Note: Hehe, ok, chapter 2, please enjoy. R & R too! PLEASE DAMNIT!
Wind swept by and caught Jill's hair as her father accelerated speed. They were obviously over the speed limit, but Dick never had much of a mind for the law anyway.
Jill snapped her hand up to her face, snatched the hair blowing in the way, and relocated it to behind her ears. As she was making the quick adjustment she caught sight of a stout, balding man in his yard, with a handful of keys on a single small ring. He was unlocking the driver's door to a white, rusting pickup truck. Jill pictured the key sliding into the lock and fixing the pins into place with ease and no struggle. How simple the lock to that truck gave.
Just a few days ago, Jill had taken time to pick the locks in her house for practice. When she got to the attic door, she had a few problems occur. One of the pins had caught into the side of the hulk (a bad thing). In frustration and hardly any logical thought, Jill quickly applied all her strength on her torque wrench, and an aggravating crunch could be heard from within the lock itself. Naturally, Jill quickly tried the key in the lock to see if it still worked, but as she placed into place, the key jammed and became irremovable halfway through.
A feeling of dread and pure stupidity had fallen over Jill as she stood dumbstruck and staring at the small key sticking out of the metal knob. She soon went downstairs to explain to her father what had happened. Dick was usually a calm man, but when she finished the story he truly lost it.
After the incident, Dick had grounded her from almost everything and gave her a long lecture on "breaking things in HIS house". Of course he had exaggerated the part where he paid for everything she got to break, and then decided it would only be right to take the cash needed for a replacement door knob out of Jill's pocket money.
"Jilly, will you pay attention for a second?" Dick scolded, not entirely mad though.
"Huh? Oh, sorry", she turned to look at her father now.
"Now listen up, Gray isn't a friendly figure, so try not to say anything below average intelligence. Oh, and avoid feminist remarks."
"Feminist? I've never said or done or shown any bit of feminism in my entire life", Jill snapped, then added when she saw Dick's skeptical expression, "of course, not unless it was called for."
Dick stared down at her for a brief moment, and suppressed a smile by continuing on with his rules, "Not everyone enjoys being analyzed so simply with the feminine outlook such as yours. Especially Gray. See he's a bit of a sexist, and trust me...any of your opinions-you being a woman-they'll all appear feminist and tainted with...with...well you get the idea", Dick shrugged.
"What? Did his mother butt-fuck him with a strap on when he was a kid and say 'Woman's rights, dear' or something?" Jill asked in agitation. She wasn't quite thrilled right now with the idea of working with what could end up being another narcissistic asshole.
"Please don't talk like that", Dick said simply.
The car was beginning to slow down as they entered a rather small parking lot. As soon as a spot was found, and the car halted, both Jill and her father stepped out of the car, and quickly strode out toward the sidewalk with one another.
"There he is", Dick pointed over to a dark haired man wearing an even darker expression on his rigid face.
Jill nodded in response, and followed close behind Dick as they made they're way to the park table where Gray was seated. He seemed to be waiting quite impatiently.
"You're late Valentine. That isn't like you to leave people waiting like-", Gray stopped short, eyeing Jill almost suspiciously once she stepped into view. His stern look didn't waver a moment as he looked her up and down, rudely, and spoke quickly in a snobbier tone.
"Didn't know you had a girlfriend coming along, Dick."
Jill glared quickly from Gray to her father, and held back the urge to let out a doggish grunt.
"Ha! No, no! This is my daughter, Jill Valentine", Dick winked and patted Jill on the back before finally sitting down across from Gray. Jill followed.
"Why is she here?" Gray asked. Insisting on continuing his display of obvious hatred and rudeness for the young, petite girl.
"I wanted her to learn some bit. She's following me in my foot steps you do know", Dick smiled as if he was unaware of the snotty attitude Gray gave. Jill cringed now.
"I see", Gray squinted slightly in Jill's directions, as if still summing her up.
"Plans?" Dick motioned with a hand.
"Ah right, Rodger will be gone for the weekend on some business trip, so I believe you're best shots on the score will be then", Gray said in monotone, "I have the works on his security system and have plans to be cutting his power off for you to slip in. No problem at all."
"Why are we stealing from a specific person?" Jill interrupted, then turned to Dick, "I thought you only rob strangers."
"There's no room for people who, thought", Gray said slyly, and emphasized the word 'thought'.
Jill sharpened her frown at Gray and imagined a gory way to kill him.
Dick merely chuckled, "True...See Jill. Rodger is an exception for us."
"Yes, Rodger cheep skated some friends of ours", Gray continued.
'Friends?' Jill thought to herself. She didn't know her father to be the type to work with others like a pack of thugs, but then again, she never asked him about it before.
"And now we're going to get what was rightfully ours", Dick winked.
"Alright now listen good. I work for the electric company as a technician", Gray spoke, "quite a useful job. I'll be down there to 'fix the transformer'. I'll have the power cut off down the whole block at ten o'clock sharp", Gray smiled in finish.
