What do I look like, a charity worker?(closed to Chloe)

Jezebel's feet pounded against the pavement. She was at the end of the line of being hungry, thirsty and homeless. At least the wallet she snatched would give her enough to buy food for the next few days. She could hear the man behind her. Knowing these alleys well she dashed down the next one and ran up the fire escape. The man's feet on metal could be heard below but she was already 5 flights up. "Give me my wallet back kid." The man demanded but she kept going up. There was only a small gap between these buildings. Her hammer thudded against the metal railing as she reached the top. She sprinted forward, jumping across the gap. Quickly opening the wallet, she found the money. She wasn't going to take his cards, She did this out of desperation not to be too mean. He'd shut down the cards anyways. She slammed the cash into her pocket as the man came up. "Wallet NOW!" He bellowed. She had what she wanted and trew it across to him, "Here you go." She said, running. The next gap wasn't so small. She looked down and just decided to go down the fire escape. Once she was about a flight from the ground she jumped down right beside a man putting a glass into his black bag.

"Nothing you have to be worried about!" She yelled trying to shake his hand off of her shirt to no prevail. She glared angrily at him knowing the man would be coming any moment now. She could hear him yelling again about his money. The voice was getting closer to her. Mind racing to think of a way out of this she quickly said, "Maybe we should talk somewhere else." Trying to shake his arm off some more but still no luck. biting her lip she waited for a reply, looking up to see the man at the top of the fire escape. Damn it! She thought to herself. Her eyes were wide with fear, this guy was big.

"Comeon,let'sjusttalksomewhereelse." She said so quickly it came out as one word. Looking up once more to see he was one flight down. She looked into the strangers eyes, "Please." She fake smiled quickly.

Jezebel groaned in defeat as the man got closer. Her eyes widened in surprise as the man punched him. She hadn't expected him to do this, she thought he was going to hand her over. "I guess." She said, answering his question. She wasn't going to run, he had just saved her. And she had food for the next 2 days. Relieved that the man had let go of her shirt she trailed after him as he said to her, "So, what brings you to thieving anyway? It's not a safe thing at all, believe me."

She shrugged, "I don't really have a choice." She looked at the ground, kicking a stone forward. Her expression had softened towards him since he saved her from the man. "Why did you help me?" She asked him.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter to me. As long as it's edible and preferably not poisoned." She said as the approached the hotel. Jezebel's was in awe at it. Much better than the alley. She thought to herself. She felt really awkward standing there in her small t shirt and tight jeans. Everything was a mess on her anyways, it was what she could snag instead of wearing a grey jumpsuit from the facility. She looked at the ground, past the grease smudges on her shirt. "Nice place." She said as they got closer.

The pair of them received sideways looks in the Lobby but Jez just pushed them out of her mind. She couldn't stand the annoying elevator music. When the elevator reached the 4th floor the man asked her, "So, I have to ask, are you some sort of superhuman? You don't have to answer. I just am a little curious. She contemplated whether to tell him or not but by the way he phrased it it seemed he was too. "Yeah. Yeah, I am. What about you? She asked as she made the lights in the elevator flicker on and off. Then she made a small ball of electricity in her hand. It usually tired her out but at this size it wouldn't. It wasn't even the size of a golf ball. She then let it go and flicked her fingers, making the lights turn on again.

Jez watched, impressed, while he showed off his power. The door slid open and the pair exited it. "Mine wears me out often, much easier when i use this." She said, signalling to her hammer. She used it quite often on the streets when fighting because it wasn't great to get tired while fighting. She slid the hammer away once more as the man showed her to his room. I could get used to this. She thought to herself. "Much better than anywhere I've slept in." She said, thinking about the different areas she slept.

Jez listened to the man as he lead her into the room. She flicked her fingers to turn on a light. Taking a seat as he said, she flipped through the menu. "I'll just have a burger and fries." She said. This was her usual when she had enough money to eat out. it had enough to keep her going for a little while. She took out her hammer and placed it, handle up, on the floor. It felt quite awkward to her to be doing this. It wasn't that she didn't like it, she just wasn't a fan of spending peoples money who are nice to her. She picked up the telephone and dialed what the menu said to. "Could we please have a burger and fries to room 212." She covered the mouth piece, "What would you like?" She asked the man on the bed.