Finders keepers; losers weepers

LOCATION | An very beautiful property in the rich part of Aston
DATE | 2nd of April 2022
TIME | Late
ATTIRE | Link
TOPIC FOR | @Linus
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Okay, another thing to the list of things she shouldn't be doing anymore. But well, she was born into this world and it was hard shred your skin and become someone else, when you had no clue where to start. Victoria envied how Jack had managed to ground himself, to find himself really with his family despite some drama of course - but everyone had some drama. Victoria on the other hand lived feeling somewhat being closed off from everything she had known. One thing was she wasn't able to go to Southside, like as in not even being able to cross the border or look at it without it causing trouble. And even if she lived somewhere else, and should be happy. Happiness wasn't the feeling she felt the most, hadn't since the night Anthony had shown up and turned everything around.

So yes, here she was having heard about this couple who tragically had died, and now the property was to be cleared out by the morning - but the property also was home to some very fine and valuable objects - or so she had heard. And they were dead things, and it wasn't like she was disturbing anyone. Victoria knew she could ask if she needed money or another place to stay, she had more than enough people in her life to help her if she just asked. But maybe it wasn't really that, it was also doing something a little reckless, getting her heart rate up and push herself just a little bit.

Anyways, here she was lurking around the big office. Because white rich men had a thing for working from home and having some sort of secret layer somewhere in the house where they were hiding something. So, she was looking around the desk when she heard something, or at least caught a scent of something, making her sit down and hold her breath for a moment. Happy she had some night vision. Then she took a deeper breath in again only to realize she had met the person who carried the scent before. It was just some time ago by now. So, she slowly got up and waited for the person to come to the same idea that the key, secret tab to a hidden treasure room  would be in here.

Running around breaking into peoples houses. It wasn’t really what Linus was about, at least not anymore. Even then you couldn’t really stop being who you were, even though you were in a whole other league now, that breaking into houses that he himself could probably afford himself. Or - no. If you had to be honest, which you had to be, then he could afford this kind of house and then a couple of others. But he never really did it for the money, rather than the thrill or the achievement that followed along with it. Maybe it had also been for the fact that he had seen and smelled a rather familiar scent of a very young shapeshifter. Which was the main reason he was cracking open the window and with silent step slid through it and walked towards where he could sense that she was keeping herself busy. She of course, was quick on her feet and he could hear that she knew that he was joining her. A smirk spread over his lips as he pushed open the door. His hands covered with dark gloves as he looked towards her. “Really Victoria, I thought this was above you by now, or are you that desperate for a new kick that you steal from the dead?” he mused, still with that charming smirk folding over his lips.

Victoria licked her lips a little bit, taking a slightly sharper breath in once her eyes got locked with his. Finally, she cleared her throat a little bit, rolling her eyes at him and returned her eyes to the desk. Way easier than to keeping her eyes locked with his for too long at once, or she could do that - she just happened to find them annoyingly luring. "We all have our kicks don't we?" Victoria raised her eyes back to him again, letting out another annoyed sigh while narrowing her eyes a little bit. Because she didn't really take much enjoyment of the fact that she was stealing from the dead, but she would rather steal from the dead than the living. Sometimes she just forgot she was raised in this world, and nights like this reminded her of who she had been. Who she sometimes happened to miss. Then Victoria shook head a little head, "why are you here? Couldn't resist the chance of me finding something precious?" Victoria raised a little competitive brow while a small cheeky smirk curled up on her lips. Then she once again forced her eyes off him, "but you are the expert right? Where would a rich old white dude hide his most valuable treasure?" Victoria took a step away from the desk and walked a few steps towards the nearest bookshelf, trying to see if anything was out of place, but what would she know, she didn't know the guy. Her eyes shortly, only shortly glanced over at Linus, but she was very aware of his movements.