Jill noted how odd Gray looked while he was smiling.
"Try not to be late", Gray added more sharply.
"No chance of it at all", Dick spoke with a wave of his hand, and grinned like an excited school boy.
A giggle escaped from Jill, she enjoyed watching her father put on a show of sly and stupid acts.
Gray snapped his eyes on Jill as if to say merely, 'shut up'. Jill obeyed obediently. She didn't want to screw up anything, even though it almost hurt not to tell him to fuck off in response.
"So I'll circle around to the other side of the block and pick my way into the backdoor", Dick said quickly to direct Gray's attention back to the topic.
"Yes, you'll have to sneak over a chain link face though, so don't wear anything that might snag."
"And me? Where do I come in?" Jill interrupted again.
"You'll follow your father in", Gray answered lazily, "then the both of you can split up to cover more ground."
"Not to sound stupid or anything, but...what are we looking for?" Jill asked sheepishly.
"Well it should be in a little blue box, but if not. It's a small, golden emblem with a Celtic tiger engraved on one side, the back is smooth", Dick answered now.
"It costs thousands", Gray pointed out also.
"Uh huh...", Jill began thinking of much better things to find and steal than a Celtic tiger emblem thing, and asked quickly, "why can't you just steal some stuff worth as much as the emblem?"
"Because we need this specific object you stupid girl", Gray snapped finally.
Jill narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists into her jean pockets. Silence came over everyone for a brief moment.
"Do you have the map for the place?" Dick asked with his hand outstretched to Gray.
Gray tossed a rolled up blueprint into Dick's hand before rising, "I really must be leaving now. Erm, business else where. You know, that sort of thing. I really don't have time to answer anymore questions your daughter may have, so answer them for me."
Dick nodded and rose up to shake hands with Gray before watching the other man depart.
"What a major asshole", Jill grumbled as soon as he was out of hearing distance.
"I told you, but do you listen to me anymore?" Dick asked calmly, now looking down at his daughter.
"I'm young, I have to learn my lessons", Jill smiled coyly before kissing Dick's cheek and grabbing his hand into both of her own slender ones, "maybe a quick trip to a certain place will ease things up."
Again, Dick nodded and agreed.
They began to walk back to the car, with blueprints still in hand.
"I still have a bit more to explain to you about why we're robbing this guy. I'll tell you on the way though, don't want to many nosey people over hearing us", Dick spoke wearily as he ran his hand through his hair, causing bits of it to fall out of its slick and into his face. A sign of stress.
Wind swept by and caught Jill's hair as her father accelerated speed. They were obviously over the speed limit, but Dick never had much of a mind for the law anyway.
Jill snapped her hand up to her face, snatched the hair blowing in the way, and relocated it to behind her ears. As she was making the quick adjustment she caught sight of a stout, balding man in his yard, with a handful of keys on a single small ring. He was unlocking the driver's door to a white, rusting pickup truck. Jill pictured the key sliding into the lock and fixing the pins into place with ease and no struggle. How simple the lock to that truck gave.
Just a few days ago, Jill had taken time to pick the locks in her house for practice. When she got to the attic door, she had a few problems occur. One of the pins had caught into the side of the hulk (a bad thing). In frustration and hardly any logical thought, Jill quickly applied all her strength on her torque wrench, and an aggravating crunch could be heard from within the lock itself. Naturally, Jill quickly tried the key in the lock to see if it still worked, but as she placed into place, the key jammed and became irremovable halfway through.
A feeling of dread and pure stupidity had fallen over Jill as she stood dumbstruck and staring at the small key sticking out of the metal knob. She soon went downstairs to explain to her father what had happened. Dick was usually a calm man, but when she finished the story he truly lost it.
After the incident, Dick had grounded her from almost everything and gave her a long lecture on "breaking things in HIS house". Of course he had exaggerated the part where he paid for everything she got to break, and then decided it would only be right to take the cash needed for a replacement door knob out of Jill's pocket money.
"Jilly, will you pay attention for a second?" Dick scolded, not entirely mad though.
"Huh? Oh, sorry", she turned to look at her father now.
"Now listen up, Gray isn't a friendly figure, so try not to say anything below average intelligence. Oh, and avoid feminist remarks."
"Feminist? I've never said or done or shown any bit of feminism in my entire life", Jill snapped, then added when she saw Dick's skeptical expression, "of course, not unless it was called for."
Dick stared down at her for a brief moment, and suppressed a smile by continuing on with his rules, "Not everyone enjoys being analyzed so simply with the feminine outlook such as yours. Especially Gray. See he's a bit of a sexist, and trust me...any of your opinions-you being a woman-they'll all appear feminist and tainted with...with...well you get the idea", Dick shrugged.
"What? Did his mother butt-fuck him with a strap on when he was a kid and say 'Woman's rights, dear' or something?" Jill asked in agitation. She wasn't quite thrilled right now with the idea of working with what could end up being another narcissistic asshole.
