"Okay Left Hand, mission clocks are synced. Are you in position? Over"
"Sure why not. Why do you have these radios anyway?"
"Left Hand, you need to end all transmissions with 'Over'. Over"
"No"
"Yang, you can't just-"
"I'm not doing it"
"But we need to be prepared in-"
"Nope, no way, uh uh, not happening. There is literally nothing you can do to make me take this situation seriously. What is this '''Over' bullshit even about anyway?"
"It's an assurance that the message wasn't ended prematurely. Over"
"Well Blake, if I did-"
"I told you, my codename for this mission is 'Shadow Lotus'. Over"
"Yeah, add 'calling you that' to the ongoing list of things that aren't happening"
"It's for security Left Hand, what if someone gets on this frequency? Over"
"Are you actually suggesting that you're worried about someone in the school, accidently or otherwise, might be fucking around with some radio they happened to have on hand, discover us talking about some silly plan about stealing back some porn from the most incompetent student in the school, and codenames will be the only thing stopping them from endangering this plan?"
"... It's a possibility... Over"
"Okay, whatever. Let's get this over with"
Blake signed off with a deep sigh. She knew Yang's attitude would be an obstacle in this; she had a serious problem with her priorities and some ridiculous fixation with that smut delusion of hers. But she was the only choice Blake had, if not the ideal one.
Scaling the building wasn't a problem for someone like her, and in no time at all she was just outside JNPR's window. Blake's job would be the easiest, a simple in and out. JNPR doesn't even keep the windows locked to keep out the incompetent ninjas, pretty sloppy of them. Blake made a mental note to talk to them about basic home security after this. Yang's task would be the most daunting, social interaction. It was a cruel assignment, but one must always be prepared to sacrifice a pawn when necessary
"Left Hand, we will be moving into the next phase soon, are you still in position? Over"
"Yes Blake, I'v-"
"You mean Shadow Lo-"
"No, no I don't. And don't worry, I still haven't moved since you last asked. Still just standing here."
"Excellent, now we can- "
"Just standing around thinking about my life choice, what mistake I must've made to lead to thi-"
"I SAID now we can proceed. Just keep him distracted will I obtain the asset. Over"
"And by asset you mean the-"
"Entering radio silence now. Over"
Even on the other side of the window, Yang's exasperated sigh could be heard coming from behind the door, with some loud knocks following. A shuffling noise, a silhouette moving in the window and a door been opened; everything was going all according to keikaku
"Oh hey Yang, what can I do for you... at 9pm?"
"Hey vomit boy, I just needed to have a talk with you is all"
"...Why?"
"Oh don't be like that, we're friends and friends have heartfelt talks with their friends in their time of need"
"I'd be more inclined to believe you if you used my actual name, if you even know it"
"Friends ALSO have fun nicknames for each other. So what do you say VB, you gonna help out your bestie Yang?"
"I... sure why not"
So far so good; Blake silently edged the window open and scanned the interior, nothing out of the ordinary. Ren and Pyrrha's beds perfectly clean and tidy, Nora's was covered in a large pile of sheets and clothes. But Jaune's bed was the one that mattered, his bed had the scattered notes and papers, his bad had the (untouched) pile of books, and in that pile was Blake's precious quarry. This was JUST like that part in Ninjas of Love 4: Silent Thighs when Akana fought that army of ninja toddlers to obtain their secret horde of candy.
"So what is this problem Yang?"
"I need your help, your expertise even."
"Okay now I KNOW you're joking."
"No, no. I really mean it. I need your help getting boy's attention"
...
"You need help with boys? YOU?"
"Sure, I'm totally shy and shit, and socially awkward"
"Well, uh, I guess I'm flattered."
"So I thought 'Who's better at attracting boys than Jaune?'"
"Wait, what?"
"Oh don't sell yourself short, you're the talk of the school after that dress thing."
"That was a bet! ...kinda"
"So you mean the rumours about you and Cardin?..."
"WHAT!"
"Oh, bummer. Well you're still a guy. You must have some idea about what guys like."
"I guess guys like girls with nice personalities and-"
"'Personality' is a euphemism for tits right?"
"I didn't say! -"
"And what should I be doing with my huge 'personalities'? Should I flaunt them all out in the open, or hide them to maintain some mystique? All the fun in a gift is unwrapping it after all."
Jaune was suitably unprepared for this conversation, more so than usual.
"Excellent" Blake thought, Plan B was going swimmingly. Now the real game would begin; it would be an understatement to say that breaking into somewhere such as Beacon is a daunting task, but with Blake's training and... Education, it was nothing.
Open the window
Slip inside
Creep over to the bed
She was a shadow in the darkness
A silent shadow
A sleek silent shadow
A sexy sleek silent shadow
A historically accurate sexy sleek-
"Hiya Blake!"
Wait, shit, what?!
Oh crap, what Blake had initially taken for a pile of clothing and linen was, well it was still just that, but the pile also contained a Nora, who was staring right at Blake. Why was she still here?! The plan hadn't accounted for this!
Don't panic, just stay calm. All was not yet lost. This outfit was designed for stealth; the ninjas of old were like mere mist wearing these. Blake just had to stand completely still and her form would fade into the darkness. Maybe Nora would just assume it was a trick of the light, or that she was seeing things. Nora's fucking crazy right? She probably sees things all the time anyway. Just stand completely montionless and –
"Nice outfit Blake, it really makes your boobs stand out."
"Dammit! How can you still see me?"
"Well you ARE right there, also your skin kinds glows a bit and your showing a LOT of it. You really do stand out."
"Who are you talking to Nora?"
Oh no
As was lost now, all eyes were upon her; Nora's curious but somewhat impressed expression, Jaune's bewildered face and Yang shrugging indifferently in the doorway. None of this was going according to plan. Blake would have to abandon Yang, she'd have to fight her way out on her own. But Blake still had an exit strategy remaining
The window
"YOU SAW NOTHING!" Blake screeched as she snatched the book and leapt for the open window. It was a long fall, but Blake had inherited a few traits from her Faunus heritage; and cats ALWAYS land on their feet.
*SNAP*
Oh fuck! Oh shit! That hurt so much. Was that your leg? Your femur? Is something broken or- Oh god there's something sticking there. Why did you land on your feet? That's the worst thing to do, why did you think that would work? Oh shit this hurts so much, you might be blacking out...
At least...
You accomplished...
The mission...
Hurk... Blagh
Meanwhile, back in Casa del JNPR, Yang and Jaune looked on as Nora held up a sign reading '10'
"Did Blake just steal one of her own books?"
"Yep"
"And then jump out of a window?"
"Yep"
"All while dressed as a prostitute?"
"Yep"
"You don't seem adequately surprised by any of this."
"Jaune, you would not believe the night I've had."
"Is she okay?"
"Tonight I've learnt that Blake is many things, 'okay' is not one of them."
"... Okay but we should still check on her though"
"Yeah, you're probably right"