Thread: The Thief and the Guard. (Nadie and Kaira)

The scratching of the leather boots at her feet on the cobblestones was the only sound she could hear that night, the majestic full moon silhouetted in the black sky casting its shimmering rays on her raven head. Her plump lips quivered for a couple of seconds, then parted in a yawn that she swiftly covered with a gloved hand. Patrolling the richest district of the city was always a boring chore. Few burglars had the guts and the skills necessary to attempt something at the expenses of the many affluent and influent individuals who lived in the area. Such was her duty, no matter how annoying it was. And there she was, Liya Ashwood, diligently patrolling the streets at night. Of course, there was Dellis. The blasted woman had been a thorn in her side for a few years now. They kept running into each other and the thief kept vanishing as if escaping was as natural as breathing. And right when she was thinking that she would have seen Dellis again soon, she heard a commotion coming from the mansion at the end of the road she was following. Immediately she drew the blade from the scabbard dangling from her left hip. Who goes there? a male voice called from the darkness of a nearby alley. The man appeared a moment later, stopping beside one of the lit braziers along the main path. A fellow guardsman. Someone Liya didn't recognize. You go around. I'll cover the main entrance! she yelled while she gestured towards the back of the mansion. She began running towards the front, her athletic body carried forward by powerful and elegant movements in unison, hoping that her simple strategy would have been enough to catch whoever had caused the ruckus that had alerted her. That assuming that it wasn't a false alarm. Perhaps a stray dog who had tipped something over, or even a mere domestic accident late at night. Her instincts, however, suggested that wrongdoers were afoot. She almost produced a smile as she spotted the two men attempting to flee the scene, pleased to see that -- once again -- her instincts were right. Liya arrived just when they were about done climbing over the wrought iron gate. Halt! Step down and don't move. Don't even breathe, or the next thing I'll do is cut you both, she threatened as she raised her blade in midair to make her point even clearer. I fucking knew it! one of the criminals shouted. Fucking Dellis! If it wasn't for her, we would be halfway across the city now! She sighed silently as she heard the name, her stormy eyes losing their usual vivacity. She should have guessed that the bloody woman would have been involved in a burglary in that district of the city. Where is she? Liya asked knowing that that it was a rhetorical question. Fuck if I know! Gone, I guess. That little bitch! the thief replied. Perhaps her colleague would have gotten lucky and he had already caught Dellis. Wishful thinking, obviously. Dellis was too smart, too fast. She was already long gone, it was certain. Regardless, Liya was tempted to leave the two transgressors unguarded and go after her nemesis. In the end, her sense of duty kept her rooted in place. It's only a matter of time. It's only a matter of time, Dellis, she repeated in her frustrated psyche.