Whistle responded with a sarcastic chuckle pulling his roommate level with him so they could walk side-by-side. "You know I'm not that kind of mage smartass, and we need to head for the Disguise Department. We can't go into the middle class looking like thieves or even lower class citizens. I don't know how many dresses you own, but I don't own a single button down shirt or really anything with sleeves." He chuckled looking sideways at her. "Plus it'll give us time to get to know each other, we need to be a convincing married couple in deep love after all." He joked and kissed her cheek softly.
The Disguise Department was on the opposite side of the base. Being a good thief means you need to be able to hide. Either by finding a nice little hole to bury yourself in until the heat dies down or become another person for a bit. And the Bandits had a department that could rival some high end theater companies. Lots of costumes, make-up, props, and actual coaches to help you be as convincing as possible. They were walking through the supply section of the Warehouse, stolen good wee being cataloged and fences were moving through the stacks appraising the value of the products. Big bay rooms with stuff stacked high, but the teams were headed for the small barn like structure pressed against the last Eastern wall. People were moving through the doors carrying stuff or practicing their new walks and identities. Whistler and Libby weren't the only ones going undercover, but they looked to be the only ones going undercover as normal citizens. Everyone looked like a thug, whore, or cripple. The bottomfeeders who can build up info on their targets without anyone caring if they heard or not.
The young Wizard led his new wife through the door and turned right into one of the staging rooms. Inside were three women, a Human a Snow Elf, and a Tiefling. The Human looked up chuckling. "Well, well, welcome back Whistler this your new girl?" She looked a little bit older than the Wizard, but there was something between them. Giving a convincing smile the boy shook his head. "Not this time Esmeralda this is my new wife, Rike has us going to the middle class to spy. We need to look the part."
The three women looked at each other the nodded and got to work. Esmeralda would work on Whistler and the Snow Elf, a quiet woman named Friea would work on Libby. The Tiefling's name was Azziex and she would be working on their clothing.
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