Reward: +1 Skill Upgrade point per home burned down. Scoundrel +1 per success!

Accept? Refuse?

She shook her head. What was the point of that?

New Quest!

Thieve it!

Take what isn’t yours.

Reward: +1 Skill Upgrade point per $1,000 of goods stolen. Villain +1 per success!

Accept? Refuse?

That was more like it!

Trinity finished looking around the door for any alarms. There was a thing, a small white box next to the door. She wasn’t sure if that was it or not, but she didn’t want to take any chances and ruin her reputation as a thief before it even started.

“I’m going in through a window,” she said.

“All right,” Emily replied.

Now Trinity only had to figure out how to get in through a window. There was one not too far from the door, leading into what looked like a kitchen. She scooted over to the barbecue and pulled it closer, the her that was below helping by pushing it from the ground.

Once it was up against the wall, she clambered up, and was thankful that she was so small, because otherwise the whole thing might tip over.

The window was all old and rimmed with some bare gray metal. There weren’t any convenient latches on the outside for her to tamper with.

What she needed was something to break the seal.

Conveniently, she still had her butt-shovel.

She passed it up to herself, then wobbled atop the barbecue before ramming the edge of the shovel under the glass. She was aiming for the little crack at the bottom, where she’d be able to leverage it up.

Instead, the window exploded.

“What was that?” Emily asked.

“Uh,” she said. “The window’s open now?”

She shrugged all her shoulders, then poked the glass away from the windowsill. The damage was done; she figured there was nothing to do about it now.

The her that was under the balcony searched around and found some sort of plant-covering tarp stuff, which she passed up to herself. It was muddy, but she didn’t care. With the tarp along the bottom of the window, she slid in and through the window, this time without her behind getting stuck!

Trinity slithered over a sink, then landed on her hands on the ground and flipped around to land in a crouch in the middle of a little kitchen area. There was an island in the middle, a fridge and stove to the side, and she could make out the dining room farther in.

“I’m in,” she cheered next to Emily.

“Well done,” Best Sister Emily said.

Then Trinity preened as she earned herself some celebratory headpats. She’d done good!

“What am I looking for?” she asked Emily.

Emily hummed. “Give the house a quick tour. I think I might need to move in there myself. Or maybe not, but before anything else, we should make sure that it’s clear.”