him on the way downstairs. "No, dear, I'll just turn it into a public announcement. I'll obviously wait." The evening had been so boring until a few moments ago, why not let some sarcasm fill in the empty cups? Ruby didnt aim to be rude, but to bicker a bit and make their simple beings less..formal. She sometimes had this urge to make anyone around her realise how they shouldnt be too serious, stressed or angry, when it could be way worse or something terrible could have happened.

Now downstairs, Blackwood's gaze darted around the place, trying to find the target with a bit of luck. It really wasnt her day though. No sight of the man around, but at the second glance, she spotted him talking to a few guests, all near him like he was some sort of preacher. No one approached the duo, which was good, considering that they wanted to retreat to the hotel as soon as possible, and 'set the scene'. "Any idea on when tonight's meeting ends? If it's close to this hour, we might not be able to get to know everyone." Considering that some guard was close by when she talked, Ruby trusted Jacob enough to be able to understand what she meant. He was very smart, no doubt in that. The later the event ended, the more time they had to inspect the hotel and maybe room 202, if the locking system wasnt too complicated (or related to an alarm).

Once they would enter the hotel, Ruby would fish her phone out of her purse and dial a number not saved in the device's memory. On the other end, another woman's voice was heard, speaking only a foreign language. "Shalom Rivka. Could you help me out with a few things? I'm in a bit of a hurry so I'll just send you a quick message with whatever's needed. I believe you could trace the call. Toda!" The blonde left her phone running for 30 seconds and then ended the call while already typing up a message. She noted a few items that could work as a pyjama, and as well as some sweatpants and a shirt for Jacob (taking a wild guess at the sizes he wore). The dress was perfect for covering weapons, that being a reason of choosing it. So there was no need to change it. But what about the cameras? Wouldnt the woman be easier to be recognised if she wore the same attire? The thought of jeopardizing this mission made Blackwood also ask for a new dress. Her contact/friend could probably pick well enough.

She didnt expect Jacob to not be prepared, the contrary actually. He was Bianchi's mercenary after all, she believed that such a highly placed mafia would only hire exceptional people. Pierce was one of those. There was no room for mistake, and frankly Ruby never saw him make any. Maybe, except for that one time when he opened Max's apartment door after picking the lock, without gloves. She was sure it was the masquerade night. Besides that, Birdy had always been on point. "Alright."
Really, there was no need for her mind to rewind to those images that would forever stain her retina. Ruby threw Jacob a horiffied, "dont ask" glare. It was better. He wasnt into all the kinky stuff either, if she tried to explain, it would end up being another language for him. Probably. And she would haave thought a charity event was not like some frat party...

A sound of movement. A door was opened, somewhere near the two, signalling potential trouble. Could it be a guard? There was no time to think about it, Jacob hurried closer to Blackwood, and she stopped the room inspecting almost instantly. She put her glove and knive away in her purse, feeling the man's hand on her waist and finally seeing the two strangers move around. Their target! Ugh, if that bimbo wasnt here they could have sliced his liver out. The next occassion, hopefully. Ruby focused on Pierce's face, trying to look as occupied as she could, to the pair that walked past them but didnt care of. She had her wrists on Jacob's shoulders, her fingers toying softly with a black curl from the back of his head. His arm around her waist didnt bother her, and it was a bit surprising, if not to Jacob then to herself. They didnt need to think of a discussion to improvise, since the two persons of interest vanished quickly. Then, he had a good idea. And if the target came back in his room, they could close him there and kill Mr White on the spot. "Good plan." She moved a hand from the mercenary's shoulder to her hair, flipping it out of her face and then proceeding to turn towards the said room. Why was Jacob still holding her? Earth to Birdy~ "My waist wont run anywhere if you let go of it, that I can guarantee." She let out a chuckle. That was actually funny, coming from him. And a bit cute, if the blonde was to ponder more on it..