His eyes narrowed in a playful manner when she told him that everyone had their kicks. He bobbed his head back and forth before he rolled his shoulders back and pushed himself off the door frame letting his arms glide down his sides.
Then she asked him the million-dollar question, why was he hear he shrugged and made a nonchalant almost noncaring expression. “Maybe it isn’t you finding something precious, rather me finding something worth finding” he answered back, very well aware about how cryptic it sounded. He laughed a little when she asked where the old man would have hide his most valuable treasure “Well, to understand that, we have to understand the man” he walked over and took a thirty year old Glen Mackenna “he had taste, too bad it isn’t the thirty five year old” he mumbled, almost to himself as he poured himself a glass turning towards Victoria to see if she would like a glass, pouring her one as well and walked over and handed her the glass, whether she wanted one or not. “Hmm” he hummed before he sat down in the old man’s chair, almost reenacting if he was the person that had been sitting in it for all those years.

Well of course to find something, you sometimes had to go into the mindset of that person. Maybe she had thought out the whole Anthony situation backwards instead of just seeing how they really could have taken on him. She placed that thought in the back of her head for later use. Victoria couldn't resist the small laugh that escaped her lips while he pointed out the man who had lived there at least had great taste. Then turning her head as he opened the bottle to pour up a drink, or two, even if she didn't really reply to the fact of him asking. She clearly didn't need to before he walked over and handed her the glass either way, but she took it. Her eyes didn't move from him as he walked back to the chair and sat down, she simply lifted the glass up and took a smaller mouthful. Then she took her eyes from him again to study the room. There was a lot of expensive things, everything from original paintings, to figures made of gold or crystal she assumed. Then she turned around on her heels and walked towards the desk, sitting on it while turning her head out to the room, seeing it from the perspective. Then she turned her head back towards him in the chair, taking a sip more from her glass, mainly just seeing if he had any clues. "Getting anything?" She wondered taking another mouthful, while she kept her eyes on him, lifting her left brow just a little bit.

You could almost see how the gears were turning in Linus head, his eyes scanning the desk he was placed in front of. Forgetting for a moment the beautiful woman that was standing not far from him, looking rather ravishing. But if there was something that could distract the skirt hunting male, it was the opportunity to find a secret that no one had ever thought to look for. Now, it could just be that this old geezer had nothing interesting besides the very expensive things scattered around. But those were too easy. There wasn’t enough of a thrill in taking those, and he didn’t need money so why would he even bother?
“Maybe” he hummed, putting the glass on the oak tree, then he let his fingers run over the length of the table, letting out a soft breath as he closed his eyes, then his finger found something. A small imprint of some sort. “Oh, Gregory, you old bastard” he chuckled and then he pressed the button down and a small click could be heard in another room. “Well, let’s see what this old man has in store for us” he said getting up and walking out of the room into the other. He let his eyes scan it quickly, it would seem that it was some kind of longue area. Maybe even a place where he had entertained his male friends. How time fitting for this place in general, almost as if it was caught in 1920. Walking over he started pushing off the small bookcase that had been pushed off the wall, just in time to move himself when he heard how a trigger was pulled and buck shots were fired.
“Well, well, well, would you look at that” he hummed pushing the bookcase the rest of the way. Looking directly at the mechanism that had almost landed him in a very painful situation. “Now things just got interesting” he hummed and walked inside.

Victoria downed her drink before watching him et his fingers run over the table, narrowing her eyes a little bit as her head slowly tilted to the left. Pressing a button down, she turned her head to the sound of a small click from another room, raising her brows. Well, she knew there had to be something good in here, it was the reason she had picked the place - but she hadn't expected secret hideout rooms. Victoria's eyes still followed Linus as he got up saying they should see what there was in store for them, and she placed the glass down on the closest surface and followed him. Just like Linus, Victoria's eyes scanned the room she had just entered, but instead of walking in like he did, she just observed it a moment longer. Very thankful, as buckshots were fired, making her head speed up for just a second, daring to take another step forward. "You don't say," Victoria chuckled a little bit, and licked her lips a little bit before following along, keeping her senses very much open to everything around them. It was a older building for sure, not just on the way it was styled. The man had liked to keep things the same, taking good care of everything making sure it was clean and proper. It was a long time since she had been a part of something that wasn't mafia related to having a target on your bag, but still giving her heart that kick it needed to feel just a little bit more alive than she did Yesterday. "See, I always find the right spots," she chuckled a little lower still looking around them wondering what was in store.

