☯ kris' house.

@{p} S.A Wu Yifan. She rolled her eyes when the man spoke to her in such a way. She shook her head and her teeth. "Who the hell are you calling a brat?!" She snapped at him. "You weren't home, and your guards didn't do a good job if I got this far, now did they?" She chuckled slightly. "They are the ones who need to be in handcuffs and not me since they failed at securing this place like their JOB entitled them to." Anna looked over at the dog and shrugged. "The damned dog attacked me. I'm sure if a dog was attacking you, you wouldn't just lay there and take it. Don't even try to tell me you wouldn't." As soon as he stood, she attempted to get away from him, but his grip was still firm, and the damn dog growled at her as though it was daring her to try to sneak away. She watched as he pressed some unknown button and cuffed her wrists before forcing her to the floor. her teeth, she looked down at the cuffs, trying to figure out a way she could get out of them, but when he spoke about how she'd be shocked - she knew that she wouldn't be foolish enough to wiggle her way out of them for fear of being shocked. She watched the man as he told her that she was foolish for breaking in, but she shook her head. "Not as stupid as you are for believing that no one could break into your home with the level of security you have around it." She chuckled as she placed her hands - lightly - into her lap as she stared from the dog to the man towering over her. "How about you shut up! If I wasn't in these handcuffs right now, I'd..." She rolled her eyes. There wasn't anything she really could do right now.

When he asked her about why she decided to break into his house, she had to resist the urge to laugh at the man. "Do you seriously think I owe you any explanation as to why I broke into the house? Hell. The house looked tempting, so I broke into it. Explanation and reason enough?" She scoffed and looked away from him. "You have a lot of expensive things - and the fact that you have security makes thieves believe there's something worthwhile in here. You can't tell me I'm the only one who broke into this house successfully." She mused as she looked up at him from her position on the floor, still.

@{pr/c} anna yee. "You deserve to be bitten, you brat! You brake into my home and you injure my ing dog, do you honestly think that I'm going to let you go?!" He sneers as he walks over to a cabin which is where he has handcuffs just in case; he was still holding on to her and his dog was whimpering in pain. "I hope you have been you jail before because that's where you're going right now," His tone was firm and icily. He pushed a button which is something that automatically calls the police; he opens the cabin and takes out the handcuffs and cuffs both of her hands before sitting her on the floor. He walked over to Aphrodite and examined her nose and it was slightly bleeding. "You are seriously freaking stupid to break in here," He says as he wipes his dog's nose with a slight frown. She wasn't whimpering anymore but he could tell that she was in pain. "And don't even think about getting out of those handcuffs because they don't have a key and their not like the normal ones out there. If you push and pull then you get shocked so I suggest you not try that little game with me and if you run away then I will let my dog bite you and I will shoot you with a gun that basically puts you to sleep for a few hours, so don't do anything funny, 'kay?" He sighs and sits down on his couch as he looks at the girl with a glare. "Why are you doing this in the first place?"

@{p} S.A Wu Yifan. She didn't even know how long the damned beast was barking its head off and trying to attack her. The time seemed to slip her by and unbeknownst to her - the owner of the home was preparing the arrive back at his residence. She looked around to find the last thing she could possibly throw at the creature, a glass jar that she'd found in the cabinet. She grabbed at it and tossed it, watching as it connected with the beasts face as it whimpered and stopped barking for a moment. The thing used its paw and rubbed at its nose, all the while whimpering. Just as soon as the beast stopped barking, the kitchen light came on and a loud voice broke through the silence. Before she had time to react, she was no longer standing on the counter and was now on the ground, a foot on her back, her arms held behind her back, and her body pressed tightly against the marble flooring. She struggled in the man's grasp and clenched her teeth together before she kicked her legs. She rolled her eyes. "What the hell does it look like?!" She snapped. "Why should I tell you anything! Let me go!" She screamed, once again in an attempt to get out of the man's grasp. She wanted to see the man so that she could hit him in the face and try to make an escape, but the bastard must have been skilled in holding people down because his grip was firm, tight, and she couldn't get out of it.

"You're not even supposed to be home, yet!" She snarled from behind her clenched teeth as she tried to slip from his tight hold on her. "Let me go before your dog bites me, you jerk!" She spat.

