Probably sitting in the middle of the lawn with her computer apparatus spread about her was not the most covert way to go about hacking banks, but she was doing it anyways.
She sat crosslegged, with her laptop on her lap. Her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, which were trained on the 7 windows she had going.
Her fingers practically flew across the keyboard as she typed into each window, glancing at each window individually. The sound was quiet, and several plinks came up as more window opened, text streaming through them.
Her childish appearance was whole from the distant observer, though in truth she was severly focused on hacking into the bank and stealing money for herself.
She sat crosslegged, with her laptop on her lap. Her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail to keep it out of her eyes, which were trained on the 7 windows she had going.
Her fingers practically flew across the keyboard as she typed into each window, glancing at each window individually. The sound was quiet, and several plinks came up as more window opened, text streaming through them.
Her childish appearance was whole from the distant observer, though in truth she was severly focused on hacking into the bank and stealing money for herself.