“Sure do” he chuckled, not really thinking about whether she had found it or there had been other means of information that he didn’t want to think about right now. Besides, wasn’t the rumour that she wasn’t hanging around southside as she normally did because of the ‘King’ Anthony had come back. “How’s that werewolf of yours?” he asked not really caring about her answer as he walked further inside. His fingers gliding over the uneven surface of bricks and gently found another pressure point and slipped it into the right position; another click was heard, and light was being turned out down a narrow passage of stairs. “Hmm, I’m betting that he was old Nazi“he mumbled, knowing that a lot of older people that had once been in close proximity with Hitler, had ensured a whole lot of stolen treasures. That meant that no one was really looking for these things, which meant that they would be extremely easy to fence off on the black marked. Which in his mind was better than candy land for a child.

Victoria blinked for a second by the mention of that werewolf, for some time there she had completely forgotten about the fact that Rafael was sitting home waiting for her - or so she assumed, or who knew - maybe he was at some bar getting into yet another fight where she would have to get yet another call from Ethan that Rafael could be picked up the next morning. Well, she didn't really reply nor did it looked like Linus actually wanted the answer to the question. But she kept walking further into the room, stepping closer towards Linus as he seemed to find something, and then the click. Her eyes darted towards the narrow passage of stairs that showed for their eyes. "Wouldn't be surprising," Victoria mumbled a little bit and narrowed her eyes a little as her snow leopard eyes started to glow in its light green color, letting her get a hold on the darkness that they were headed towards. "Let's see what awaits us," She chuckled a little standing close next to him, turning her head slowly towards him for a moment before looking towards down the stairs again.  Her eyes looked for the light switch, but only found the torches. "Just gonna stand there and look pretty or you wanna cast some light over this?" She asked tilting her head a little bit. Of course she could see in the darkness, but she wouldn't mind a fire.

He looked over his shoulder with a grin on his lips. “What, having trouble seeing in the dark?” he asked, not that he would ever say no to use his powers, but he wasn’t as manic about it as his brother sometimes could be. Maybe it was the fact, that Linus could let his entire body catch on fire, much like a human torch. Besides sometimes it was better not to light up too much, it would only draw unwanted attention. But since they were walking underground, he didn’t see anything against making a little light. His hand caught on fire, and he let it pass the torches that had been hung up on the wall as he passed them, lighting up the stone stairs until they came to massive Oaktree door. A small hum left him as he narrowed his eyes and titled his head. “Seems like I need to take skills into use again” he opened his jacket and pulled out a small kit of tools that would help him open the door.
He squatted down and placed a hand on the rough surface. Closing his eyes, he tried to see if he could visualize what would be waiting for him on the other side, he had already triggered one trap, he wouldn’t care much for ruining his clothes. “Shouldn’t take long” he announced and as he started working on the lock, he kept his word, not a few second after there was a soft click. Then he got up and opened the door, being confident that the trap had been the only one. The room was completely engulfed in darkness, and it took a while before his eyes corrected to seeing in the dark again. “Wow” he mumbled, before he walked over and let his flaming hand grab around one of the torches inside. Gold bars, paintings and other stolen treasures were lying all around. A low whistle left Linus “Well, the old fart left us a little parting gift” he grinned and walked over and started looking at some of the paintings.

