The silence was deafening.
Her brown eyes snapped open. Silence. Odd. With one arm, Hope immediately pulled the thin blanket off from her body and with a sudden roll, she pushed herself right off of the bed she had taken so much comfort in a few seconds ago. Shit. The sunlight shining through the edges of her curtains confirmed her suspicions. Without the usual sounds of honking and chatting that passes by her window every single morning, the sun now lingered high in the sky. "Oh you're kidding me..."
It wasn't like Hope to sleep in, especially not on her assignment days. But here she stood, her hands clinging to the edges of the curtains, pulling it back just to shield her eyes from the sudden sunlight that now filled her small apartment. Then again. She was reading over her new assignment's profile just the night before. Salazar Eres. Even as she had just woken up, her mind was as clear as day, remembering with nearly photographic memory everything she scanned over the night before. She had always taken the effort to remember everything she can about the human she was assigned to, given that it was easier memorizing than actually understanding them, the latter still a mystery to her.
Snapping out of her daze, she turned her head from the window, her hands at the same time pulling her pale blonde hair into a ponytail. She didn't exactly have time for perfection, nor did she care for such, simply that she was most definitely late on her schedule. Grabbing a thin white jacket from her chair along with a white messenger bag, Hope fled out of the small apartment she had rented for the time being, having been given the location of the man just a week before. Charleston, South Carolina. Not exactly the most welcoming place she has seen. "Hello, Hope!" A friendly voice rang from the right of her as she turned her head, the old woman who had rented the apartment to her called from the yard on the right. "Good morning, Mrs. Davidson." Hope gave her a friendly nod before hurrying off toward the location she had been walking to already. Although she took a liking to the old woman, she usually kept out of the human's ways. They were too unpredictable for her liking.
"Alright. Let's do this." She held out the small notebook from her bag, putting a pen between her teeth as she recounted the things she remembered from the night before, "Cause of death... Car crash.." She mumbled through the pen as she looked down her notebook, filled with information on every single one of her assignments. Humans.. She sighed in exasperation at the cause of death. There was a reason she didn't use cars to get around places. Then again, she had been alive for way too long, and seen far too much what modern innovations can do to humans. But just as she turned her attention away for one second at the sound of laughter down the streets, a sense of emptiness filled her. What am I doing.. But she couldn't take her eyes away from the couple to the left of the streets, throwing the beach ball toward their twin children, the family dog barking its life away on the side. She forced her eyes away from the family, forcing herself to look down at her notebook. If there was one thing about humans that fascinated her, it was definitely their sense of familial relations.
"Right.. Back to what's-his-face." She continued her walk down the street, and it was a matter of minutes before she laid her eyes upon the familiar house which she had memorized the looks of the night before. Her eyes scanning the building, studying its structure. Keeping her footsteps quiet and light, she made her way around the house, stopping just at a large pine tree on the side of the building. With nimble hands and feet, she pushed herself up onto the tree, taking a self-praise in her casual choice of clothing for the day. Her arm grabbed onto the thick branch on her right, pulling herself up into the branches that overlooked the window in front of her, a faint smirk rising on the corner of her lips. This was too easy. She didn't exactly follow the conventional rules of "Human Stalking", always choosing the play the game her own way.
"Now exactly who are y-" She squinted her eyes, attempting to look into the window before she noticed she had subconsciously leaned slightly too far, the corner of her feet slipping off of the large branch she had swore she had a balance on. With as much quietness as she could muster, which wasn't much, she grabbed onto the branch on her side, and within seconds, nearly her entire half of her body hung from the tree. Well isn't this just my day? She thought bitterly, and with as much grace as she could manage, which once again was not much at all, she landed on the ground with a thud. "I love my job... With much sarcasm lingering in her voice, she spoke up at the sky, knowing exactly who was listening.