[center][h1]KARA CHENG[/h1][/center]

Kara hopped off of her bicycle and dropped the kickstand, parking it near the front steps of the small apartment building where she was to make her delivery. Adjusting her visor she reached into the basket on her red fourteen-speed and lifted out a large rounded plastic container, her delivery to be made.

It was a bright, sunny day. The warm sun welcomed on her olive skin. She looked at the slip in her right hand as she headed up the front steps and through the front door of the building. [i]Third floor, five B…[/i]
She ascended the stairs, the small building not having an elevator. She soon came to the specified door and knocked three times, waiting as she heard heavy footsteps on carpeted floor. The door opened and she was met with an eager-faced woman in her mid thirties. 

“Mori Sushi! Here’s your order!” Kara said with a bright dimpled smile. 


By day Kara Cheng was a simple delivery woman for a sushi restaurant roughly thirty minutes away from her small apartment. She commuted by bike as she did not own a car, and in truth in the worst of traffic days her bike was more effective than driving or hailing a taxi. Of course she often mused to herself about using her super speed but that was too risky in broad daylight, and certainly in public regardless of time. Scarlet Shadow was an unknown, and aside from a small handful of contacts and known underworld figures no one new of the super powered master thief living in the fair city. Well, at least not the super powered part. No name, alias, general identity, or formulated modus. And that’s how Kara intended it to stay.

For now, she would just suffer being a daytime worker as a facade and when the day came she had amassed enough wealth to retire and rest on her laurels - she would.  
Having just finished her last delivery she made her way back to Mori’s, handed in the payment, and clocked out for the day. She changed out of her uniform in the restroom and from their took a deliberately long route that took her over an hour to get home. Partly because she enjoyed riding her bike, and partly because she like to be careful. 

When she reached home she double chained her bike outside as usual and then headed in the back door. She lived in a small condominium that had a living room, kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom. Small, cozy, and cheap yet still on the decent side. She showered and helped herself to some leftovers in the fridge and then had a seat on her couch.

She had already looked over everything in the envelope and the diadem had been handed off to a contact who would pass it along to a fence she knew. At current she was awaiting two calls, one from her fence and the other from this mysterious Astra who had promised her more work that night. Each day after work she would come home awaiting the call. Granted she had also kept the cheap phone on her person during work in case the call came during, and so far nothing. But Kara was patient and she would wait.