The first task to infiltrate The Black Chateau involved crossing the rooftops to realign Dimitri's satellite dishes to stream his information into Bentley's control antennae atop the Gang's temporary hideout. Sly took care of that task while Coco took on the next one, actually breaking into part of Dimitri's facility. As she was likely to encounter guards, she armed herself with extra knock out needles from Thief-net, and was accompanied by Murray.
The path selected turned out to be the wine cellar...and patrolled by rat guards, as expected. "Are you sure you've got enough needles, Coco?" Murray asked cautiously as he looked down at his diminutive niece.
Coco smiled softly. "Plenty," she whispered back. "Can you throw me up to the rafters? I'll have an easier time getting them all at once from above."
Nodding, Murray gently tossed her up, letting her catch the rafter above with her cane before scrambling up in silence. It didn't take her long to find the perfect position to throw. Drawing two needles with both front hooves, she hurled them in a single motion. All four guards clutched at their necks before dropping. Hopping down, Coco collected her needles, leaving the guards down for the count.
"Good job, Coco!" Murray complimented as he rushed forward, working a mechanism to open a path for Coco to advance. "Did you master that new skill Sly taught you? The one that lets you jump off air for normal maneuvering?"
"The 'double jump'?" Coco clarified. "Yeah. Works just like the safety techniques, but more efficiently. Easier than hopping off magic." She promptly leapt into the air before kicking off empty air, flipping over the partially open door to the other side.
"Good luck, Coco!" Murray called after her as she rushed forward.
The path forward had swinging laser security, but Coco's small size worked to her advantage as she raced between the beams unsinged, racing under the tables that crossed the faster grids without even having to duck. The bulkier guards with their flashlights were a momentary concern, but Coco had prepared for just such an obstacle with sharper, narrower needles coated in a more potent knock-out drug. One dropped the guard before they'd noticed her, letting her keep going.
Before long, she reached a vent leading into the nightclub proper, crawling through it and into a carpeted room with flashing lights in the corners. Another guard monitored a yellow laser grid that blocked her path, but the grid dropped with the guard after a properly placed thrown needle. Coco continued past a few coatrooms - glad to see this part of the club was actually closed for once - and reached an open foyer. Four rat guards patrolled across the way, making Coco curse under her breath. Due to positions, she couldn't take out more than two before she was spotted...so she had to take a different approach.
Ducking back into a coat closet, she stashed her thief outfit and pulled on a Buttercup Scout uniform. She then pulled out a box of cookies, and donned a Scout hat three sizes too large for her, positioning it so it would slip over her eyes at the slightest tilt of her head. With the disguise complete, she clip-clopped her way into the foyer.
One of the rat guards immediately caught sight of her. "Oy!" he barked out. "Who's dere?"
Coco let out a startled yelp, flopping over and dropping the cookie box as her hat dropped over her eyes. "I'll be good! I'll be good!" she cried out, making her voice as fearful as possible. "Just please turn the lights back on! I don't like the da~a~a~ark!" She then proceeded to sob.
Much to her surprise, the ploy worked flawlessly as all four guards were immediately at her side, helping her to her hooves and straightening her hat so she could see. "Now, no need ta weep, lass," one of the guard's spoke up. "Whatcha doin' down here? This ain't no place fer kiddos."
"I...I'm losted..." Coco whimpered, pulling out a map of Paris so badly drawn it resembled Uijeongbu. "I...I was supposed to meet with my troop to sell cookies, but I must have read the map wrong..." She sniffled, her expression obviously not far from absolute despair, and possibly crying again.
"We'll help ya, lass," one of the guards promised. "How about we each buy a cookie, then you tell us where you're meeting your troop, and we'll walk you there?"
Coco gasped hopefully. "Oh, would you?" she whispered breathlessly. "Oh, you guys are the nicest, sweetest guys I ever met!"
A quick transaction, and each guard was enjoying their cookie. "These 're delish!" one of them crowed happily.
"Now, where were you...meeting..." The talkative guard was the first to slump over as the knock out drug in the cookies did its work, and the other three soon followed.
Coco grinned widely as she silently slipped back to the coat room. "Works even better than I'd hoped," she whispered as she changed back into her thief outfit. Once changed, she made her way through another air vent, making her way to an observation deck through which she could see the very heart of Dimitri's operation. "Jackpot," she whispered as she started taking pictures of everything.
