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Cara ([personal profile] wrongkindofsith) wrote2014-07-13 01:04 pm

MHA #9, Saturday Evening

Cara bustled around the kitchen, the part of her that was still just a wide-eyed, innocent country girl marvelling at the all the best modern appliances that money (passed over and accepted with no questions) could buy.

Putting the finishing touches on supper, she brought the plates over to the table, where various maps and blueprints were rolled out, held down at various corners with violin cases and lock-picks. This mightn't have been exactly the big city dream she'd back in Stowecroft, but it was the one she had now.

[For the partner in crime.]

[identity profile] harpy-daughter.livejournal.com 2014-07-13 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"For you, Kitten, careful is my middle name," Surreal promised with a rakish grin, crossing her heart. "They won't even know I'm there."

"Now, when you go to check out the jewelry, if anyone asks, mention your boyfriend. Then they won't suspect you when two girls hit the joint."

[identity profile] harpy-daughter.livejournal.com 2014-07-13 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tall, good 'ol farm-boy stock with biiiiiiiiig shoulders and clean-cut," Surreal deadpanned. "Like that Wayne fellow, but wholesome."

Surreal was a terrible person.

[identity profile] harpy-daughter.livejournal.com 2014-07-13 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Cara's mouth was a fast learner.

"Of course," she teased. "And he's named something dull, like Richard or Dickie."

[identity profile] harpy-daughter.livejournal.com 2014-07-13 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"They don't know that," Surreal pointed out slyly. "And if anyone asks if you want to meet their 'friend' Dick, it's someone we get to shoot later."