Private A Couple of Unwanted Guests

If asked, Marian would say she didn't choose the criminal life, the criminal life enticed her and decided to drag her into its pace. Marian was simply dragged back into the light after her incident which brought her into Manta Carlos, but things were getting boring again, and stalking and anonymously threatening people wasn't enough. She needed more rewards and that's how we now find the young Shade breaking and entering. Although. It isn't really 'breaking in' if she's slipping in through the crack under the door now, is it? She found a good target for the night after a stroll early in the afternoon. The physical security was great -- she caught the glint of a camera hidden from plain sight aside from the already visible ones in the front. But the magic security? Terrible. If there was even any, she should have set off an alarm as soon as she slinked through the shadows of the bushes, but she heard not a creak or drone from within the house. Marian managed to slip through the door unnoticed and while it was easy to just keep going in her shadow form, where was the fun in that? Her footing was light even without trying too much, so she didn't have much to worry as she quietly made her way around the house, passing through doors through cracks without issue. Her only quest was to find something of value that she could keep for herself. Sometime inconsequential, but also something she could prize. In any case, she didn't need to rush. Not like she had anything to compete with at the moment other than time. ...Right?

Marian was sure taking her sweet time, looking through a few shiny objects, some jewelry she'd probably find herself breaking apart and turning into other knick-knacks to wear. Until she found herself a particular shiny object that caught her fancy. Well... an array of it. Figurines of different shapes and form. She could go and steal everything really, but how then would she explain it to her brother? As she was musing her options, a loud noise disturbed her thoughts. A door slamming open seemed to echo accross the house and for a moment, Marian felt panic rush through her system. Was she found out? No, that can't be. The sound couldn't have come from the rooms -- she was sure that was the front door. Not wanting to be caught, she picked off the first item that caught her attention and a few she could stuff into her pockets before turning to the nearest window before accompanying voices reached her. The young Shade listened in for a moment, hearing the sound of clatters and bumps coming from almost every corner of the home. Curiosity hit her hard and at that moment, shifting back into her smokey form and following the sources of the voices. There were people in the house, from the looks of it, just ransacking the whole place. No way these guys lived here. Thankfully, they didn't seem to notice her. Making her way to the living room, she found a guy whom she'd guess was the guy in command. Marian hasn't had close encounters with gangs but this guy just definitely looked the part. Marian took a moment to breathe. She really shouldn't but... Marian stepped out from the shadows behind the man. "Excuse me sir, but I believe I was here first, and you're kind of interrupting my night out," she spoke in a sickly sweet voice.

Marian would have said she was surprised when all weapons were suddenly drawn to her, but after seeing them all rummage through the house, this was to be expected. She stood there unwavering, arms across her chest in indignation to the hostility pointed towards her. They could probably try to attack her, but shadows are much faster than any human. ...That is assuming they move a human-like speeds. But that aside. At a wave of this man's hand, the armed men backed down, proving her initial assumption that 'ah yes, this guy is the big boss'. Still, she didn't really appreciate the mocking tone the man gave her. She unfolded her arms revealing a bracelet on hand -- one that she had just swiped earlier, twirling it around her finger for effect. "Well, if that's the case then I hope your men don't mind me calling dibs on my hand-picked trophies then." In a flourish, Marian tossed the bracelet in the air, "Be right back, boss," she said, putting a strange emphasis on the last word, just as she caught the bracelet then instantly disappeared into the shadows she was standing on. Marian didn't plan on stealing a lot -- the bracelet was already valuable enough, but now that she had competition, she was feeling a little more ambitious. Though if anything, she really would rather just annoy the men going around the house, tossing things at them while out of their sight. She appeared behind the leader again, only after a few minutes, looking into her pouch full of jewels that she picked up along the way. "So what, are you and your boys here just here to raid this house? What for?"

"It's not that much," Marian chirped, feigning humility despite it being so obvious that she was quite proud of her haul. Perhaps the most valuable she's ever picked up in a while. She always had to practice restraint from picking every shiny object she found, mostly because keeping it all from her brother would only get more difficult with her collection growing. Marian moved closer, trying to find where this man was looking just now before she called his attention a second time. "I'm just doing this as a casual hobby. Not really looking to stand out that much if I don't need to. So you can't really blame me now, can you?" she said , turning her gaze towards the older man. "Besides, I don't like not knowing things -- it keeps me up at night," she said, a slight jest in her tone as she walked around him, almost as if inspecting him or what's on his person. "You know... if you're so pro at this, why not show me the ropes then, hm?"

Marian let out a pretty loud hah at the man's comment of her choice in hobbies. "I'll take that as a compliment, sir," she said with a particular sense of glee. "Normal people hobbies are boring; there's not a lot of fun from knitting and tap dancing, is there?" Clearly uncaring of the current situation, Marian leaned forward to the specimen the man was checking, trying to pry its details. "Plus, doing this occasionally lowers suspicion from people around me, though honeslty, I wouldn't mind doing this more often if I have more assets. I am just a high schooler, after all." For a normal person, the view of a knife held by a stranger should be a cause of concern, and yet this didn't seem to faze the teenager. "In any case, is that your way of offering your mentorship, sir? Because I wouldn't mind considering the opportunity."