Cat's of the Bag

[=Catwoman=]

It was a beautiful night as the moon made it's steady climb to the stars above. The colors were of the darkest navy blues of their canvas as they hung there. But she was not thinking of such things. Oh no for there was something much more shinier then need be on her mind. Not only this, but her mind was on the woman who's body she inhabited.

CAT! You can NOT keep doing this! I can't believe you don't care if your caught! I PAY FOR IT!

Rolling her eyes, Catwoman made a perfect flip from the office building to the roof of the museum. As Patience's words died down, she eyed the glass windows and clicked her nails against it, drawing a perfect circle just wide enough for her.

You know sweetie, You really must calm down.

As she slipped through the hole, Catwoman jumped down and made a perfect landing, not a sound heard. Proud of herself, she began walking around to where the Egyptian display was being held. She had her little eye on a special prize inside.

[æChezaæ]

Clearly, it was another boring night of patrol. For the Lunar Slayer, it seemed all too bland.But then a flash of tan skin and......black leather? It couldn't be! It seemed all to real- Catwoman visiting the museum that night. But Cheza wasn't sure what to do-- try to kill her, or try to make friends. She wtached the cat for a moment. The slayer diverted her gaze, sienna eyes on the tile floor. Making no noise with her black boots, she came ever closer to the infamous feline thief.

[=Catwoman=]

Catwoman smirked to herself. The woman thought she could sneak up on her. The smell of old blood and her own scent of nutmeg and tiger lily was not hard to miss. But she kept her cool and continued walking, keeping her eyes more on the few cameras that scattered the hallways.

Cat! I can not beilieve that you are working tonight! If there is someone else here, then you should GO!

Pat. You really worry too much. It's a bit annoying as well so chill out. Take a cat nap or something before you throw off my focus.

"Ahhh . . . . There's my little kitty." Her smooth voice spoke out as she eyed the exhibit. She had not seen a single gaurd inside the whole museum nor heard any walking around in other areas aside from her little stalker friend.

Wouldn't it be purr-fect if they beefed up security after this not. I do love a good challenge!

I can NOT believe you sometimes! Why me!?!