Rita simply sighed, as she stored her lockpicks away. Things had gone silent of a sudden, except for some people who were bent on playing Monopoly
of all things. She never liked that game. Once she had been poor as dirt to play, and as a grown up, her aggressive and cold style killed the game more than often. Still, there was nothing wrong with using that place as leisure spot, since people had claimed it as such.
Walking without making noise, like a pedigree cat, she picked up a chair and sat around, her slender hands braiding her hair. She might be called to act as a cat burglar in the next outing, and the last thing she needed was flowing hair.
edited 15th Mar '12 10:40:56 AM by AtomicNut