She made sure to get clear shots of every object in the chamber beyond, including Dimitri himself. She could hold plenty of photos, and she figured her Uncle Bentley could sort out which were important and which could be deleted. She did make sure to get good pictures of Dimitri, a generator, and what appeared to be a money printer built with Clockwerk's tail feathers, using them as printing plates.
With pictures taken, she made her way back to the safehouse to meet up with the others.
I was told I did an excellent job all around, and Daddy and my Uncles made much of me. As enjoyable as that was, the thrill of the op was exciting, and I was eager to get out there again, so I gently nudged Uncle Bentley into going over the pictures and coming up with the plan.
However, what he came up with was a great big 'insufficient information'. All we knew was that a direct assault - which we wouldn't have done anyway - would be suicide. However, he did have a few possible ways of getting new info.
First involved swapping a bugged painting for one in Dimitri's office. The other involved tailing him on the street. It was quickly decided I would take the first task, while Dad took the second...
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I...SO look forward to when Coco meets Rarity...
reference toBatmare Beyondnot intended this time around, though not necessarily frowned upon either...Too bad Sly's part of the plan didn't receive much reception but I can see why.
Coco really sold her disguise to the guards there.
Something about Coco's task really Bugz me or she's wearing a Bunny outfit.
you and your weaponized cuteness
This is awesome.
Great, now you've got me paranoid over cute girl scouts selling cookies.
7842577 You should already be paranoid about that...
7842124 SANS! Come on on why do I see you everywhere making puns?
7842610 Part time job that I enjoy doing.
7842403 Illegal in 50 countries.
7842613 so your part time job is to go around stories people make and start making bad puns about the chapters? Sounds like an easy life my friend
7842626 On the contrary, not all days puns would be so easy to make. Of course, the tone of the chapter has to be considered as well if it's better to pun or not to pun.
Practice helps.
7842641 practice makes perfect I suppose
That's short for operation, isn't it? I agree Coco is OP (in a good way) but I don't think she would think so.
7842724
Yes. Op is common shorthand for operation.
Coco, you little scamp!
7842625 yeah all of the rest have already bowed down before our cute and fuzzy pony overlords
Makes me feel bad for the mooks. Sure, they're "bad guys", but with this whole legitimately trying to help a lost girl scout, it really puts into question if what Coco did was "right".
I mean sure, it's for the good of the entire planet and all, but dick move. They surely would have helped if you didn't drug them. Now they'll hate Girl Scouts. Good job.
(Hell, Sly could have snuck in while Coco distracted the guards. It'd accomplish the same thing, but without hurting mooks who are only doing the job.)
I'm looking too far into this.
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Does it help if the knock out drug in the cookies is designed to give them very happy dreams? (Meaning 'adorable pony girl scout' will probably be shrugged off as a dream they had while unconscious like the rest)
Awwwww jeeebus! Take all my money!
Nice job!
I would have honestly loved to see those rats do as they said they would and escort Cocco out of the club to safety.
7843531 as an Eagle Scout, I can't help but agree.
7843638 It does help a bit... but only a bit. Their first instinct was to help a little girl so I can't see them as pure evil and I suggest when Carmelita catches them Coco puts in a good word for them so they get decent accommodations in prison and maybe help out Ms. Ruby and Mugshot when they get out.
7843952
1. Assuming they end up arrested.
2. Being escorted out was exactly what she didn't want, and there was no way they'd escort her where she wanted to go, or let her take pictures.
7843638 A little.
7842625 Here in Mexico Congress is still debating
7865900
Debates are finished here in Canada, but the government has yet to announce the decision.
7865900 *snicker*
Cute, innocent, lost little filly act. Works every damn time.
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Sssssssssaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnsssssssssss get back to work you big dummy
Ok I remember this mission, and what I remember is spending a solid hour playing this mission every time I played through the game cause I stubbornly tried running past the spotlight guards.
I thought crawling under the tables and hiding while they passed by took to long. Mind you I was 8 when I played the second game all the way through the first time.
Out of couristy who else stubbornly tried rushing past the guards or jumping over them?
Uh oh Dimitri is printing counterfeit money he's going to get busted for that big time