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Kora sighs as she gets out of a van that transported her to the new masters house. She had picked the locks on the hand cuffs and rubs her wrist. The guards just glare at her, she always pick the locks on everything. Her cloths are skimpy and quite bad a**, though she doesn't mind it all. "Another new master to drive crazy." She says softly and glares as the guard nudges her roughly, knocking on the door.

She crosses he arms and he hips sway some as she waits, quite bored of it all. She starts to wonder what her master will be like, what will he look like? After a while she shakes her head some and looks at the door. She just waits for the new master to open the door, her heart pounding quickly.

Kora was a bit shocked to heard a dog barking, not being a fan of animals. She looks at the man who answers the door, he was quite handsome. Rudely pulling her hand away from the dog as it licked her hand. She hates any animal that relates to a police, which the German Shepard seems to resemble."Sorry, animals aren't my forte." She says softly, her eyes locking onto the master once more.

"Kora... Just Kora... No nickname." She says calmly and fallows him into the kitchen, hopping on the counter. Glancing around the kitchen some, curious to what he has to eat. "Can I get a Peanut butter and pickle sandwich? Dill pickles..." She replies calmly and examines him to see what his reaction would be to her odd request.

Kora blinks as he actually made the weird request, though she takes the sandwich. "I hate pickles." She says after a moment and hops off the counter, walking into the other room as she eats the horrid sandwich. She remembers making this for her little siblings who only ate it because it grossed her out.

Kora just looks around the house, it was pretty nice and didn't seem to have any weaknesses when it came to breaking in."I'm a thief..." She says plainly and tosses Marus his dog's tags. It was easy to snatch the dog tags, but it was pretty easy too.She finishes the sandwich and brushes the crumbs off her hands. "I don't trust cops...I have a huge family..." She adds to her previous statement.

She just sighs,it was her luck to be stuck with a cop who doesn't want her to steal. Stealing for her is like breathing,sometimes she does It without realizing it. She blinks when he gets up and fallows him, only to feel a pocket knife in his hand. Oops would be an understatement, she isn't quite sure where it came from but she slips it in her masters pocket. "No promises on no stealing-I've been a thief for as long as I remember..." she replies to his no stealing comment, not believing him when he said he'd get her anything.

Kora goes into her room and looks around some, falling back on the bed. It's softer when what she's used to which is a change for her. "Can I ask about cloths?" She ask as her head tilts some,unsure what she will do dro cloths. Will she just wear the same thing over and over or barrow t shirt from him.