What goes around, comes around. [Nat]

[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]Did people usually wake up thinking "man, this is such a nice day for stealing"? Probably not, they all had normal and serious business to attend to, and it seemed like only youngsters would attempt to dream of just turning into a criminal and living off like some assassin from the video games -- though that was far from the truth. You couldt just survive like that. You needed a technique, if not more; knowledge about other people's techniques, and bluntness. If you hesitated, you'd be better off dead. But what was most important, was reading the obvious signs. Body language was something every creature had been blessed with, but for some people, it was more of a curse.

Ruby loved the training she grew up practicing, all the physical work, then the lessons for controlling emotions, making one believe even the most outrageous lie, and not lastly, winning territory with the smallest of gestures. Reading those, like analysing someone's entire life in one action, was the most fun.

With her eyes on her next target, and a smug smile on her face, hands in her pockets, the blonde kept her calm walk until she'd be closer to the brunette. She occasionally threw glances to the sides, random people passing by or resting on the benches not too far away. While getting closer, she'd been thinking about her approach-- a man would bump into another to seem clumsy, the technique proved to work for woman to man too, even though the seducing one was more efficient; but right now, a woman to woman pick would be more challenging. A thing Red noticed, was how the female frame carried a mask to conceal her facial features - familiar really. Being extremely attentive turned out to be a virtue in Chicago, the land of crime.

A small, almost unnoticeable gesture could mean so much. Did this girl have something valuable in her pocket? Was she pointing it out without being aware? Or maybe she was making sure whatever it contained was still inside. Nevertheless, the pocket was almost flat -- too glued to the leg for anything like a wallet or phone to be hidding there. Whatever she had there must be slim, like change or a credit card. Though Ruby felt iffy about the second one. She was not up to deal with cracking a card right now.

Upon being one foot away from bumping into the woman, Red lowered her gaze, pretending to be searching for something in her own jacket -- a phone most likely, while she'd attempt to bump into the masked brunette, and would wrap an arm around her frame to keep them both from stumbling backwards. "Shit" Sounding guilty enough, Ruby's free hand went to the woman's side of jacket, oddly enough not feeling anything like an object in a hidden pocket or stuff. And how the front pockets looked fairly epty, Ruby's hand around the brunette's waist slipped a bit, the tips of her leather-gloved hand sneaking into the back pocket of Natalie's jeans. Most likely a blade wouldnt bother her through the leather, but it would be obvious that her fingers couldnt reach anything whwn they'd be blocked from searching. "Jesus, I'm so sorry, I wasnt looking where I was going.." Quickly she began apologising to distract the woman, the hand on the jacket retreating, giving the impression that indeed Ruby just tried to prevent them both from falling.

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[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]What gibberish was that? It wasnt Russian..not even close to German..didnt even sound like a Latim derived language though, amd Ruby knew how to speak many. But seeing as it was a response to her apologies, it might have been swearing or excusing, maybe thanking. All worked well with Red.

Oh? A lecture? Unexpected. This woman's voice didnt sound too mature, how old was she under the hood and behind that mask? Did she really think that a trick old as time, the nicking one, was a professional one? Basic magic of a criminal. "I'm alright, I dont use it often, just for fun." That was true, Ruby didnt need money since her father supplied everything she or Enigma needed, but sometimes boredom got the best of her. And plus, pickpocketing wasnt done so often by her, she had jumped into training how to kill without a trace at the end of 6, when she held her first throwing kmife. Her speciality was that and forensics, not snatching one's ring off their thumb and such. But it was tempting and fun, good to kill time. That comment about the ass made Ruby chuckle though. "Please, I was merely searching for stuff to snatch."

Was that a compliment on her...blouse?..What kind of civilian compliments their pickpocketer...? Well with that mask and blades in her pants, she was definitely not a retail worker. "Thanks?" This was so weird, was it just for her or also for this stranger? "I like your..hoodie?" A bit unsure if she should compliment back, but she would offer another chuckle and place her hands in her pockets, Ruby taking a step away from the girl to let her breathe and enjoy her personal space.
[b"The mask doesnt scream subtle or invisible, whatever you're trying to do."

[attr="class","iii"]Is it sick of me
To need control of you
To want you crawling on your knees
To want you biting down on me

[attr="class","naen"]So now subtle was boring? Well, Ruby guesses this stranger liked to play clown. There was no other explanation on why the brunette would wear something to catch the eyes of the civilians, besides cravin attention. Oh well, people like this masked chick never get anywhere anyway. They get put on the side rather quickly.

So one second ago this dark haired woman was chuckling and eagerly starting small talk, and now she suddenly felt too "great" for that. Bipolar much? Ruby was pretty sure she had just discovered how to mentally roll her eyes. This was mainly why her group of friends only contained females from her family, like Vienne, Andrea, and only a couple others. Jeez, women could be so bipolar. On the spot Ruby sighed silently, realising how this brunette wasnt worth befriending. "Good luck with whatever you're doing. Looks like you need it." Blackwood gave a quick forced smile, tucking her gloves hands back into her pockets and starting to walk past Natalie. There go 5 minutes of my life, such a waste.

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