"Again. Never." She sighed and relaxed against the bags of cash. "These are actually really comfy…hmm…" She sighed and took out all the cash she had made from playing guitar, which was about $250 in total. All of it was now in a large peanut butter change jar. "Here. I know what it's like."
He looked at her confused. "What's that?" He asked crossing his arms and raising a brow skeptically.
"It's MONEY." She shook the jar and handed it to him. "I've been playing guitar on street corners, it's just a bit of pocket change. I'm doing pretty good now. Just cause I don't like you doesn't mean you should suffer like that. So, take it. It's being put to better use with you than with me." She shrugs and smiles.
He shook his head firmly. "I can't do that. You earned it- you need it just as much as I do." He said holding it back out to her. "I can't accept this."
"I have a job, and I'm living…in a not shitty apartment. So. You take it. This isn't the best paying job, I know. We aren't like batsy or super man. You need it."
He sighed giving in. "You're too stubborn you know that?" He asked attaching the jar to his belt. "Thank you anyways."
"Hey, that's a good quality. I'm guessing there's about 300 bucks in there, give or take." She shrugs. "Anyways, if I wasn't stubborn I wouldn't be able to put up with a sucker like you." She nudges you with her foot, smiling. "And still be able to be in this job, deal with 15 other siblings and keep myself alive? I better be stubborn." She nods. The van came to a stop. "Oooh it's SHOW TIME!" She got up on her feet, and got into a sort of leaping position, at the ready to kick some butt.
"Woah woah woah. We need to slow down and come up with a plan first missy." He chuckled standing himself.
"Plan schmlan. Just stab the guys, take the loot, and bolt. There. Plan."
(Sorry- I'm doing Planning for B-day stuff)
"That's kinda pointless. Why don't we gather evidence and put them out of buissness for good." He nodded grabbing her arm.
"But-man but then it'll just put us out of work." She blows the hair out of her face. "But fine let's do it YOUR way then. But they are gonna open the van doors and we ARE gonna have to kill them and take the money back to the bank."
"Fine, but I can disappear remember?" He laughed a little making his hand disappear.
"You sneak in and get the info while I go on a murder spree?"
"Sure why not?" He laughed with a sigh. "But after this we probably will never. Ever. Work together, agreed?" He asked holding his hand out.
She sighed. "Naw. Your powers could become useful." At that moment the van doors opened and she leapt out, knives making quick work of the men with guns. Ya know until they grabbed her, hand cuffed her, and carried her into the building for questioning. (Gtg, gn)
(Night! I should do the same XD)
At the sound of the van opening he vanished into thin air. Making little noise he watched them carry her off hand cuffed. He shook his head and mentally face palmed. 'OK dude, you got this.' He told himself.
There was a very loud BOOM noise, followed by a few more. Whatever Evelyn was doing seemed to be working, as it was killing the guards in mass waves. Soon enough it stopped, and she made her way into the building.
'Geez Louise!' He jumped at the boom. He made no noise and looked around for anything useful, snapping a picture here and there.
She sighed and stood in an empty hallway, and programmed her music into her suit. She then tapped her shoes together, making blades stick out of the back and front of her shoes. "Alright. Time to dance." She then walked out, hit play, and the battle began as she dance fought. It was her favorite way to do things.
Raven cringed hearing the music blasting. 'What is this- High School Musical?' He groaned a bit making his way around finding an office.
"Now then, where'd bug eyes go?" She said as the last head dropped, and Barracuda by Heart stopped playing. She then walked off, and saw the office and walked in. "Wonder where he is right now…ya know for such an opposite he sure is cute." She mused to herself, not realizing Raven was there. "But that's how it goes isn't it? Always the ones you should hate that you like. Thank gods he isn't in here. Couldn't have him hear all that…now then since he was stupid enough to not make it here, might as well start picking early." She began to look through files and shelves, humming as she grabbed a few folders, and replaced them with other folders she found, dustier older ones,so then things wouldn't get noticed as missing. She even began to whistle.
Raven had picked up a metal tray and panicked when he saw the door opening. He took a deep breath and when he saw Evelyn he let it out. As he was about to appear so she could see him he heard her whole conversation with herself. At this his mouth dropped and so did the metal tray making a loud bang.
She turned around, katana's at the ready. "Whaaaat the hell? An ambush huh? Stupid guards…" She peeked her head out the door and looked around. "Nooo…." In one swift move she put away her swords, and her hand struck out into the air, whalloping you in the shoulder. "Oh. It's just bug eyes." She sighed, picked up the metal tray, put it back, and returned to her searching. "Ya musta just gotten here. I already found some stuff but, it'd be nice to have some help."
He showed his face, bright red and in disbelief. "I've been here for ten minutes!" He whisper yelled super flustered.
"Well you-oh. OH SHIT. Well. Now ya know. Get over here buggy." She said, her face only a light pink. She'd been in worse situations of embarrassment this is nothing.
He groaned rubbing his face. "Why? I feel like you're going to murder me." He stated looking for at her.
"Either you get over here or else I'll take the cash bags for myself, and set this whole place on fire, Mr. Gotta Always Do Justice." She rolled her eyes. "I ain't gonna murder ya, ya stalker." She sighed. "If I wanted to, I would've already."
"I'm not a stalker! You walking around wording your every thought is the one being weird!" He defended walking over to where she was.
"Actually it's scientifically proven that people who talk to themselves are smarter than people who aren't. Besides I'm insane." She shrugs and hands him a few folders. "Do something with these. I can't carry em, I've got more murdering to do."
He slid them into a wide pocket of his with a sigh. "Meet me at the downtown Cedar Police Station." He replied before disappearing.
