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Characters: ~~Batman~~ Ginia Solana and YOU. And you. And yes, you too.
Open? Yes!
Where: All around Schwanheim.
When: Evening of RD 13
What: Ginia is doing her part to keep the streets of Schwanheim safe. And testing out her new teleporting abilities.
Warnings: Maybe violence if someone wants to fight with her, otherwise, probably G/PG.

Compared to Davenport, the crime levels of Schwanheim is practically laughable. Your typical trouble-causing thugs, a few thieves making easy coin off the dull-minded villagers, and maybe a corrupt or at least loudly annoying nobleman or lady. When it came to patrolling the night for trouble, there was honestly little to be found.

It still doesn't stop Ginia from taking to the rooftops at night. It was relaxing being able to run about without the annoying hoards of gossip-seekers chasing her down (though apparently there were still enough gossipers active at night and tying up the thieves hadn't exactly been a subtle move) and there were plenty of shadows for her to test out her new ability on. Finding out she could teleport had been more of an accident, the sort of accident that involved falling through a wall and coming out a few feet away. After that, it was careful refinement, practice, and falling onto unsuspecting people at least once or twice. Having something akin to nightvision was also an added bonus.

Ginia perches on top of a tall building, a dark silhouette in the night with her armor on and mask up. She watches the street and the few people going to and fro. Similar to her first training exercise, she picks a person to follow and sneaks along on rooftop, moving as quietly as possible and leaping ahead through shadows. If they look toward her direction, she stealths, and if she runs out easy paths to follow or they enter a building, she gives up. and while it hasn't happened yet, if someone tries to give chase? Well, that would be a fun change for the night.

If she spots any bit of wrongdoing, she steps in, striking fast, knocking them out, and leaving them for the city authorities to find. That bit reminds her a little of home, a feeling that leaves her feeling nostalgic, sad, and sick.

When she's had enough fun for one night, she heads back to her new home, forsaking the front door in favor of shadow-stepping into the bedroom.

((ooc; TL;DR, feel free to catch Ginia at any point in the night. Be someone she stalks! Catch her as she takes down a criminal! Join her on the rooftop for a merry chase! As a warning, since she's trying to be secretive about things, Ginia won't be saying much at all. However, for anyone who has seen her in her armor, feel free to call her out on it.))

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/I don't think those three were looking for a bit of scrying,/ she comments wryly, glancing back at the three unconscious men. Yes, good idea to move on to somewhere a little safer and potentially more quiet.

/On the bright side, I'm sure you could begin charging people for your scrying. Might as well get something in exchange./ Because while Helios certainly made enough from his magic show, a little more never hurt. In some ways she envies the two men; they have skills that can be useful toward employment. Her skills... well, if someone really wants something stolen or taken out, that's about all she's really good for.

"Would you believe that I actually have been trying to charge them for it?" Giles laughs wryly, even as he casts a slightly nervous glance back over his shoulder. "I've even managed it, once or twice, when they let me get a word in edgewise. Not for the cats, though."

He remembers Edna, who occasionally did scare a few years off his lifespan by wandering off somewhere. He knew that cats tended to be good at looking after themselves, but he didn't mind giving their owners a bit of relief.

"If that woman asks me to look in on her husband, though...well, actually, I'll probably work my way up to double, if only because she doesn't take 'no' for an answer."

/Triple. Or at least double-and-a-half. Speaking from experience, you don't want to set too low a price because then they'll keep coming back and you'll never hear the end of it. Especially in cases of potentially cheating spouses. You'll either find something that confirms their suspicions, or they won't be satisfied and will insist you take another look. Charge high, dear./

Ginia stretches her arms behind her back and gives a small roll of her shoulders to ease out the stiffness. /Look at you two, making yourselves useful and bringing home the bacon. I need to begin earning my keep./

"...there's no rush."

There's an odd note in his voice that even Giles can't quite identify. But her words stir something in him, and he finds himself wrapping an arm around Ginia's shoulders for a brief side-hug.

"Really, um, y-you seem to be keeping busy well enough. Linger on rooftops often? Perhaps you can collect something for getting people off the streets at night."

He knows that she'd often spent time...before...lurking in shadows and trailing people. But there's something about what had happened tonight that was...well, different. Maybe it's just a matter of her new role in life, but Giles wants to be sure.

In the briefness of the hug, Ginia leans in slightly, needing that tiny bit of affection and love. Starved for it? Maybe so. After her life, both in her world and in other places, she knew how much she was missing out. Not just because of the death of her family, but everyone else. Being used and betrayed by the hospital staff and government, her brother abandoning her and only returning years later because he couldn't hide anymore, Erika's death after looking too deeply at Project Whitecap... there was too much instability and hurt in her life. So that tiny little gesture, that small sign he was there and he cared? It was something she could cling to.

/It's not really the sort of thing you ask someone to pay for. It seems so... insincere that way. No, I'll do Schwanheim this free service. I suppose someone has to. Besides, it's a little fun being the masked crusader./