Jacoda began to think of all the places it could have gone. Someone had it and he needed to get it back. He knew it was still here. It wasn't likely it had been taken to a museum. He was quite certain it was still in the vacinity. He began to think and all of a sudden he thought of the older woman whom he had named dove. He began scaling the shadowed wall of the building. Climbing up it like he was a spider. He pulled himself up onto the roof and began military crawling past windows. Each window he stopped and peered into then continued on. None of them contained anything remotely resembling what he figured for dove's taste. Then he heard a shower running as he neared the final window that was not covered in shadows. Well this might be a step in the right direction.<br/><br/>He began prying the window open. When he heard the sound of it unlocked he used a knife to pull one window out and slipped inside. He then listened for sounds of movement. Someone was in the shower. If it wasn't dove he'd just knock them out. He pulled the window shut quietly and locked it again. Looking around and spotted a closet. Rushing over to the slitted door and opened it. Just enough room to squeeze inside and it shut properly. He proceeded to do so. If it wasn't dove's room then he'd just slip out the bedroom door. No harm done. Unless he got caught in which case he'd have to knock out that person to remain elusive. He slowed his breathing so it was quiet. Almost an hour passed before the sound of the shower turned off. Good lord...that had to be the longest as shower ever. True his usually lasted only fifteen twenty minutes but he still got the job done.<br/><br/>He held his breath and looked through the slits. Seeing it was dove who stepped from the bathroom when it opened. He watched her hug a stuffed puppy. Well that had been highly unexpected. He shifted a bit antsily. He needed her back to him before he set his plan in motion. He watched as she opened the window and sat on the window sill. When her attention was elsewhere he quietly slid open the closet door. He stepped out of the closet and slowly crept towards her. Reaching around her and noted she had his gun. Too tightly wedged between her flesh and her pants to just retrieve it without her being noticed. Besides...he was going to use this as an excuse to get up close and personal with her as she had him. Turn about was fair play and all that jazz. He clamped a hand down over her mouth and held her around the waist. Pulling her back into the window and against his chest. Backing them away from the window. "Hello dove...fancy meeting you in this such of way. I believe you have something of mine. I really want it back. Do you savy?" He said in a low whisper into her ear.<br/><br/>He pulled her against his form and held her close. Checking in her pocket for a cellphone. Finding none he reluctantly let her go and spun her into the bed. Walking over to the window and looked out it. THen pulled it shut and looked at her. Pulling out a gun and pointed it at her. "Come on dove. Hand over my ancestors personal gun." He said with a goofy grin. Leaving the safety on but had such an impish and mischievious look in his eyes. "Come on dove..." He said. Indicating with his hand for her to give it to him. "I already got the rest. Quite ingenius way I did it too. I'm certain you'll find it amusing since the marble trick caught your fancy." He was a pirate but he had his own weird somewhat twisted and definitely crazy set of morals. He waited for her to react or something. Smiling at her as he listened for any sound of bodyguard movement outside the room. Good. None. "It took me a bit to think of where the devil that gun went. Then of course my thoughts circled around to the looker who felt me up before it was even the first date." He said with a smirk. "It wasn't in the vault with the others so that meant it had to be with you. After all those suited men really aren't worth much more than to stand there and look pretty. Oh and because I'm feeling nice once I leave you might want to let that poor old janitor out of his storage shed." He said with a playful and impish laugh. He didn't want to hurt the woman but he desperately wanted his gun back.