It starts with a phone call...

[psychette10]

Another bright sunny day in Santa Barbara, California. Jackie was holding down the fort at Psych HQ while Shawn and Gus were out on a case. And by holding down, she meant that she was usurping Shawn's chair to sit in, Shawn's desk to put her feet on, and Shawn's stash of Captain America comics to read

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[superhawk]

If it's Jake's house, someone's already beaten her there, a big pretty bird with no life whatsoever. Jake's place just happens to be a lovely place for thermals and soaring~

[psychette10]

Of course she sees the hawk up there. Gorgeous bird, even from this distance. But she's got a mission [dun dun DUN!] and she's got to scope out this kid's house.

Without getting into trouble. Jackie spins around a nearby lamppost on her skateboard, keeping an eye on the front to get a feel for it. Now where would someone hide a blue glowy box thing....

[superhawk]

And the hawk is still above her, unnoticeable.
No one cares about birds, except for the ones he doesn't want to be noticed by.

((was waiting for Jake, but. :o))

[psychette10]

[ooc: same but maybe we can go till he shows up :)]

Actually, there didn't seem to be anyone around the house. Or on the street. Jackie looks right, then left, before going up to the gate and carefully climbing over it.

Probably wasn't in the backyard but it was worth a shot. She skirts the house, trying to look like she's supposed to be there. Just in case.