by Thaedael » Wed Jun 06, 2012 11:59 pm
@Emily [Do they serve fried chicken and water Melons in hell?]
The man ran past Emily, terror in his eye. He did not even register the limp lifeless form of Zane on the table, knife embedded deeply through his throat. He barely even registered the visceral form of Emily, the avatar of revenge, sex, and rage. Using a small wooden table set next to a tv, he breaks the window, trying to get to the fire escape.
A woman walks into the room, dressed impeccably well. She is wearing a double breasted short woman's vest, pin stripped with white color, the collar of a dress shirt sneaking out from below. She wore a small cut business skirt, running down to her knees, before giving way to nylons, that ended in two feet clad in heeled shoes. She walked into the room, pulling a fedora from her head, long brown hair flowing free from its grasp. She had deep green emerald eyes, offset with the splatter of blood across her face, a harsh smile on her face. She continued to walk forward, the click of heel on the ground, before she extended an arm. Flowing from her leather gloved hand was a large caliber pistol, silencer, flashlight, and laser pointer all attached, before rounding to the Neo-Nazi. He struggled to get through the window before a loud snap was sound, her heel breaking one of his legs. Snap, his other knee broken. "Give back what you returned to me". The neonazi turned head, "Fuck you bitch" he said, before his life was ended in a muzzle flash, his brains spread out across the window.
The lady turned, looking at Emily, before bending over the corpse of the man.
[Dinner time be back in a bit]