Judicious Basejumping [closed]
Stark Tower, a marvel of modern architecture, a masterpiece of efficiency and new energy, the beating heart of technological R&D in Downtown New York.
"God, I hate this building." Sarah muttered, wishing for the umpteenth time that evening that she could use Ghost's abilities without having her skin exposed. But a good heist waits for no one, and invisibility would be indispensable for this one.
January might not be the best time for a little judicious basejumping, but it was the best time to do so unnoticed and unanticipated. Furthermore, the turbulent trip from a nearby skyscraper had got her high enough for a grappling hook to reach that oh so modern projection 100 stories up the building, the one with Stark's name plastered across it.
'Well, one man's vanity is another woman's opportunity.' Sarah thought as she climbed up the cable.
Once her hands touched the solid steel of the building, Sarah brought her Sylph-granted powers to bear, warping the light around her body and vanishing from sight. Satisfied that she would go unseen, Sarah pulled herself up onto the helipad and scanned the building for motion.