The Desperate Designate

Mind-game portrait of ninja-infiltrations man and stalking cop-lady in a Western/Earthling tale of incomplete brain-bias.

A cop/ninja 'consciousness' vignette, loosely drawn from the street-paranoia concepts/imagery from the 'fantastic' American valor law/insanity story (movie) Blue Steel (Jamie Lee Curtis), which I think you'll like, 

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I'd been a blood-diamond smugglers-intercept thief in the West (American Homeland), using a special mask/outfit to cast myself as an eco-capitalism street-theater performer/artist while wielding a prop water-gun set prefilled with HCL for burns/swaps and glass-animal toy placements for eco-message when Officer Charlie began stalking me across the States (Selfie-like!).

ME: You think you're real sharp finding this adjective for thief-chase for cinema.

CHARLIE: I'm a policewoman, and I'm the best, thief-man; I smell vigilante-aura!

ME: Good to think, given our eco-capitalism nonsense landscape, Charlie girl.

CHARLIE: Fear the Super Bowl-TV ad diamonds sully from African shores, yeah?

ME: You guessed my agenda for Hell, Charlie officer; but I won't stop or fail now.

CHARLIE: That's what I trained for...incomplete-distances readings to mad-men.

ME: I'm not mad, Charlie...I'm what Earth needs for ninja-scissors of pain/dirt.

CHARLIE: Are you inferring you create Utopia through James Bond image, pal?

ME: If I'm your friend (or pal!), Officer Charlie, maybe you're mannequin-trophy.

CHARLIE: Hell's the cause for Super Bowl TV-ad cleanup for diamonds and silk!

ME: If we both fail, Charlie girl...it shall be Facebook-like (for Jabberwocky).

Charlie waited for me at an aristocracy get-together in California featuring rich diamonds-investors and wanted to know if she'd find this vigilante-man she'd been chasing, but I wasn't in mask/costume, and I knew her face, but she didn't know mine. I drank with her, swam with her, and even talked romance, but I felt sorry for her, for she'd been chasing someone as arguably as obsessed with this sort of field goal work as she'd become (for the Ego!).

CHARLIE: Fan of Reversi (space-border strategy-thinkers game), pal?
ME: You're beautiful.

CHARLIE: The tricks of Reversi (or 'Othello') concern incomplete-motion gut.

ME: I used to be a great tennis player/athlete, Charlie-girl.

CHARLIE: What'd you call me, pal?

ME: Charlie-girl is what's I said...thought you'd find it a charm, you know?

CHARLIE: No, it's nothing; someone else called me that by e-chat(s); an enemy.

ME: Enemies feel close; maybe that's what makes you Reversi/Othello champ!

CHARLIE: I guess so...I'm on a crusade for hellish detection (for the Ego).

ME: Selfie-like?

"Doing well is the result of doing good. That's what capitalism is all about" (Ralph Waldo Emerson). 

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"Money is everything" (Ecclesiastes)