Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Corva

It taken awhile to set this up, but after working at the pieces, they'd fallen into her lap.

When she was waitressing at the Denny's off the highway, she was Grace Holberry. It wasn't hard to get into the role- Grace was a short, skinny blonde with blue eyes who always seemed to be vaguely smiling and cheery. She did her job well, and didn't keep to herself. Making up a life wasn't hard when you had information. Information like that the escaped felon in her corner booth loved the eggs here. That hauling him in alive would net her enough money to-

Well, keep watching. Hidden in plain sight. No one suspected she wasn't who she said she was, and everyone said more than they thought they did when she refilled coffee or dropped off a check. Who was working, who was unemployed, who was drunk and who never touched the stuff. Information and gewgaws, she collected them both. Value was secondary to presentation.

Here in this Podunk town, things were boring, but from what she'd discovered, in a few months things on Earth were going to get very interesting. She'd need to move on soon, to secure a front row seat in the Kobber's shadows. The things they knew... The junk that fell like dandruff in their wake...

That was the future. As she dropped off the man's change and thanked him, she walked to the back and took her apron off. As she passed the schedules on the wall, she trailed a finger along in.

"David? I'm leaving, I'll see you tomorrow." She said to the manager in his office. He checked her schedule, and it said she was off. It must've been a mistake, could she- but she was already gone, only pausing to scoop up her dollar tip on her way out.

In the back by the dumpsters, she first took off the wig and clenched her hand; it rolled up like a tap measure and disappeared in her grip. When that was done, she removed her false face. It wafted away like mist as she blinked. Her real hair was a black pixie cut, short and a little spiky, and her eyes were green. Quickly lunging inside the dumpster, she slipped on the extra-large black hoodie she'd buried in a box. From in here, she could see the street, and a bus was pulling up-

When her target got off the bus, she followed him in the air. A crow flying this late at night would've been odd, if he could've seen her, but instead she watched him walk to his trailer and close the door. She landed behind a tree and looked out from behind it before she turned back into a girl.

Eva the Crow put the hood of her jacket up and smirked; she reached into it's pocket and drew a sword from somewhere inside, the blade dull in the dark. Whispering some fancy words, she trailed her fingers along it's length; three crows hopped off it's point and looked up at her expectantly.

"Good night. I'm going to snatch the man in that home- please keep the watch?"

One the crows warbled, like a grumble.

"Of course! As many cheetah toes as you want when it's done and said." She supplied, putting her hands on her hips and looking frankly down at the bird. The three bobbed and then fluttered softly to trees and power lines, as she crept closer. She almost wanted to kick in the door, but she knew she'd just hurt her foot.

So instead, she silently opened the bathroom window and rubbed her hands together; she made no sound at all as she jumped and wriggled up into the tiny shower. She held her hand outside as her sword leapt up to her grip, and she got ready to open the door. This would be an almost surgical strike, over in a moment and easy to mess up. Her blade shook a little before she open the door and leaned out. Her bounty was sitting and watching Tv...

She poked her hand out and wiggled her fingers before the lights turned out; When he stood up in surprise, she ran over and wapped him hard in the back of the head with the flat of her sword.

"OW! What the fuck-"

"There's more! More where that started, Villian! Rogue! Jerk! Get on the floor!" She said happily, before whacking him again. "The floor! The floor! Quick and now!" WHAP. "Whaaha-haw-haa-"

"Alright, alright! Just stop hitting me, Jesus..."

After hurriedly securing her next paycheck, she sheathed her sword and shimmied in satisfaction. It looked like she was one step closer to Kobberhari island, and now she got to move to a whole new town and do this all over again!

She couldn't wait to get started.


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