PauciloquentPumpkin
Pumpkin Patch
It's the middle of the day. Persia is protected from the cold, Autumn breeze within her vehicle. A bland, grey car she broke into and hot-wired to blend in with the neighborhood. The car is filled with the scent of coffee and greasy fast food, staples of a stake-out. The neighborhood in question is a rather wealthy one, where the rich and celebrities often have vacation homes. Large buildings, some that could easily be called mansions, dot the landscape. A landscape filled with well manicured lawns with lavish decorations and statues, separated by extravagant fences and gates.
The reason for Persia's visit to this part of town is a particular item that's on her docket. A golden goblet encrusted with various jewels. The owner, a pudgy man, dark skin and balding, has been flaunting his wealth on the local news station. He lives in a massive, three-story building. Complete with balconies and several pools. He's all but asking for it to be taken. Persia is a career thief, and a skilled one at that. She specializes in planning, and sneaking in and out without being seen. No traces left behind. She uses her skill in lock-picking and electronics to get past security systems. She has been casing the place for several days. There is light security. At most, three guards on duty, which is during the night, while only one is on during the day. The goblet is kept in the man's bedroom for his own personal display. A rather self-absorbed move that leaves no guilt in Persia for swiping the item.
Persia looks in her rear view mirror. A long, dark face looks back. Her smooth skin is pockmarked with even darker freckles. Her strong features would make her look intimidating, combined with her usually serious face, were it not for her short stature, standing in at around 5'5". Her almond shaped eyes are deep set, filled with dark blue eyes, speckled with white that makes it look almost like the midnight sky on a clear night. Her eyes reflect how she's often deep in thought. Calculating and cold. She sports short, black hair. It's extremely curly and shaved on the sides, giving her a short high top. Her face is framed with a black hoodie, which matches the rest of her outfit. Black being her color of choice for her chosen profession.
Looking back towards her mark, she notices a woman walking up to the house. A rather strange turn of events, and entirely unexpected. She watches intently, curious as to what the abrupt meeting is about. She has a confident air about her, though doesn't seem like she belongs, seeming not as familiar as a close friend just visiting would be. Persia wonders if this is an opportunity. A moment she can utilize for her purposes. A little earlier than she planned, but she was never one to pass up an opportunity. She tenses her body, ready to make her move, but staying patient as well. Rushing into a job is a sure way to end your career early.
The reason for Persia's visit to this part of town is a particular item that's on her docket. A golden goblet encrusted with various jewels. The owner, a pudgy man, dark skin and balding, has been flaunting his wealth on the local news station. He lives in a massive, three-story building. Complete with balconies and several pools. He's all but asking for it to be taken. Persia is a career thief, and a skilled one at that. She specializes in planning, and sneaking in and out without being seen. No traces left behind. She uses her skill in lock-picking and electronics to get past security systems. She has been casing the place for several days. There is light security. At most, three guards on duty, which is during the night, while only one is on during the day. The goblet is kept in the man's bedroom for his own personal display. A rather self-absorbed move that leaves no guilt in Persia for swiping the item.
Persia looks in her rear view mirror. A long, dark face looks back. Her smooth skin is pockmarked with even darker freckles. Her strong features would make her look intimidating, combined with her usually serious face, were it not for her short stature, standing in at around 5'5". Her almond shaped eyes are deep set, filled with dark blue eyes, speckled with white that makes it look almost like the midnight sky on a clear night. Her eyes reflect how she's often deep in thought. Calculating and cold. She sports short, black hair. It's extremely curly and shaved on the sides, giving her a short high top. Her face is framed with a black hoodie, which matches the rest of her outfit. Black being her color of choice for her chosen profession.
Looking back towards her mark, she notices a woman walking up to the house. A rather strange turn of events, and entirely unexpected. She watches intently, curious as to what the abrupt meeting is about. She has a confident air about her, though doesn't seem like she belongs, seeming not as familiar as a close friend just visiting would be. Persia wonders if this is an opportunity. A moment she can utilize for her purposes. A little earlier than she planned, but she was never one to pass up an opportunity. She tenses her body, ready to make her move, but staying patient as well. Rushing into a job is a sure way to end your career early.