*waves energetically* Over here! =P Ok, I'll start.

The wind whispered through the branches of the trees in the garden in front of the castle, sending a welcome breeze through the warm night air, shadows cast by the silver moon dancing along the marbled walkway. The birds were silent and the world seemed to be sleeping. On a night this serene, it wouldn't be a surprise if some guards fell asleep on duty.
Ray grins as he slips inside the castles entrance and resists the urge to shout 'I'm home!'. Nothing had gone wrong up to this point. Earlier he had been a little bit careless and had let down his guard for a few moments, but he was pretty sure he had shot both the guards successfully with the darts. They wouldn't be a problem any more. So no worries! He trots towards the room where the treasure he was looking for was kept, admiring the architecture and paintings and tapestries of the hallway. Sometimes, it was these small things that made him miss his home.

^^

Jack was on guard by the treasury, standing straight and still. He refused to sleep on duty, even though his eye lids felt rather heavy at the moment. The quietness, the calmness of everything around, almost over took him with sleep. But he kept himself awake.

Ray hums to himself as he continues along, exchanging his darts for his lock picking tools. They were common objects, twisted or bent to help him pick locks. He continues walking, completely ignoring the possibility of a guard being awake at this time.

Jack hears footsteps and quickly his eyes pop white open. He feels the long for sleep strip away as he becomes ready for anyone coming. His hand drops to his sword hilt, eyes moving vigilantly back and forth.

Ray does an epic heel click before turning the bend and finding himself with a guard. "Oh banana bread." He stops in his tracks like a deer in headlights for a few moments before regaining his composure. "Fancy meeting you here." He smiles brightly at the guard and bowing slightly. His brain was working double time to try and find a way to not get the guard angry at him. "Lovely night for a walk, no? Ok, here's the deal, I'll split it 50-50 if you help me and don't kill me." He mentally kicks himself, having just thrown the possibility of slipping out of this situation down the gutter.

Jack almost drew his sword, it was half way out the sheath, when he heard the offer. He was silent a moment, then pushed his sword back in with the softest 'swish' sound. "Fifty-fifty? Just for helping and sparing you."

Ray again mentally kicked herself. "Uh-huh. So is it a deal or no?" She asks, fiddling with her tools, not sure if she could use them as a weapon if she needed to. She pulls the sleeves of her shirt down up to cover the burn marks.

Jack things a moment, then gives a nod. "Seems fair."

Ray grins, "Great! Then you probably have the keys or know where they are and I don't have to use these things." She puts her tools away and looks expectantly at Jack.

Jack gave a mere nod, made sure no one was looking, and then reached to a ring of keys on his waist. He easily picked a brown copper key and carefully used it to unlock the treasury door. He knew he most likely would get in trouble for this, but fifty-fifty didn't sound too bad when he carefully opened the door.