@{pr/c} anna yee. [Alright then~]

[ abusive ! haha - I'll respond later...can't quite do it now... My mama's boyfriend is off of work today ]

@{pr/c} anna yee. --
Yifan was heading back home now; he told the victim and Charles's mother that they should come back to the office tomorrow, because he had things to do at home; of course, his main priority was the brothel and this case now. As he pulled up, the gates opened when he put in a password and the guards were nowhere in sight. They left since their working hours were over; he sighed as he got out of the car, but froze when he heard Aphrodite barking and a woman screaming inside of his house. He ran inside of his house not a second later and opened it with the password and there it was--his dog and a woman. The woman was throwing things at his dog and Yifan glared at her as he heard Aphrodite whimpering. He ran over to the girl and grabbed her hands, kicking her legs, making her fall into the ground; He grabbed both of her hands behind her back and put his foot down her back, making her get on the floor. "Who the hell are you and why the are you in my house?!" He sneered as he tighten his hold on her.
[End.]

@{pr/c} anna yee. Yifan was driving on his way home when he got a phone call from the office, telling him to come back since there was a problem with one of the files and the victim was there, crying her eyes out; But his secrectary--Alice--was stubborn and said that it was urgent and that it involved the suspect that her; of course, Yifan didn't have a choice and turned back around and went back to his office. He told Alice that he was on his way and with that he hung up; he sighed as he ran his long fingers over his hair and shook his head, "What could it be now?" He asks himself as he thinks about what could have happened with the victim and the suspect; why would she be crying if something happened to him? Maybe he looked for her and her again? The suspect--Charles Wilkison was his name--was actually a very smart person. The vicitims that he had said that he would always come a second time and them, but that he would clean them before he left; basically, he would wear gloves when he touched their bodies as he them, and he wouldn't take off his clothes--only the victims'. After he was done with them, he would make them take a pill which turned to be birth control--made them go to the bathroom and urinate, and then he would clean his vicitims from inside out. Of course, the victims couldn't do anything because they were tied and tape was on their mouths; He was smart as hell and Yifan knew that and he didn't underestimate him either, but he was smart as well. He was slowly cracking the case; the only reason he knew who the was--was because of hair; Everyday, over hunders pieces of hair would fall out and Charles couldn't prevent that even though he would like too, but Yifan was sure that he didn't know that, and he was ing happy about that too. Charles had over fifty girls in a year, but his total was three hundred vicitims. All of them had said that he would come for a second time and that was it; no thirds or anything. When Yifan arrived, the victim and another person--that Alice did not ing mention, making Yifan glare at her--was also there. "What's going on here?" He asks as he walks over his desk and sits down, grabbing a piece of a paper and a pen to write anything down. Alice sighed and ran her fingers through her red long hair and looked at Yifan with a sad face; He knew that this wasn't going to be good. "He commited suicide," She states and Yifan froze, making sure that he was hearing right. "What? Wait--who--Charles? He--He committed suicide?" He looks at the vicitim and the lady who was next to her, who was also bawling her eyes out. She looked a lot older than the young girl and she knew that she wasn't her mother since her mother had been with her before. "He committed suicide after he her sister--" She pointed to the victim and gave Yifan a file. "He her sister yesterday night, and this morning he was found dead, hung in the closet of her room." She explains and Yifan couldn't get over the shock. "Where's the sister?"

"She's at the hospital right now for being in shock; she woke up after being and found the man hanging in her closet. Sara was there and says that her sister was screaming and she went to check it out and saw the man so she called the cops and they came and got him," He nods and writes it down on the paper before he looks up and looks at the woman. "Who are you?" He asks; his tone isn't threatening but it was firm. "I'm his mother." Yifan looks at her and stares at her for a while before sighing softly and shaking his head. "This all sounds weird to me, in my opinion," Alice, the victim named Sara and the mother look at him with wide eyes. "W-what makes you say that?" Sara asks, her voice cracking. "Charles tons and tons of girls and I'm sure that you all know," He stares at the mother with a long gaze before continuing, "Why the hell would he kill himself when he has done this all before? This sounds like a homicide, not a suicide." He said as he walked over to his computer. "He hasn't been depressed; he didn't show signs of stopping what he was doing to his victims." Yifan made a copy of a photo and showed it to the victim and Charles' mother; it was a photo of Sara's sister, going out with him; she was laughing and he had his arm around her waist as they walked inside of a restrauant. "Your sister had a relationship with this man and I'm sure that you didn't know that; she started dating him around the time he you; she found out but didn't leave him."

