The cruelty begins (Open)

[marina]

Lana had made the roof of a building which looked over a flight of stares her perch for the after noon. Her single red eye stared downward at the stair, the twinkle in said eye meant she had a plan for these stairs. As a woman started to walk towards the stairs, an evil smile grew on the brunette’s face.

“There is it!” came her voice in a menacing tone. “There it IS!” she repeated, watching the woman’s every step towards the stairs. Before she had a chance to start her decent of her own volition, Lana began to move her left hand around a little. These motions caused a small sheet of ice to appear under the woman’s left foot. The woman slipped and Lana writhed in both the sickening snap of the female’s ankle breaking from under her, and her screams of terror as she rolled down the stairs. To top it all off, the loud thump of the woman hitting the bottom was enough to make Lana burst out into laughter.

“Watch where you walking moron!” she laughed out at the top of her lungs. She then took notice of the crowd gathering around the now unconscious body. “Oh how I do love a crowd!” she said to herself, enjoying the site of the worried towns people.

Was that called for? Lirum interrupted her self reveling. It...it was kind of rude. added in Lelanie.

“Yes, yes it was!” was Lana’s only reply, before she decided to ignore the other people who shared her body. She could not let them ruin her fun just yet.

[Daring Jo Lockwood]

The afternoon had started off pleasant enough. The highway robber was left comfortably in disguise and walked around right under City Watch's collective nose. No matter how often she did it, it just never got old.

Today's disguise had her looking very cultured. In the district she was parading around in, it was perfectly reasonable for such outfits to be worn. In fact she didn't stand out from the crowd of well dressed ladies that populated Mont Nuit.

A commotion caught the attention of the thief. Over near a set of stairs, a crowd had gathered. Curiosity got the better of her and she meandered over to join them. She tucked her walking stick beneath her arm as she made her way through the murmering people.

"Oh, what a tragedy!" Jo exclaimed as she caught sight of the injured woman, "What happened?"

As if joining the side of dear friend, or even that of a relative, Jo clutched the woman's hand, "Tell me! How did such misfortune fall on the poor thing?"

"Uh...she fell on that ice." an observer pointed out.

"It's cold, but surely not THAT cold..." Jo pondered aloud, "How curios. Do not worry, my sweet! I shall find this perpetrator and....well, I'm sure I'll figure out what I'll do once I find him...or her...or even them!"

Her boastings (and what was generally considered peculiar behavior) was regarded by a slew of confused stares. As she stood up to search for the party or parties responsible for the injury that had fallen the young woman woman, Jo made sure subtly lift the coin purse that she had been traveling with. Disguised or not, Jo was still a thief. And what better place to steal than in front of a crowd! And now that she was a few coins richer, Jo could see about avenging the poor woman.