She made a small snort, because really her eyes didn't mind the darkness yet there was something in her that liked the warmth from the fire like a moth being lured by the flames. So, she just chuckled a little afterwards as she had turned her head a little to see how his hand caught on fire and passed it to the torches, giving them a chance to see better. Reaching the end of the stairs she let her eyes scan the door for a moment, locked obviously. Here even if Victoria knew how to unlock a door, there was no way she could actually do it as fast as Linus could - he did also have few more years of experience, "seems so". So, she just crossed her arms a bit and let most of her weight towards her right hip while observing him picking up the lock. Not that it took long. Victoria let go of her grab around herself again and walked inside once the door was open. Her eyes once again glowed a little bit to try adjusting the darkness she was around, taking a smaller breath in to try get a idea of what sort of room they were dealing with. However, she was thankful for the light he provided from putting the torces on fire so they could actually see more clear.

Victoria walked some of the shelves with all sorts of objects, boxes that were locked. Boxes in all sorts of material. What she was fan of was the heavily sealed stone boxes where it would have taken a few good blood demons to get down here at least. Moving her hands she was able as if it was nothing to remove the stone lit from one of the boxes and place it on the ground without breaking a sweat. "Sweet," she squatted down and started to unbox a little, seeing some rather spectacular jewels, gemstones. Some more enchanted than the other, she could feel that from the vibrations of the stone. "Like a child walking into the candy store," she chuckled a little bit picking up some of the stuff, before getting up on her feet again looking around at the other boxes of hidden secrets and delicate things, then moving her eyes to the paintings and gold bars. Not that she knew where to store any of it. Rafael would for one not be happy about her bringing more into the house. Because, he was no longer a criminal as he said. Then hitting the bar and got into yet another fight, ending up in yet another jail cell for hours - it was just a different crime. "Find anything good?" She wondered and walked over next to him to see what he was finding.

“More like a child being able to take everything from the candy store, and no one would be the wiser” he hummed in agreement, because this was indeed like being a kid in a candy store. You had no idea where you should start.
He walked around a little, not that the room was all that big. Maybe twelve square feet? He found a couple of paintings store up against the wall and started looking through them. Just as she asked if he had found something good, he let out a small whistle “I think I did” he titled his head, “say Victoria, do you still have contact to Elena Ahlers?” he asked, looking over his shoulder, knowing it was a sore topic. But, well, Linus would be lying if he said he cared about stuff like that. One should always remember who they were dealing with. Thieves. Criminals. Sometimes friends had to stab another friend in the back, to get ahead or to save their own ass. Hell, there had been times where Linus and Francis had to choose between one another, and sometimes it hadn’t always ended good for one of them. “She kind of went off the grid after Angelos got their hands on her, and well” he turned back to the paintings “This would be right up her alley and could give us a lot of money if she would be able to replicate a few” he hummed, already seeing the big money potential hanging onto the real deal, and then start selling the fakes.

She let her eyes run over the paintings. Then he mentioned Elena, or Eris as Victoria knew was the name the demon went by these days. And yes, the friendship between Victoria and Eris had had some rocky movements, but as of now Cassian had convinced Vic to give Eris the benefit of the doubt. Her dark brown eyes caught his as he looked over his shoulder, “I do, I know her whereabouts that is,” she clicked her tongue a little bit and tilted her head. Then like him she turned her eyes towards the paintings again, because he was right. This would be something for Eris for sure. “ Well if we find a location I can give her a call, see if she is interested in a proposal” Victoria suggested, because well she knew how to reach Eris even if it had been a few months. This night had just tuned up with a sort of excitement she had been missing from her life in a while, it was nice, feeling just a little like herself again.