@{pr/c} anna yee. Yifan was driving on his way home when he got a phone call from the office, telling him to come back since there was a problem with one of the files and the victim was there, crying her eyes out; But his secretary--Alice--was stubborn and said that it was urgent and that it involved the suspect that her; of course, Yifan didn't have a choice and turned back around and went back to his office. He told Alice that he was on his way and with that he hung up; he sighed as he ran his long fingers over his hair and shook his head, "What could it be now?" He asks himself as he thinks about what could have happened with the victim and the suspect; why would she be crying if something happened to him? Maybe he looked for her and her again? The suspect--Charles Wilkinson was his name--was actually a very smart person. The victims that he had said that he would always come a second time and them, but that he would clean them before he left; basically, he would wear gloves when he touched their bodies as he them, and he wouldn't take off his clothes--only the victims'. After he was done with them, he would make them take a pill which turned to be birth control--made them go to the bathroom and urinate, and then he would clean his victims from inside out. Of course, the victims couldn't do anything because they were tied and tape was on their mouths; He was smart as hell and Yifan knew that and he didn't underestimate him either, but he was smart as well. He was slowly cracking the case; the only reason he knew who the was--was because of hair; Everyday, over hundreds pieces of hair would fall out and Charles couldn't prevent that even though he would like too, but Yifan was sure that he didn't know that, and he was ing happy about that too. Charles had over fifty girls in a year, but his total was three hundred victims. All of them had said that he would come for a second time and that was it; no thirds or anything. When Yifan arrived, the victim and another person--that Alice did not ing mention, making Yifan glare at her--was also there. "What's going on here?" He asks as he walks over his desk and sits down, grabbing a piece of a paper and a pen to write anything down. Alice sighed and ran her fingers through her red long hair and looked at Yifan with a sad face; He knew that this wasn't going to be good. "He committed suicide," She states and Yifan froze, making sure that he was hearing right. "What? Wait--who--Charles? He--He committed suicide?" He looks at the victim and the lady who was next to her, who was also bawling her eyes out. She looked a lot older than the young girl and she knew that she wasn't her mother since her mother had been with her before. "He committed suicide after he her sister--" She pointed to the victim and gave Yifan a file. "He her sister yesterday night, and this morning he was found dead, hung in the closet of her room." She explains and Yifan couldn't get over the shock. "Where's the sister?"

@{p} S.A Wu Yifan. [ Part Two - done ]

Turning her head, there it was. A large dog staring at her as though it wished death upon her. Caught red-handed with something she was slipping into her bag, she slowly grasped the candle holder again as she gulped heavily. The dog snarled louder, barked once, before it lowered its head and inched towards Anna - where she backed against the window that she was pressed up against. Without warning, the dog charged at her, jumped onto the bed, and leaped towards her, all the while Anna was glued in her position until the last moment where she gripped the candle holder tightly in her hands, reared back, and swung randomly when she felt the object connect with the side of the dog's head. She dropped the weapon, and when the dog yelped in pain, she took off towards the room door, hearing the dog behind her, growling angrily. Anna wasn't much of a thinker whenever the pressure was on her, and like a fool she passed by every single room which she could slip into and close behind her to both steal a few more items, then make an escape. But, she didn't think - and instead ran down the stairs. The dog, right on her heels, bit towards her ankles where it grabbed her loose shoelace and caused Anna to tumble down the stairs, screaming in agony as she did so. Anna could care less about that momentary pain and was only thinking of the pain that she'd feel if the dog clasped onto her body. Jumping up, limping, she headed towards the kitchen, to the high countertop, and jumped on, screaming at the top of her lungs. Finding anything she could, she threw it down towards the dog. Silverware, cups, a toaster, her shoes - anything to thwart the dog from her. Dammit - she knew she'd be caught if this damned dog wouldn't let it. She was screwed.

