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After struggling for months and falling further into debt, the day came when Ivy found a wallet stuffed with bills. She could have returned it to its rightful owner, the license was there and everything. But, her water was about to be shut off and, to her shame, she didn't return it. That month she ate something other than ramen noodles and her bills were, mostly, paid. Crime did pay, it seemed, and it was time that Ivy Winters got her due. | After struggling for months and falling further into debt, the day came when Ivy found a wallet stuffed with bills. She could have returned it to its rightful owner, the license was there and everything. But, her water was about to be shut off and, to her shame, she didn't return it. That month she ate something other than ramen noodles and her bills were, mostly, paid. Crime did pay, it seemed, and it was time that Ivy Winters got her due. | ||
โ | The internet was an excellent teacher. Ivy learned to pick pockets, bypass locks, pick likely targets, and even who to sell her stolen bounty to. Always physically gifted despite her | + | The internet was an excellent teacher. Ivy learned to pick pockets, bypass locks, pick likely targets, and even who to sell her stolen bounty to. Always physically gifted despite her petite frame, Ivy leaned into her gifts and specialized in breaking in while remaining unseen. Things were looking up. |
That is until her last score turned spectacularly bad. Bad intel turned what should have been a simple "retrieval" into a catastrophic mess. The country home was owned by some guy named Carpenter, and he had security Ivy had never even heard of. While waiting in lockup for who she then knew was Colonel Conor Carpenter to throw the book at her, she missed the most pivotal moment in human history. Aliens had attacked the Earth. | That is until her last score turned spectacularly bad. Bad intel turned what should have been a simple "retrieval" into a catastrophic mess. The country home was owned by some guy named Carpenter, and he had security Ivy had never even heard of. While waiting in lockup for who she then knew was Colonel Conor Carpenter to throw the book at her, she missed the most pivotal moment in human history. Aliens had attacked the Earth. |