Re: [eddie/steph/cat steal a heart]
Cat listened. This virtual thing? It was new. But how different was it really? Dying was always dying, and stealing was stealing, and a very well guarded building? Was a very well guarded building. She suspected that whatever defended this place could be fluid, changing, because that made sense to her. But she wasn't anticipating anything else that might throw her off. Alright, so perhaps there would be monsters, but everyone from back home knew a monster or two, and she was no different in that regard. Anyway, she'd only used up a few of her nine lives, and she trusted her cohorts, so she was just looking forward to the game. The fact that the owner of this mind was an abuser of children? Well, that wasn't surprising to Cat. She'd grown up in a world where that was so commonplace that it was like the smog that coated the city itself: grimy and expected.
Like Stephanie, she followed Eddie through the bushes and toward the house itself, and she chuckled when Eddie waggled his brows at Stephanie. Just like old times, and it was nice.
"I never need a distraction," she said with the certainty of more years in the suit than she currently appeared to have. She pulled her goggles down, and she grinned her lush grin at the pair.
With that parting smile, she freed the whip from around her waist, and she crawled through the hole Eddie had pointed out. Close to the house, crouched and with an almost impossible ease at making herself blend into her surroundings, she scoped out the building itself. Up would be easier, but Cat always liked up best. She spent a few seconds on that, and then she turned to Eddie and Stephanie. "That window on the second floor corner looks best. Can you tell how many heat signatures we have, or doesn't that apply here?" Cat didn't mind going in blind, but she was accustomed to the best tech out there, and these days she depended on the gadgets. She'd gotten a little lazy, a little rusty.