High above the streets of the old city, bare feet danced over ancient, first age roof tiles, making no more sound than a cat.  Luna's silvery rays caressed well turned, chocolate cavles, dimpled knees, and round thighs up to a short, swirling skirt.  Her beams kissed a taut, dark waist between skirt top and the bottom of a fluttering off-white blouse.  The black girl's symetrical face turned up to answer Luna's kiss with a smile of wicked excitement on full, pouty lips.  Liquid black eyes reflected the stars, then she broke into a run.  A snap or her wrists snapped three steel blades from under her long sleeves out over the top of each hand as she bareled towards a four story drop.  The sable skinned girl leapt wildly, clearing the street and catching the next roof, a full story higher, with the steel claws.  For a moment her feet hung out over the street, then she scrambled up 'til she could plant her bare feet on the side of the roof.<br/><br/>Rising atop the five story building, she scrambled over to the other side.  She'd had only a single night to case this building, but the lanterns of the guards were still idle in their third floor break room.  She slipped down onto a slim window ledge, bracing herself against the wall with one claw set while a tool from under her hair jimmied the window lock.  She slid the expensive, clear as quartz first age glass aside and slipped quietly wihtin.