DIAMONDS
Steady now, Jinx thought as her lithe frame moved beneath the red beams of the security system. The sorceress's shoulder length, pink hair was tied back in a ponytail, the only color against the black clothed crook. Gloved hands pulled her body forward slowly, each move calculated so as to avoid setting off the alarm. I hope Dominic is satisfied with himself. This is the last time I take that prick's word on anything, she thought bitterly as fuchsia, catlike eyes glanced towards the skylight.
Sweat had formed on her brow, a few droplets stinging her eyes and she blinked. Her mouth was dry and in a futile attempt to trick her senses, Jinx ran her tongue over one the elongated K-9's. The adrenaline coursing through the girl's body caused her pulse to quicken and her patience to wane. Just a few more, Jinx. It's well worth it. Her gaze traveled to the large diamond that rested peacefully in its glass case. Diamonds are a girl's best friend.
A sigh of relief left the sorceress as she moved out from under the last beam unscathed. Jinx pulled the glass-cutting device out of her pocket and gingerly placed it on the glass case. Slender fingers set the device and the feline watched as Gizmo's latest gadget went to work. Too. Easy. Jinx's brows furrowed – it was far too easy. Almost anticlimactic for my last job, she thought as she continued to watch her fellow ex-HIVE member's "masterpiece" work.
Two years had passed and at the age of eighteen Jinx had more felonies racked up than any other person she knew. Everyone had gone down separate paths – Gizmo being the only one she had kept in contact with. A low beep left the device, rousing Jinx from her thoughts. Her digits curled around the handle on the device, a small twist was given, and the sorceress smiled lightly as she pulled the cut glass off, gaining access to her target.
"Bingo," She mumbled. I'm in the money now.
Raven hated the cold. She preferred sitting in her room with a good book and being warm. But tonight she had been sent out into the city. I can't believe that I'm the one that had to scout the coldest part of the city while Beast boy gets to stay back at the tower, she thought and pulled the hood of her jacket up. The lack of insulation from her regular attire had convinced Raven to eighty-six her usual get up for a pair of black jeans, a navy blue hoody, and a pair of black boots. Her communicator was clipped onto her black belt, the hoody covering it.
Her hands dived into the pockets of her jeans as violet eyes watched the streets. I always thought that California was a warm and sunny place. Blasted Global Warming! The empath sighed and glanced to the clock on a sigh outside the bank. Almost midnight.
"I should get back," Raven thought aloud to herself. As she turned to walk down the alleyway, a figure emerging from the alleyway near the bank caught her eye. It was when the figure stepped under a streetlight did Raven recognize the cotton candy colored hair woman. And here I thought tonight would be boring.
The cool breeze caused Jinx's triumphant grin to widen as a hand ran over the bag that concealed the diamond in her pocket. The skylight had proved to be an easier exit and her leap down to the alleyway had proved to be just as easy. A change of clothes had been hidden behind the dumpster – a precaution that Jinx always took. Her black wardrobe had been replaced by hip-hugging, navy blue jeans, a black tank top, and a worn black, leather jacket that had a single purple stripe across the chest and back. The only item Jinx hadn't changed were her black work boots. Pink hair hung loosely around her shoulders; the right side tucked back a bit to expose the many piercings in that ear. I got my mark, I'm going to get paid, and best of all, no interference from the Teen Ti… A force suddenly moved from the shadows and pinned Jinx against the cool, brick wall of an alleyway. She struggled slightly before her gaze came to rest on a familiar female figure. Shit!