Maya gave him a glare, "So many questions.". She shook her head then chuckled, "Yes and...Yes.". She seemed to relax a bit, "My real name is Maya. Just the last name is off. And yeah, I did stab him. Pathetic really, he wasn't watching out.". Maya rubbed her ankle, and her hand grasped onto the dagger, she pulled it out, gave it a small twirl, and put it back. "You'd be surprised what I have hidden, whether that's weapons, gems, other stuff.". Maya gave the officer a smirk, she looked him up and down, he was around her age. She had to admit he was quite fetching in looks, she scoffed at herself, shut up brain.

"Well you said that I could question you," he said crossing his arms. He watched as she pulled out the dagger and was impressed on how she hid it. "What other gems have you stolen," he asks, continueing with his questions, "and how manny other crimes have you commited? Because I figure that stealing gems isn't the only thing you do." Finn is slightly more relaxed now that they were talking instead of being held at gunpoint. He was good at talking his way out of these kind of situations, since he was a social person.

Maya gave a nod, "Very well. I stole the queen's crown jewels, one of my more well-paying captures. A few museum jewels, just smaller ones.". She chuckled, then continued, "I accidentally may have set off a bomb in a president's ball, killing 6 or more.", "Never really anything exciting, boring really...the case I'm on now should hopefully be more of like the queen's case.". Maya didn't know why she was telling a cop, a cop of all people, why was she telling him all of this? She paused and risked a glance at the cop, her eyes met with his own. Looking down, a small smirk and blush creeping over her face she said, "Now I get to ask you questions. What case are you on at the moment? And its only fair, whats your name? You already know mine.".

He listened as she spoke and his eyebrows raised some. I really have my hands full, he thinks, maybe I should've backed away before. "Well I'm not actually on a case at the moment," he answers, "I'm more of a street cop. I go out and patrol and answer calls, nothing like sitting around at a desk and reading paper work. I'm more of a people person anyway." He chuckled some as he talked and hesitated for a moment at the second question. Should I tell her who I am, he thinks, I mean, what could go wrong? "I'm Finn," he says, "Finn Garcia."

Maya nodded, should she say something like...' Nice to meet you.'? Instead, she cleared her throat, gazing at the policeman, Finn..."Well, if you're not going to arrest me then I will be going.". Well, that seemed like a decent enough thing to say, she needed to get going, Maya hadn't planned to have this...talk at all today, and defiantly not with a police officer. She tucked her revolver back into her shorts pocket, it almost immediately got covered by her extremely long hair. Maya nodded once again to the officer before starting to walk down the hall, she paused halfway, looking down at the floor but speaking up, "Im Maya...Maya Hoskins.". She continued down the hall, half expecting the officer to try and stop her.

Finn opened his mouth as if to ask her to stop but no words came out. Maya Hoskins, he thinks to himself, huh. He felt like he should follow after her, but then again he didn't feel like getting a few bullets in him today. "Well shit," he mutteres under his breath before turning and walking the oposite direction, back to where all of the other officers and guards were. Once there he immediately spotted his boss and sighed some and watched as the man approached. "So," the man says, "heard you took chase to some person in a mask. Mind explaining where they are?" Finn thought for a split moment before saying, "Just some teenager pulling tricks to get attention. Apparently his friends dared him to do it." That's believable, he thought as he kept a straight face in front of the chief. The man nodded, "Well next time take someone with you. You're free to leave now anyway, Briggs and his crew are taking over from here." Finn glanced over and saw Briggs, one of the higher up cops and the cop working Maya's cases, leading a guard away from everyone else, most likely to interrogate them. "Sure thing sir," Finn says and walks out of the building and beginning dow the street. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was already darkening as night fell. "I was in there for that long," he said to himself as he looks at the actual time on his phone, "good grief."

Ok- that was longer than I expected XD

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Maya let out a sharp sigh of relief whenever Finn decided not to chase her. She didn't feel like hurting anyone today, though she still would need to get past the other dozens of police before she was quote unquote, safe. Maya put up her mask again, keeping her head down as usual before getting to the door. Once there she picked up her pace, it was more of a speed walk than anything. There weren't as many guards around....but still she needed to be careful. She didn't want to underestimate them and then suddenly she is in a jail cell. Maya was a few feet away from the officers when she let out once more a sigh, she had...gotten out again, but it wasn't a success. She hadn't wiped the cameras of her footage, yet talked to a cop instead. Maya felt as though she did a horrible job tidying up the mess she made, she could have at least read about the key in its historical place in the museum, but no, she just had to have a conversation with Finn...Once getting to the alley again she pulled out the daggers from her boots, the one she stabbed the man's leg with was still bloody, plus she needed to sharpen them. Maya sat down on one of the wooden crates and started sheathing the metal f her blades on the concrete, thinking about how to do her next step...finding the treasure.

Once out of the museum, Finn began his trip back to his apartment. As he walked a taxi pulled up beside him and the driver rolled down the window and asked if he needed a lift. Feeling slightly tired from the day's event, Finn nodded and got into the taxi. After a few minutes of driving and a few random conversations the taxi stopped in front of his apartment. "How much do I owe you," he asks the cab driver as he pulls out his wallet. "Oh- you don't owe me a thing bud," the driver says holding up a hand, "you guys do enough for us anyway." Finn smiled some and got out of the cab, slipping the driver a tip instead. "Have a good night bud," the driver calls and drives off down the street. Finn headed into the apartment building and took the stairs up to the third floor and to his room. When inside, Finn went to his room and changed into some more comfortable clothes before going to figure out some food.

After Maya had sharpened her blades she stood up, put up her hood she walked to town. She had made sure to see if anyone was following her, Maya was hoping to see a friend over at their new apartment, maybe they could be able to talk to her about what to do about her situation...Her friend's name was Joe Harrison, he was an older man, in his late 30s, they had run into each other while hunting for the same diamond. They were both chased by cops, but they easily got away, and ever since then they had been good friends. Maha stopped, looking around at her surroundings one more before seeing a quite handsome cop talking to people, asking them if they had seen "The Queen's jewel thief.". She chuckled to herself, she must be famous, walking up to the man she cleared her throat. Maya was in a sort of disguise, making her different enough so people couldn't easily tell who she was. "Good day ma'am, have you happened to see this girl wandering around, she's been causing a great deal of trouble around," The officer held up a picture of her, and Maya nodded. "Why I saw her just this morning, all the way down to the museum. I saw her heading west, unfortunately, I believe you are searching in the wrong area.". The policeman gave her an appreciated nod, then smiled, "Thank you, ma'am, that is quite helpful.". "Of course, have a good day." Maya walked past the policeman, rolling her eyes after a few feet away, police could be so blind sometimes.

*Would you be okay with her friend living in a room beside or below your character? They could run into each other?