“Good, I would very much like that” he said clicking his tongue as he let his fingers glide over the frame of the photo “if not her, I have to get in contact with that boy of hers, he is just as talented, but as far as I know, he runs around doing charity work now” he shook his head while he spoke out loud, not really caring just how it came across.
The truth of the matter was, that no matter how far away you tried to get from this life, it would always end up finding you again. Either it was the thrill of it you were missing, or the people that you thought you had left behind, would come back to haunt you. Good or bad. Mostly bad if you took into account what kind of crowd you were running with.
He finally turned around and looked at the dark-skinned shapeshifter. “So, southside, what the hell happened?” he asked, walking towards a stool, and sat down. He pointed towards a crate “I think you’ll find some very fine whiskey in one of those if you would rather have something to wash that feeling down with” he said with a smile and winked at her.

Victoria would have better luck getting in touch with Eris than Charles, even if she knew about him, like Linus said; Charles did mostly some sort of charity work or social work as some would call it. Then he mentioned what had happened at Southside, making her move her eyes towards his, watching sit down on a stool, then pointing towards a crate. "You just know how to speak to my heart huh?" She spoke rather sarcastic then walking over to open the crate, letting a small laugh out, "and when you are right you are right," she picked up one of the bottles and opened it. "To answer your former question," Victoria turned to look at Linus again taking a step closer towards him while taking a few mouthfuls of the whisky. "Anthony Kingsnorth and Calliope happened," she exhaled rather annoyed, "one of their classic, our way or no way deals - but there is no way in hell I would follow their way," she mumbled the last part taking another sip, then handing him the bottle if he wanted any.

A cheeky laughter left him, and he winked to her. “You know it doll” he chuckled, knowing that it wasn’t everyone that enjoyed his company, and he had gotten his fair share of drinks in his face because he didn’t feel like putting much thought into what he said. Being cautious wasn’t really who he was, even if he was rather good at his job, it was after all his brother that made sure that he also got out of it alive.

“I’m always right darling, thought you knew that by now” grabbing the bottle he pressed his brows together while taking in the news that Calliope and Anthony were back in town. That couldn’t bode well for anyone, in fact he would rather have Anthony always stayed far away from him; at all times. But that could also mean that him and his brother should visit him and just show him that he wasn’t that big of a hot shot that he was walking around thinking.
“Funny how the man always thinks that he has the right to everything, he is just a borderline little kid, begging for his mother’s attention, he is sick” he mumbled shaking his head. Now Linus wasn’t pretending that he was a good guy or that he treated women as they deserved half of the time. But at least he didn’t lock anyone up, just because he could or because he wanted something that he might never be able to get.

One of the pure perks of being behind the bar at a place like The serpents was the information you got when people sat and poured their hearts out, or chatted with the bros, forgetting the extra ear. And if anything, Victoria was good at keeping a conversation going or simply just keep people talking. So, it wasn't any secret that she knew that Anthony and Calliope weren't possibly the fan favorites in the eyes of Linus, and Francis for that matter. "Got that one right," she replied in a small mumble, grabbing the bottle from his hand and took a sip while walking behind him, keeping her eyes on the objects they were surrounded by, then shaking her head a little bit, "enough about that psycho though, it's not like I can do anything about him," Victoria knew she would die trying if she even dared attempting going up against him, and it wasn't like she was foolish enough to do that. Not by a long shot. But she missed it, the bartending, the environment and the people - now all she did day long was working endless hours and sitting at home - more sitting home these days than actual work.

Victoria walked a little bit closer placing her free hand on the back of the stool where Linus sat, and took another mouthful, handed him it again, "It reminds me, you never guess what I found in the garage earlier -" she moved her eyes towards him lifting her brow slightly daring with a cheeky little smirk pulling on her lips.

Linus made a small huff, and his lips curled into a half-smile before turning around so he could look at her. His brow raised as she mentioned something in the garage. “Is that so?” he narrowed his eyes as if he thought about what she might have uncovered. It could be many things; people tended to keep all types of garbage in their garage. It was like a central station of bad decisions and things that the wife didn’t want in the house. He had never understood that whole thing about women being in charge of what went inside of the house and men constantly trying to buy things they would enjoy, and when they came home with it, she decided whether there was a place for it or not.
“Well, colour me curious, what did you find in the garage?” he asked, pushing himself up from the stool he had been sitting on. Grabbing the whiskey, she was walking around with and placed it against his lips while keeping eye contact with the pretty shapeshifter in front of him.

