08-05-2018, 09:21 PM
[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]There was no real reason for her to be here other than the fact that the Typhoon had attacked and now there were problems sprouting up everywhere. She was enamored really at what was going on and even if her interrogation had not quite gone through the way she had planned she was still here to make a statement. It was interesting the things that this world had and as a former human, a former soldier with the ability to kill without remorse she was ready to see what they would throw at her. There was little thought put in about the place she had recently thought about being her 'home'. After all not two days ago she had finally owned up and become one of their members. Perhaps it was to get the off her back or maybe she had a strange and amused respect for Bastille now. Either way it was Bastille and her own reasoning that allowed for her to do it. And now after getting the information and directions she needed the woman found herself walking across the land bridge, over train tracks. Her sleek black form pushed through the build up of grasses from disuse and she was carrying something with her.
A body. The body was of her capture, the one that she had been interrogating and rather or not they understood the a statement of the dead. No matter if the dead came back to life as she had because of this world and how it looped an individuals soul (that was her reasoning for it), she wanted them to understand that she would kill. She would kill over and over again until they realized that hurting someone, robbing for fun would put them on their death beds. Especially when it came to the Ascendants. Her eyes glimmered with malicious intent, the darkening of amber visible for the barest of moments before she crossed off the land bridge and threw the body hard. It thudded up against a nearby tree and laid upon the ground, blood like black tar leaking out of it but she ignored that and instead she took her leave because she had things to prepare, plans that needed to be made up.
[member=590]CAESAR CIPHER.[/member]
A body. The body was of her capture, the one that she had been interrogating and rather or not they understood the a statement of the dead. No matter if the dead came back to life as she had because of this world and how it looped an individuals soul (that was her reasoning for it), she wanted them to understand that she would kill. She would kill over and over again until they realized that hurting someone, robbing for fun would put them on their death beds. Especially when it came to the Ascendants. Her eyes glimmered with malicious intent, the darkening of amber visible for the barest of moments before she crossed off the land bridge and threw the body hard. It thudded up against a nearby tree and laid upon the ground, blood like black tar leaking out of it but she ignored that and instead she took her leave because she had things to prepare, plans that needed to be made up.
[member=590]CAESAR CIPHER.[/member]