@{p} S.A Wu Yifan. [ Part One because I wrote too much and it decided to tell me I wrote a lot -_- ]

Navigating her way around the home wasn't as easy as she suspected. This home had to be the largest that she had infiltrated in order to find whatever she needed, so it was slightly a struggle. But, that wasn't the worst part - and she knew it. The worst part would have to be finding a way back over the fence without being noticed and at the appropriate time. Anna knew that she couldn't lose track of time. If she wasn't careful, time could slip away from her and she could end up being caught red-handed in another person's home. She shook her head, destroying all of those thoughts from inside of her. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about the worst. Get in, get out - that's what she needed to do, and she knew she couldn't allow anything to delay her motives. But firstly, she had to find something that was worth taking - then for the time being, her life could be a bit better once she find something. Creeping slowly, unsure of what was in the home and what was waiting for her, she peeked out towards the living room - a large one at that. Whoever this person was, he had taste - very expensive tastes because she knew that the furniture that he had wasn't cheap and by no means would she expect such a large home to have nothing in it. That would be a bit foolish. Cocking her head to the side, she headed into the living room once she spotted something nice she could take. It looked like it was something decorative - like it could be placed in her own home and immediately the room could transform - or, she could sell it and make a quick dollar or two. She liked the latter one the better and slipped the ornament into her backpack which would hold all of the contents of the house she'd possibly take. Turning her head, she spotted the stairs. Surely none of the good stuff would be located in the lower levels of the household and she would be able to find something nice upstairs. But, something caught her eye. Turning her head towards the kitchen, which was slightly shared with the living room, she noticed in the distance a food dish - as though there was some type of animal living in the home. Immediately, she froze. If it was a dog... - she hated dogs - they scared the living daylights out of her. Maybe it was a puppy or a small dog, but from the looks of the food dish, the animal was large - and the animal could do some heavy damage to her if it wanted to. Immediately, Anna's heart dropped as she looked up towards the stairs. She was tempted to get out of the house immediately, but she was really moreso tempted by what could be upstairs. Looking around, she needed to find something hard that she could use in case the vicious animal tried to attack her. If she dog didn't want a few bumps, bruises, and scars, then the thing better stay away from her. Grabbing one of the candle holders on the table, she knocked down the candles and clasped onto the thing tightly as she made her way to the stair case to go on up. Maybe this man had money - maybe she could find some cash in the man's home or something - anything. Right now, the dog was on her mind and the sooner she found a few thins that was a bit nice, then she could hurry and get out before the animal heard her and decided to come and attack.

Walking up towards the top level, she noticed that a few doors were open - doors the dog could be behind - doors that she could also flee to once the dog decided it wanted to show up. But, still, she had her 'weapon' tightly in her hands as she slowly walked, hoping the dog was a heavy sleeper or something because she feared the pain that'd shoot through her body whenever the dog decided to make her its next meal. How did she not know this man had a dog? Did he ever bring the dog outside?! She hadn't seen a dog in all the time she had been watching this man! She rolled her eyes and chose a random room to go into. It wasn't the main room - a guest room, so she knew it wouldn't have much in it. Probably a few decorative items she could take to sell - it wouldn't be until she reached the main room she'd find something worthwhile - in her opinion. Would she get the chance to make it somewhere else into the house - she didn't know because if she wasn't careful, a dog could pop out of nowhere and attack her. She bit her lip as she slipped a few things into her bag, then headed out of the room to the next couple, doing the same thing when she heard snarling behind her. !

@{pr/c} anna yee. Yifan sighed as he got out of bed today; he was tired as hell but he couldn't complain, if only he rejected his friend's offer to the club then maybe he wouldn't be this tired and maybe, he would have gotten more sleep but Yifan wanted to spend some time with his friends--who he didn't even meet much because he was always working. Yifan walked over to the bathroom and refreshed himself up a bit before he took a shower. He wore his usual work clothes--his suit; Yifan had a lot of money meaning that he bought a lot of things--of course they were things that he needed. His parents worked hard to get the money that they received and when they passed, they gave Yifan everything that they had and Yifan wasn't going to be reckless and spend his parents' money. He was working as well and if he used money than he would use his and not his parents' After he was ready, he walked into the living room which is where the kitchen also was. His dog--Aphrodite was there and she was wagging her tail happily as she saw her owner of one year; she was a half wolf dog so she had the appearance of a wolf but she was totally adorable and fun to be with--unless she doesn't know you. She was trained to be a guard dog and when Yifan isn't home, she guards his home. Yifan patted her head affectionately and feed her before walking to the kitchen and making his breakfast. He isn't home a lot so he doesn't use the kitchen much; he the television and watched the news and it was as the usual. Murders, missing people and people stealing. That's why Yifan had security everywhere around the house. He didn't have anything precious--other than his dog of course--but still, he didn't want people to steal things that he worked extremely hard for. He didn't have anything like jewelry since he isn't the type to wear and the only ones that he does have is his necklace and his ring that his mother and father gave him but he always wears it and never takes it off.

