#askmaybelle

[voleur-montparnasse]

She nodded. When they got to the house she took a place on a nearby wall with her gun out and ready where he would be shielded and she could keep an eye out

Montparnasse scooped the newspaper from the doorstep and moved quickly to the car. He glanced up to Maybelle to see where she was positioned while he unfolded the paper and held it to the driver’s side window. They needed to keep this as quiet as possible since they didn’t have the time to do this cleanly. The window shattered, he unlocked the door and, brushing glass off the seat, slid into the car and began his work on starting it.

[voleur-montparnasse]

A small smile played acrss her features "I wouldn't think so. He only needs one"

“I’m glad we are in agreement,” he chuckled lightly. “If the man’s home, we’ll need to get out o’ there quick. There’s no way ‘ell miss the sound o’ the car startin’ up and we can’t risk him followin’ us. Keep an eye and a gun out while I start up th’ car?”

[voleur-montparnasse]

she grinned "Course not"

"Alright. This one should be pretty easy," he said quietly as they walked. "Two people should be enough. Rich guy, a couple o' nice cars, he shouldn't miss one of 'em too badly." He quirked a smile.

[bonapartist-fanboy-blog]

askmaybelle bumped into you

Marius looked at the girl. "Bonjour, mademoiselle. May I assist you?" He smiled. "I am Marius."

[littlebirdnamedjehan]

lovely--lady, a-cunning-fox, askmaybelle started following you

Jehan smiled at the lady. "Bonjour, I'm Jean Prouvaire but please, call me Jehan." he greeted.

[voleur-montparnasse]

Sbe nodded in understanding before slipping into the crowd, eyes locked on the target and numbly taking the item in question. she then made her way back to 'parnasse

“Nice,” he said, grinning as he transferred the watch to his own pocket. “Nothin' wrong with linin' our pockets before the job."

[voleur-montparnasse]

She followed 'Parnasse silently. She had been on the streets since she was about five and had learned many things about being a good con artist. She could trick you out of your shirt with her charm and your purse with her quick hands. She was now twenty and had been with the Patron Minette for five years now

Eyes scanning for a mark, they landed on a middle-aged man. The gold chain of a watch just barely peeking out of his pocket promised more wealth than he should be advertizing. He shot 'Belle a meaningful glance.

[voleur-montparnasse]

She shrugged "Sure, I don't have anything better to do"

“Good.” He jerked his head as an indication to follow him and started heading out along the streets. He didn’t underestimate Maybelle because she was a girl, nor did he keep her around because of it. She was a con, and a good one.