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Post by Erinn on Sept 6, 2011 21:26:21 GMT -5
Trixie was born and raised in the concrete jungle of the Downtown area. It was her home, her true habitat. Rarely did she venture out of the city into the land of fancy mansions and lawns so big they couldn't really be called that. There was so much space, so much privacy. 'Neighbors' did not have the friendly tone present in Suburbia or the bitter annoyance found in the city. Here it was simply a name for the person whose home was on the other side of your acres of land. No one looked out for each other here. It was the perfect place for a heist.
That was not the goal of this day. Trixie was used to stealing from buildings, not homes. It wasn't that she felt as if that would be crossing the line, she simply had never cared to venture so far from her home range. Today was a day for scouting and meeting up with her new partner for the job. This was a partner recommended highly by Trixie's oldest friend and she hoped they lived up to her high expectations.
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