Dec 11, 2008 00:48
Max crouched on the ledge of the window, peering inside. She saw both room's occupants fast asleep. Nodding to herself, she pulled her wool cap down further over her forehead, and made sure her leather gloves were tight. Gripping the window's bottom, she attempted to pull it up, and realized it was locked.
She reached into her leather jacket's inside pocket, pulling out a glass cutter and traced a small hole in the top half of the window, near the lock. She slipped a small suction cup out of her black BDU pants and attached it to the inside of the circle she'd drawn, and gently popped the piece of glass out, dropping it to the ground. She paused, transgenic eyes darting back and forth to the sleeping forms, and waited.
When she was satisfied they hadn't woken up, she slid her hand inside the hole, and turned the lock. raising the window, she slipped inside, soundlessly, and dropped to the ground, crouching between the two beds. She waited for two more heartbeats, then made her way over to the closet, slowly turning the knob and opening it.
As the door swung wider, she spotted her prize. Hefting the large box, she closed the door, turning the knob so it was soundless. She crept back to the window, setting the box on the ledge and climbing carefully up beside it. Easing out, she lifted the box in one arm and lowered the window with her free hand. When it was closed, she dropped noiselessly to the ground and retrieved the small divot of glass.
Setting the box down, she scaled the side of the building again, and slipped her fingers inside the hole again, locking the window. She replaced the divot, and carefully unscrewing a small bottle, painted a thin line of acid around the glass, watching it melt it together. Satisfied, she replaced the cap on her bottle, slipped it back in her pocket, and dropped once more to the ground. Picking up the box, she looked around quickly, and made her way down the street, dialing her cell phone as she went.
"Hey. Yeah, I've got something for you," she said in a whisper. "I'll meet you there," she said and hung up.
[ooc: Expo, closed post. Howard Moon will know what's been stolen. NFB, or it would spoil the game. Consider the Milieuxvision hidden cameras hacked by Max and her NPC friends.]
max guevara,
main house