After eating, he grabbed his keys and checked his phone for any messages and of course he had some from his friend of last night and from the office. He read them before he went to the monitor that had control over cameras, the gates, and everything else. He put his password in and the sensors came on; yes, his house was heavily guarded--he had devices everywhere and guards outside that had dogs and guns; also, he had a wolf dog that was basically trained to kill. After putting the password, Yifan walked out of the house and closed it with a hand scan. That was the only way to open the door and close it with lock; he quickly walked over to his land cruiser when he noticed that it was 9am on his watch. He drove quickly after that;

He arrived to his work half an hour later; he grabbed the coffee that his secretary--Alice--had made for him. He thanked her and walked inside of his office after that. There were files everywhere and Yifan sighed softly at that; he was thankful that he was fast and solved those files quickly unlike others who take their sweet time with that. He sat down, put his coffee down and his computer; pictures of suspects were on his screen--Song Joongki, Samuel Harrison, etc. The day was long and hard at the office and when he finally got outside of work, he breathed out in relief and loosened his tie as he walked towards his car and drove off.

[ for Kris, of course ]

It was late out - but of course, it was a time that Anna always decided to make movies. She didn't quite operate in the daylight. Why? Well, it was simple - people would spot her if she was a bit too devious when the sun was up. At least at night she could make mistakes and be a bit careless without having to fear of being seen. But, even if she did slip up a few times, it was never enough for her to become prosecuted or get caught. No. She was far more better than what people would assume for a young woman - especially a woman who took on the life that she did - the only life that someone like her could take on. Looking over her shoulder for a quick second, she checked to make sure no one else was on the streets before she made her way over the fence. This wasn't a simple home in which she had broken into before. This was a heavily guarded, highly surveillanced home and, although this place clearly seemed dangerous and not the right place to break into - the fact that it was guarded made it all the more challenging - there may have been bigger and better things inside of greater value - things that she could either sell and make some form of profit, or things she could keep to herself and make her small home a bit more...homey...?

Slowly trailing her tongue against her bottom lip, she clung onto the top of the fence, her grip strong, firm. She refused to fall on her for the third time. She wasn't about to give up, either. No. She was going to make her way inside. This was a home she'd been watching for the past couple of weeks, and by now she knew the owner's schedule. He left around two in the afternoon to do God knows what - then returned in the wee hours of the morning. Whatever this man was doing, he was making some sort of a profit because his home was damn sure nice on the outside, and Anna predicted that it was nice on the inside, too. It surely tempted her, which was why she was flipping over the top of the fence, now, and into the bushes below. Making sure to remain extra quiet, she poked her head up a bit, scanned the yard towards the front of the gate where there were three armed men standing, and crouched down to run towards the side of the home. It would be damn foolish to run in through the front. She was too experienced to run to the front, where obvious camera's would be set up, and the back way was no different. There would possibly be more guards, more danger - possibly even dogs that would start up with her presence. It would be easier to find the perfect window on the side of the home hidden deep in the shadows, slip in, find what she wanted, then get out the same way she came in - over the fence.

Finding a window that seemed low enough, Anna reached up and tested it a bit. Foolish man. It was unlocked and lifted with the first push against it. The man may have thought that his home was a bit safe considering the huge barrier wrapped around the house, the heavily armed guards, and security camera's. She couldn't help but smirk as she lifted the window just enough to slip her short, thin frame through the opening and into the home, where she immediately stood to her feet and dusted her clothing off. She ran her fingers through her thick, dark brown hair, then lightly tapped her chin to figure out which room of the home she would scavenge for whatever it is she wanted. In a way, she wanted jewelry - she wanted something she could wear and take pride in. Maybe...the master bedroom of some sorts? But...only to find it. She assumed that it'd be upstairs, since the home was big enough. Hopefully on the first try, though, she'd find it. Besides, with the way she'd been watching this man for the last few weeks, she had a large window of time she could use to be in the house because he wouldn't be home for quite some time...

[ I decided to stop it right there - didn't want to dive deep into it too much. So whatever you do, I will just have made her find a few things, etc. Hope you liked it - and hope it wasn't bad... I haven't roleplayed in a while ]