Eliza Donovan (simplyeliza) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2015-03-28 08:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | eliza donovan, nate taylor, nsfw |
a woman's work is never done
Fresh from the shower, Eliza wandered her temporary home; hair turbaned up, naked body still damp. It was nearly midnight, but her day was just about to get started. She plugged her iPhone into wireless speakers and turned the music on shuffle, laughing when the opening strains of Bad To the Bone filled the apartment. Trite, maybe, but she loved the damn song.
Back in the bathroom, she spent a long time smoothing scent-free lotion into her skin. No perfume tonight, no makeup, nothing to give away her position as she skulked around in the dark. She wandered into the bedroom, singing along when the song changes to London Bridge. She tugged on pair of boy shorts and cargo pants, black of course, before topping that off with a long-sleeved black T. A pair of combat boots completed the outfit.
The next little while was spent filling her pockets with all kinds of goodies. She didn't plan on killing anyone tonight, but that didn't mean they were going to get off light. If the security team couldn't do their jobs, they deserved to get roughed up.
She pulled the towel from her hair, shaking it out before putting it in a loose bun and slapping a baseball cap on top. She was whistling as she headed out the door, blood pumping with anticipation.
God she loved this job.