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Scathach
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Ev'r moved quietly through the streets of the underground city in California, her booted feet making little noise on the rooftops. The city was crowded and cramped, but it still had forests and meadows like any normal place. She checked her location, then altered her course just in the slightest, thankful that what passed for "night" here- a dark black sky- could help conceal her, but day would start soon and people would be up and moving. She rubbed the strands of her tattoo and bit her lip. Ev'r grinned finally as she slipped in through a window and moved to the safe on cat feet. She was a thief, there was no denying it. She liked fighting, but at the moment she was a man, or rather a girl, on a mission and she had to move quick. She broke the combination in record time and snatched the small object out of of the safe, exiting through the window and running across the rooftops before flipping down to land, catlike, one hand splayed, on the pavement. She felt like laughing out loud. She had just robbed the richest member of the second inner ring. Mind you, it was for a client, but still...
She stood and stretched, her eyes taking in every little detail of her surroundings. Ev'r was in the inner ring of the city, where the wealthy lived. The city itself had no name, and was divided into sections. There was the shantytowns on the outskirts, which was where most of the 1 million people lived. The rebels, the drug addicts, the drunks... The outer ring was after that, where the middle-class people lived- merchants and manufacturers for the most part. The market district followed the outer ring, and it was a place where no one, or very few people lived but it hosted the shops, the factories and all of the rest of the businesses in the city, and the public services. Fire stations, police stations and hospitals were crammed in with auto repair shops and other small businesses. Then there were the three inner rings. She was in the second right now. The outer section of the inner rings was home to the company managers and CEO's, the people who were important but not grossly wealthy. The second section was home to the owners of said companies and the minor government members. The final inner ring, the smallest, contained the President's home, all the major government members, and was the home of the insanely wealthy. Ev'r herself was one of the few who lived in the market district, in a flat above her forge, where she made all sorts of things, from weapons to doorknobs.
She stood and stretched, her eyes taking in every little detail of her surroundings. Ev'r was in the inner ring of the city, where the wealthy lived. The city itself had no name, and was divided into sections. There was the shantytowns on the outskirts, which was where most of the 1 million people lived. The rebels, the drug addicts, the drunks... The outer ring was after that, where the middle-class people lived- merchants and manufacturers for the most part. The market district followed the outer ring, and it was a place where no one, or very few people lived but it hosted the shops, the factories and all of the rest of the businesses in the city, and the public services. Fire stations, police stations and hospitals were crammed in with auto repair shops and other small businesses. Then there were the three inner rings. She was in the second right now. The outer section of the inner rings was home to the company managers and CEO's, the people who were important but not grossly wealthy. The second section was home to the owners of said companies and the minor government members. The final inner ring, the smallest, contained the President's home, all the major government members, and was the home of the insanely wealthy. Ev'r herself was one of the few who lived in the market district, in a flat above her forge, where she made all sorts of things, from weapons to doorknobs.