<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=124239.msg5466099#msg5466099">Quote from: Swordsman18 on 13-11-2011, 09:01:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Mira Carter</strong><br/><br/>When she first got the communique she was sitting on a beach after having just got about a million dollars from a wealthy man who she had married for all of a month. It was a job, just like all of the others had been jobs. Plus she had taught the cheating bastard a lesson that none of his previous girlfriends had, anything done in the dark always comes to the light. This is especially true when there is a Vigil Brand on your cock. He of course would not know that due to him being a simple mortal. But for her it was a developed skill.<br/><br/>She touched the rim of her sunglasses to bring them down so that she could read with her own eyes this little letter that had been sent to her email. It reeked of a trap. But at the same time she was intrigued. Mira held her phone in her hand and got up from the lounge chair that she was sitting on. She slipped on her wedges and then headed back into the hotel that she was staying at. It took her less than thirty minutes to check out with all of her bags and then head over to her true hideout not too far from there.<br/><br/>Immediately she went up to her closet looking through all of her available uniforms and costumes until she came upon what she saw was the perfect disguise, it was a ratty old jacket and pants with a shirt that was all torn with holes in it as well as not looking as if it has been washed in ages though it has since she kept it clean for a reason since she was going to be the one wearing it. But by the time she was going to use it tonight it was going to give off the proper aromas of a homeless person. She took it out of the closet, grabbed a whitish wig to go with it as she headed into her kitchen. In her kitchen she pulled out her cheapest vodka placing it on the counter as she also grabbed a plastic carrying case. In that she placed the homeless clothes on the bottom of the case. On it, the vodka was poured so that it was going to get that stale vodka scent. From there she then reached in her cabinet to pull out a bottle of ammonia where she then poured just a little on the clothes in order to give that even more unclean scent. <br/><br/>By 5pm that evening, there was a new very homeless and poor girl wandering the park. She was dirty, her eyes had that look of a drunkard with that seemingly depressed soulless look to them. Her breath smelled was thick with the scent of liquor and what seemed like rotten food, her walk was sluggish and as if she was injured in some way. She walked around the park begging as she could and blending more and more into the homeless till about 10:30pm when she laid down on a park bench with her pieces of a box that she had collected in a facsimile of sleep. It was a fake sleep since she was paying attention to the fountain which was not all that far from her so that she could guarantee it was not a trap as well as seeing who all showed up. Knowing the face of the person that knew about her was powerful information.<br/><br/>Luckily if this person had connections to the police their records would report that her latest alias was over the Pacific at the moment heading on her way to Japan in order to avoid this fact that someone was looking for her. Mira knew that she had to be careful. She continued to lay there seemingly asleep though covered by the box she was looking towards the fountain with a little digital camera hidden in her wig to record everything that happened.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><em>Around 11:30 pm a guy on his mid thirties wonders over to the fountain and sits down on it at full display of your camera not hiding anything. He takes out a small book and starts reading through the pages. You don't know him but you know he is not local police at least since you know most of them. He does not smell like a cop or anything of that sort. </em><br/><br/>(http://pictures.directnews.co.uk/liveimages/The+Thomas+Crown+Affair_1043_18705254_0_0_7007598_300.jpg)