"Please don't talk like that", Dick said simply.
The car was beginning to slow down as they entered a rather small parking lot. As soon as a spot was found, and the car halted, both Jill and her father stepped out of the car, and quickly strode out toward the sidewalk with one another.
"There he is", Dick pointed over to a dark haired man wearing an even darker expression on his rigid face.
Jill nodded in response, and followed close behind Dick as they made they're way to the park table where Gray was seated. He seemed to be waiting quite impatiently.
"You're late Valentine. That isn't like you to leave people waiting like-", Gray stopped short, eyeing Jill almost suspiciously once she stepped into view. His stern look didn't waver a moment as he looked her up and down, rudely, and spoke quickly in a snobbier tone.
"Didn't know you had a girlfriend coming along, Dick."
Jill glared quickly from Gray to her father, and held back the urge to let out a doggish grunt.
"Ha! No, no! This is my daughter, Jill Valentine", Dick winked and patted Jill on the back before finally sitting down across from Gray. Jill followed.
"Why is she here?" Gray asked. Insisting on continuing his display of obvious hatred and rudeness for the young, petite girl.
"I wanted her to learn some bit. She's following me in my foot steps you do know", Dick smiled as if he was unaware of the snotty attitude Gray gave. Jill cringed now.
"I see", Gray squinted slightly in Jill's directions, as if still summing her up.
"Plans?" Dick motioned with a hand.
"Ah right, Rodger will be gone for the weekend on some business trip, so I believe you're best shots on the score will be then", Gray said in monotone, "I have the works on his security system and have plans to be cutting his power off for you to slip in. No problem at all."
"Why are we stealing from a specific person?" Jill interrupted, then turned to Dick, "I thought you only rob strangers."
"There's no room for people who, thought", Gray said slyly, and emphasized the word 'thought'.
Jill sharpened her frown at Gray and imagined a gory way to kill him.
Dick merely chuckled, "True...See Jill. Rodger is an exception for us."
"Yes, Rodger cheep skated some friends of ours", Gray continued.
'Friends?' Jill thought to herself. She didn't know her father to be the type to work with others like a pack of thugs, but then again, she never asked him about it before.
"And now we're going to get what was rightfully ours", Dick winked.
"Alright now listen good. I work for the electric company as a technician", Gray spoke, "quite a useful job. I'll be down there to 'fix the transformer'. I'll have the power cut off down the whole block at ten o'clock sharp", Gray smiled in finish.
Jill noted how odd Gray looked while he was smiling.
"Try not to be late", Gray added more sharply.
"No chance of it at all", Dick spoke with a wave of his hand, and grinned like an excited school boy.
A giggle escaped from Jill, she enjoyed watching her father put on a show of sly and stupid acts.
Gray snapped his eyes on Jill as if to say merely, 'shut up'. Jill obeyed obediently. She didn't want to screw up anything, even though it almost hurt not to tell him to fuck off in response.
"So I'll circle around to the other side of the block and pick my way into the backdoor", Dick said quickly to direct Gray's attention back to the topic.
"Yes, you'll have to sneak over a chain link face though, so don't wear anything that might snag."
"And me? Where do I come in?" Jill interrupted again.
"You'll follow your father in", Gray answered lazily, "then the both of you can split up to cover more ground."
"Not to sound stupid or anything, but...what are we looking for?" Jill asked sheepishly.
"Well it should be in a little blue box, but if not. It's a small, golden emblem with a Celtic tiger engraved on one side, the back is smooth", Dick answered now.
"It costs thousands", Gray pointed out also.
"Uh huh...", Jill began thinking of much better things to find and steal than a Celtic tiger emblem thing, and asked quickly, "why can't you just steal some stuff worth as much as the emblem?"
"Because we need this specific object you stupid girl", Gray snapped finally.
Jill narrowed her eyes and clenched her fists into her jean pockets. Silence came over everyone for a brief moment.
"Do you have the map for the place?" Dick asked with his hand outstretched to Gray.
Gray tossed a rolled up blueprint into Dick's hand before rising, "I really must be leaving now. Erm, business else where. You know, that sort of thing. I really don't have time to answer anymore questions your daughter may have, so answer them for me."
Dick nodded and rose up to shake hands with Gray before watching the other man depart.
"What a major asshole", Jill grumbled as soon as he was out of hearing distance.
"I told you, but do you listen to me anymore?" Dick asked calmly, now looking down at his daughter.
"I'm young, I have to learn my lessons", Jill smiled coyly before kissing Dick's cheek and grabbing his hand into both of her own slender ones, "maybe a quick trip to a certain place will ease things up."
Again, Dick nodded and agreed.
They began to walk back to the car, with blueprints still in hand.
"I still have a bit more to explain to you about why we're robbing this guy. I'll tell you on the way though, don't want to many nosey people over hearing us", Dick spoke wearily as he ran his hand through his hair, causing bits of it to fall out of its slick and into his face. A sign of stress.