@kuuroraion​
"Now that’s a catsuit.” She purrs and the laugh that follows is unlike her, but she lets it come and go with ease. She needs to find some amusement in this place, and a joke is always a good way to start something new. “Color me surprised. No cleavage to flaunt off? It really helps with the distracting bit of this job if you get caught.” She’s going by assumptions, unfortunately, and not very good ones. All black didn’t always equate to robbers, but thieves had a fashionable reputation to live up to, didn’t they?
“Mind pointing me in the right direction? Maybe to the nearest jeweler.” She smiles sweetly, hand raising to brush back white locks as she pouted at the wooden claws in her grip. “I can’t say I’ve ever heard of anyone stealing successfully with wood, but a girl’s gotta try.”