Hm, yeah, maybe they were meant for such tasks. They had the fakeness required, so they could easily survive such events. Well, the people attending them, to be more specific. She only let out a silent giggle, agreeing to that.
Jacob accepted to get on separate ways, so their search would be more efficient. If each searched a different part of the building, they could cover more ground in less time. Once the man was no longer at her side, Ruby turned around, greeting some random people so as to look like she was heading towards a familiar group of people. The building lacked video cameras, that was her first surprise. It was a charity event after all, the hosts probably expected mannered, polite people to attend. The guards were at each set of stairs and entrance though.

Red's gaze analysed the ballroom, scanning for the target's frame but having no luck at identifying him. A man had approached her, initiating a conversation and all, but she managed to dodge a bullet by excusing herself with the pretext of not feeling well. It always worked. Blackwood eyed the bar, seeing none of their target. But then, Pierce gave her some news. She raised her hand to the earpiece, to make sure it was adjusted right and that she could hear the man talk, and turned around, picking up a champagne glass on the way towards the staircase. A staircase could only mean one thing, in Ruby's experience. It was either a VIP space, or a VIP space. No doubt there. But were there any people with VIP tags, hanging around their necks? The blonde looked around, pretending to be sipping from her champagne while fixing her gaze on a man. If Jacob was on the task, and succeeded to get up there, it was no need for her to hurry, she had to be an alibi in everyone's sight. But if he didnt, and those tags had a reason, Blackwood was just in time.

"In a minute." She spoke for the mercenary to hear, and applied a seductive smile on her face, advancing towards the guest with a vip tag tucked in his breast pocket. What made him pick this guy, was the fact that he was surrounded by women, and quite isolated from the rest of the guests. Perfect. "Hello. A nice evening, isnt it?" The blonde spoke slowly once she was near the man, and darted her gaze up and down him. The guy cleared his throat and excused himself from the other ladies, having them leave to mingle with others. "A nice evening indeed. Markus, to who do I own the pleasure?" Womenizers were the best targets. Ruby presented herself as Eva again, probably invading his personal space with cockiness. "Dont you think the mingling is a bit boring?" Her voice toned down, moving closer to the wall. Her plan was to get that tag somehow, and the only way that came to her mind was by seducing the guy. "I'm just waiting for a friend to come by, I could probably entertain you, Eva." The man's gaze was fixed on the woman's own, and she took advantage of the eye contact, to invade his space some more, by placing her free hand on his torso and sliding it up slowly. When it reached the pocket, she pressed gently against the edge of the tag that wasnt hidden in it, and covered it with her palm while moving it out of the pocket, towards the man's shoulder. "That sounds..great." She spoke to keep him distracted, while her hand reached the top of his shoulder, and let the card slide away, onto the floor. It took a nice turn, landing o the floor right next to the two's shoes, and Ruby balanced her weight from a leg to the other, stepping on the tag and allowing her dress to conceal it. The man leaned in to steal a kiss, but the blonde turned her head and looked over his shoulder. "I think there's someone calling for you. Later?" The man turned alarmed, and nodded to 'Eva', excusing himself. Once he was gone on a goosehunt, Ruby bent to pick up the tag and hurried towards Jacob.

What was this charity event's focus anyway? Feeding the poor? Helping the homeless? Donating to hospitals? Ruby was getting curious, since it looked like the snobs here had such expensive gowns, they could probably feed Africa's inhabitants with the money from one since pair of earrings. Ruby wasnt even exaggerating. Those people probably spent more on their suit than the check they wrote for whatever cause this event was dedicated to. Or maybe Ruby was just being a judgemental person right now? It remained to be seen.
The elders were nice, oddly enough yes. She could prpobably see them give away a big amout of money to save a cause. The man's shoes were shiny, though the leather had a few wrinkles, most certainly not made tonight. He looked so comfortable in his suit, this all made Red think that he did not waste a fortune for a one time only suit. It melted down her earlier accusations about the guests around. His wife too had the facial features of a wise and caring woman, the little lines of age only made her look innocent and pretty in her own way. Blackwood's favourite thing to do in a mission was to analyse others, and so that was what she was doing. Subtly, but efficiently. This couple made her feel bad for burning the outfits she used in missions. It seemed to spoiled of her, so selfish. But in reality Ruby couldnt afford to keep a gown that could carry evidence or leave some, perhaps even be evidence. The dress from the masquerade got burned, this one will too. Or at least that's what the people coming from her father to be her contacts in Chicago told her it would happen to those gowns. You could never be too sure though.

