Post by lina on May 24, 2012 15:35:18 GMT -8
December 20th, 2011, 9:00PM
Breaking and entering was easy for Lina by this point in her life. She hadn't done it before running for it, but she had learned all about it quick enough. Here she was breaking into another magical home in hopes of making some cash. Lina always needed money, and she wasn't going to admit that she had a drinking problem that slowly took away any money that she had. Oh no, she'd never admit that. The drunk thief, living as free as a bird and acting silly because of it. The holidays would be soon of course, just five short days away, and homes would be filled with all sorts of goodies. She felt bad of course, a small part of her for breaking into a home this close to it. But she wouldn't be rifling into any sort of presents, even she had some lines she wouldn't cross. Kids would be waiting for those.
No, she'd be here for the quick cash and possibly a quick meal from the fridge. The red head chuckled under her breath, flexing her hands in the black leather gloves that covered her digits. The pale girl looked over the house from her hidden spot. Magical sorts were always quick to make their homes safe via the doors, and even the first floor windows, but just about no one thought about second story windows. Or third. Or however many floors up they had. This one had a beautiful second story window that was just calling her name. It was beckoning her in a way that she could not deny it, and Lina was going to answer that siren call without a doubt.
How would she get here? Such a laughable question. The side of the house was easy to climb, all things considered. She just needed the right sort of thing to get up. It was snowing, so she needed be careful. A small little grin was on her lips though, and the woman stretched her arms. Leather jacket was zipped all the way up, and her scarf was tucked inside of it. What did Lina do? She pulled the gloves off, and scaled the side of the house. It wasn't easy, but these old homes were made of brick and had all sorts of little cracks in the walls that were perfect for her fingers and toes in. Her boots were hanging over a shoulder by their shoelaces, and damn were her toes freezing.
She was easily up to the second floor window, bracing herself on the windowsill with her left arm and her legs. Her right hand braced against the window and pushed up, hoping that some stupid idiot had left it unlocked. But damn, they hadn't, and now she was going to have to pick the damned lock. She shoved her right hand into her jacket pocket and pulled out various pins. Several were shoved between her lips, and she made herself take a deep breath through her nose. There was a lot she had to do in order to get money sometimes, and this was one of them. She braced her legs as carefully as she could, and Lina knew she didn't have long before her toes gave out on her in the freezing cold with how they were cramping.
It took maybe forty painful seconds, but the lock was opened, the window pushed up silently, and Lina rolled through the opening like it was her salvation. There was a small bit of a thump, she knew from when her feet touched the ground. She closed the window behind her, and quickly shoved her pins back into her pocket, gloves back on her digits, and feet welcomed the feel of her boots. All in all, everything was going well. No one was home from what she could hear, and the red head started to go through the room was she in. Guest room from what she could tell, so doubtful she'd find anything good. But you never knew where people would stash the good stuff.
Of course, a few minutes later, Lina was making her way down the hall to the Master bedroom when she heard a creak from somewhere in the house. The wind wasn't blowing currently, so it couldn't be blamed on that. There was no signs of pets, no fur on the ground, no tell tale smells of litter, or anything else like that. Someone else was here. Someone else was in this house right now while the family was out. They had probably heard her by this point, she hadn't been a mouse because she had been alone. Shit, shit, shit, shit. This was going to get ugly quick like.
Breaking and entering was easy for Lina by this point in her life. She hadn't done it before running for it, but she had learned all about it quick enough. Here she was breaking into another magical home in hopes of making some cash. Lina always needed money, and she wasn't going to admit that she had a drinking problem that slowly took away any money that she had. Oh no, she'd never admit that. The drunk thief, living as free as a bird and acting silly because of it. The holidays would be soon of course, just five short days away, and homes would be filled with all sorts of goodies. She felt bad of course, a small part of her for breaking into a home this close to it. But she wouldn't be rifling into any sort of presents, even she had some lines she wouldn't cross. Kids would be waiting for those.
No, she'd be here for the quick cash and possibly a quick meal from the fridge. The red head chuckled under her breath, flexing her hands in the black leather gloves that covered her digits. The pale girl looked over the house from her hidden spot. Magical sorts were always quick to make their homes safe via the doors, and even the first floor windows, but just about no one thought about second story windows. Or third. Or however many floors up they had. This one had a beautiful second story window that was just calling her name. It was beckoning her in a way that she could not deny it, and Lina was going to answer that siren call without a doubt.
How would she get here? Such a laughable question. The side of the house was easy to climb, all things considered. She just needed the right sort of thing to get up. It was snowing, so she needed be careful. A small little grin was on her lips though, and the woman stretched her arms. Leather jacket was zipped all the way up, and her scarf was tucked inside of it. What did Lina do? She pulled the gloves off, and scaled the side of the house. It wasn't easy, but these old homes were made of brick and had all sorts of little cracks in the walls that were perfect for her fingers and toes in. Her boots were hanging over a shoulder by their shoelaces, and damn were her toes freezing.
She was easily up to the second floor window, bracing herself on the windowsill with her left arm and her legs. Her right hand braced against the window and pushed up, hoping that some stupid idiot had left it unlocked. But damn, they hadn't, and now she was going to have to pick the damned lock. She shoved her right hand into her jacket pocket and pulled out various pins. Several were shoved between her lips, and she made herself take a deep breath through her nose. There was a lot she had to do in order to get money sometimes, and this was one of them. She braced her legs as carefully as she could, and Lina knew she didn't have long before her toes gave out on her in the freezing cold with how they were cramping.
It took maybe forty painful seconds, but the lock was opened, the window pushed up silently, and Lina rolled through the opening like it was her salvation. There was a small bit of a thump, she knew from when her feet touched the ground. She closed the window behind her, and quickly shoved her pins back into her pocket, gloves back on her digits, and feet welcomed the feel of her boots. All in all, everything was going well. No one was home from what she could hear, and the red head started to go through the room was she in. Guest room from what she could tell, so doubtful she'd find anything good. But you never knew where people would stash the good stuff.
Of course, a few minutes later, Lina was making her way down the hall to the Master bedroom when she heard a creak from somewhere in the house. The wind wasn't blowing currently, so it couldn't be blamed on that. There was no signs of pets, no fur on the ground, no tell tale smells of litter, or anything else like that. Someone else was here. Someone else was in this house right now while the family was out. They had probably heard her by this point, she hadn't been a mouse because she had been alone. Shit, shit, shit, shit. This was going to get ugly quick like.