Her eyes followed him as he stood up, keeping them locked with his. "A few good cars, a lovely blue 1963 Porsche and the like. They just need a loving hand, and should be worth a good hand," she raised her brow a little with that cheeky little smirk playing on her lips. Now, she hadn't come here for the cars, because cars weren't that easy to get away with, but Victoria had the skillset to touch up the cars and she knew so did Scorpio, and well Linus had the skill and experience of getting away with well, pretty much anything. Then she picked her phone up, since she had sent a word out, she just waited for Eris to call back. "Hey Elena," she started well - Victoria wouldn't want to be the one blowing the new cover if Eris would rather some not knew her by Eris, so thereby also letting her know what kind of situation this call was about. "I'm standing here with a rather handsome fella of ours, and we have found some goods that might be in your interest -- we will bring it to you if you are interested, just let me know the location," she didn't take her eyes of Linus' while speaking to Eris, letting her lips pull up into a bit cheekier smile.

He raised a brow and then let out a small whistle of appreciation. “The 1963 356b or 911?” he asked, motioning with his head that they should get going so he could take a look at these cars she had been speaking about. Because if there was something other than making money that Linus cared about, then it was cars, the best invention brought to this world by humankind. Old and new cars, depending on the model, of course.
Not that they got very far before he heard the phone vibrating in her pocket. Hearing Elena on the other side. “Fancy hearing from you” Eris chuckled and then hummed along as she explained why she had called. “Well, that sounds intriguing; if you can find your way to the abandoned smile, then go to Melody drive, there will be a red house in the middle of the road, knock three times, and I’ll know it’s you, see you soon” Eris hung up again, and Linus lifted a brow. “She always had a flair for the theatricals, huh?” he chuckled and then started walking up the stairs “let’s see if we can get one of those cars you talked about running.”

"356b," she replied letting her lips pull up into a cheekier smirk. Then headed with them in the direction, luckily Victoria could walk and talk at the same time, but stopping for a second by the mention on meeting in Southside, Victoria didn't really go on Southside anymore - but before Victoria really could complain about that matter, Eris hung up again. Then again Victoria also knew Eris wouldn't put her in a situation where she would end up facing Anthony. Then letting out a little half chuckle, "that she does." Victoria then followed Linus up the stairs, and walked through the house knowing just where she had been before they had headed downstairs. "Of course we can, I would say we are the dream team when it comes to cars," she chuckled a little bit, while moving around the house. It was a big house after all, "she should know I'm not allowed in Southside - at least according to Anthony," she mumbled a little bit, especially after last time. She fished the keys up she had found earlier from the jacket pocket and tossed a set to him as she spun around, and headed to the door that would lead them to the garage. Victoria opened the doors and turned on the lights, she had already made sure that dust and dirt covered the small windows, no one outside would be able to notice the turned on lights. "Knock yourself out," she made a gesture towards the cars just left alone to collect dust in the big garage.

Linus let out a small snuff as Victoria spoke about the fact that Anthony didn’t think that Victoria should be in Southside. “Fucking Anthony thinks he can just drive in and take over with no consequences” he shook his head, one day, his time would come, and Linus would pay extremely good money to be there to watch how the light would leave his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the keys that she threw him. His eyes glided over the set, and a smile spread over his lips. As they finally walked into the garage, he looked around to see if there was a car that looked in better condition than the others. It needed to bring them all the way to Southside. “No”, he made a small whistle before walking over to the Lamborghini Miura in a dark green colour and brown leather seats. “This one is in mint condition!” he exclaimed, having a hard time concealing his excitement. “Right, we are taking this one!” he walked over and looked at the rack of keys and grabbed the one for the Lambo before running back and opening it. “Come on, sweetcakes! We don’t have all night,” he laughed as he turned on the engine “purr for me, baby,” he said as his hands glided over the leather wheel. This might be one of the better days in his life.  