The blonde kept her smile, that only turned somewhat warm the longer the couples talked. She had to blend in and play her part, even if that mean to look less like she was expecting someone to appear in any second. "Eva, likewise." Ruby continued as Jacob used his alias and let her introduce herself, still keeping that glass of champagne in her hand. She took a sip of the liquid as the Scottish complimented 'Klein' , even though he most probably never actually heard of him before. "Eva! What a name! It reminds me of a time when I was a lad, and I lived at my grandparents' cottage..-" Then, the woman decided to speak. The old lady had a hand around her husband's arm as the two engaged couple, and used the other one to pat Mr Murray's arm as if to stop him from going on a rant. Ruby thought the two were cute, to be honest. "Now, now, dear, lets not monopolize this conversation." Red chuckled a bit at the woman's words and waved her hand a bit as if to say it was alright, but the gentleman's own laugh surprised her a bit. "No, it's fine, we would love to hear the story." She then gave Jacob a look to see if he agreed, much like two people that have known each other for a really long time, and were able to communicate by glances. It was close, no denial. "Come on, love, they're so young! They sure have time for a little memory." The Scottish continued with that joke, and stopped for a moment, looking at the two. "Ah, how old are you two, dear? You seem awfully young to be engaged if I might say. But what does the 'vintage' generation know, after all?" His laugh was present again, and the blonde chuckled too, looking at Jacob again. "We're really not that young.. And vintage? Well, they say old is gold, yes?" For the fancy act, Ruby let her accent come out and wrap itself around her and the mercenary, to make them seem a bit foreign, or at least really well travelled, as some said.

This might have been the first time Jacob actually complimented someone. As in, not a sarcastic compliment, and Ruby didnt actually see him telling people how nice thier jacket was or stuff like that. But it was a good type of 'surprising' . "Toda. (Thank you)" The woman let her accent slip through her lips this time, but for the rest of the night there shall be no place for it. Personal reasons.
If he did invite her on the best dates or not, one thing was certain: Jacob had great taste in missions, murders altogether. How he got his assignments? Ruby had no idea, probably the Bianchi delivered them in some fancy scroll, sealed with the blood of their enemies, with a tiger pattern. Or perhaps Pierce had his personal contacts too, or more like, ways to be contacted and reached, without jeopardizing his safety. Red chuckled, and was glad that he did not lose his humor by accident. It would have been disappointing. "Make sure to bend the right knee." The woman continued the tease, and kept that smirk on her face. However, Jacob didnt seem to be aware of the common men mistakes. Bringing your girlfriend, around many other fish in the sea, it was a move bound to backfire. Either your girl caught you checking the view, or mingling with the woman with the outrageous measurements- Ruby had witnessesed these fails when she went undercover with a team. There was always a male representant that just had to bring his real partener, these things never happened in Israel, or among Enigma members. "Maybe it doesnt for him, but she can feel intimidated. I've seen it happen." Jacob didnt need as many details, since those were useless anyway. It all depended on what kind of woman one put his hands around, though.

Shredding the paper was a smart move, Red subtly looked around as he did so, and was glad that only some ordinary guests were in sight. And once the mercenary / temporary fiancee had his ear piece all set, Ruby grabbed his arm graciously, giving him a hopeful glare. "I see you understand my point then." She chuckled.

Men and women, dressed in all colors and dress sizes, displaying their best gowns and the rented personalities- Blackwood thought that all rich people were snobs. Fake human beings, with selfish priorities and no virtues. Was it ironic that she belonged to somewhat of a family like so? She hoped that the fake act was never upon her, around the best of her friends, at least. The polite guard didnt check them for anything threatening, which was a great combo to their current mood. Moral support came from everywhere apparently. Once no one in charge of this place's security was close, Ruby would adress her new "fiancee". "I cant see your cousin." Yeah, well, she was not going to spell target with two couples right next to them, but the blonde did look around a bit.

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