Granra looked up at the door and muttered, she looked around then to her window, she thought she was in trouble... I mean she had been in debt... Making her way towards the window she looked at it.. Nailed shut.. She muttered slightly, moving to the farthest end of the room from the window. Charging it, it gave ease easily. Luckily her room was right above the stables, falling through the light wood she landed right next to a bike and smirked.. She was glad she knew how to hot wire these things...<br/><br/>Within ten, maybe twenty seconds later. A loud rev was heard, though the bike stalled.. She may know how to hot wire one of em.. But she didn't know how to work one..<b>"Damnit, damnit.. No! Shit. I'm screwed!"</b>Granra heard footsteps approaching, dropping down into the side seat she attempted to hide.. She yelped slightly as they approached the bike.. Giving herself away..<br/><br/><b>"Look, I'm sorry. Don't kill me! You promised me all the fights were fixed! It's not my fault you couldn't fix this one!"</b>She hid once more... Hoping she wouldn't be touched, but just left alone... (Guessing this part) Since it was Scar he most likely hopped on and drove away.. Looking up at scar she blushed. Then stopped, looking at reality... He kicked her ass once, so.. He could've been hired.<b>"Please, don't kill me!"</b><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>