Victoria kept standing in the door letting Linus out in the garage, and couldn't help but smile at the excitement he contained about all of it, also letting him pick, because it wasn't like she had held any plans for it when she got here. She had just been here for a quick little look for what was good, since no one really seemed fond of her extra curricular activities - but this was different and she liked it. Truly just feeling how much more she felt like herself, way more than she had done for perhaps years, but especially over the last couple of months. Right, we are taking this one! Victoria nodded a little, walking closer as he found the key,  then walking closer towards the beautiful car before her eyes, as Linus called for her. "Someone is excited," she chuckled a little bit before walking over and sat inside the car, closing the door to the car. The smile playing on her lips couldn't possibly be erased, and she loved how warm her heart was feeling in this moment and licked her lips a little bit. Then she turned her front towards him, "you want to bring the goods or take Elena to the goods?" She wondered. For sure no one was going to get here till the morning either way, and the drive wasn't long. And well even if Linus had said they didn't have all night, Victoria had no plan on going back to Rafael right this moment. Even as her phone started buzzing she picked it up and declined the call, before putting it down again. She had better things to do than start another argument in this moment, especially since she finally was feeling some sort of excitement and happiness.

“How can you not be excited?” he said with a toothy grin, looking towards her giving her a wink before thinking it through. “We bring her to the goods, then she can tell us what is worth duplicating and what would be better to sell as it is,” he said, turning on the machine and driving out of the garage.
“Besides, the less we need to stay in Southside, the better, at least until that roach Anthony has been taken care of”, he huffed, not really feeling up for a fight when he didn’t have Francis with him to back him up. Still didn’t mean that there wasn’t a slight irritation in the back of his mind that wanted very badly at that, to go to the Serpents bar and give the bastard a piece of his mind. But that would be something they could take care of at another time. Right now, they were going to see just how rich they were going to get off of this Hitler loving bastard.  
When they were out on the open road, he pressed down the speeder “let’s see just how much this baby can do!” he laughed and saw how the speedometer started to incline, nearing the double what they were allowed to drive on this road. “Almost no sound, what a find!” it was extremely hard for him to contain his boyish side when sitting in such a beauty. But that he thought Victoria would find it annoying. But who knew? Not that he actually cared; he was having fun.

She lifted her hands up, "I'm not here to judge," Victoria chuckled a little bit. Then listening to how they were going to do things. Nodding in agreement, besides as he said, the less time in Southside the better as long as Anthony was around. "Sounds like a plan," she replied with a light chuckle and licked her lips a little as they headed out of the garage and headed towards the open road. It was like driving in the air, letting a soft laugh escape her lips, as she didn't mind the speed, if anything it had been far too long since she had just driving mindlessly on the open road. Which had her wonder for a second when and why she had stopped? "Go nuts," she chuckled a little bit as he then pressed the speeder further down, once again, she didn't mind, to her it was like flying in her golden eagle shape, the dive was always the greatest feeling, the rush just before avoiding the ground. So, she closed her eyes just took in the feeling with a toothy smile on her lips, "just like flying," she mused followed by a light laugh. Okay, this was far from how she had expected her night to be, but damn it was worth it.

Even as they reached Southside in no time, and she could feel the fear making her heart skip a beat. She hadn't crossed the border since October, it was a long time by now, and she knew the amount of shit she would get from Rafael, Lucas and everyone else for just even being here right now - if they knew. Well, sometimes you had to simply chose not to tell some things - right? But she knew every area of Southside in the back of her hand, so she could get them off the roads where she knew Anthony's people would do nothing but trace and track people making sure Jack, Eric, Lauren and her didn't return to the promised land.