If he wants a fight, well now he's got one, and he ain't seen me crazy yet. [Locked]
In Grant Park, hidden in the shade of a group of trees, there's an angry hellhound. Missy's been spending her nights in her behemoth form, sleeping in the shade of the trees and picking off nighttime strollers when she can find them. She's actually in the process of chewing on the remains of one of those said strollers, her teeth and muzzle, unpleasantly painted with blood and gore.
She's not anticipating company of any sort, much less company that comes with large weapons and a promise of doom. Really, she expects humans to be simple and do precisely what they're told to do or else face the consequences. Sydney Bristow struck her as the type who'd probably show up all self-sacrificing and noble to protect her friends, and once she's dead, she can finish off her stupid boyfriend... Or have Logan do it. Logan's been short a lot of fun here lately.
And once that's done, she'll feel comfortable leaving this town with its stupid truce and its namby-pamby demons- ever since Jer vanished, it's like there's no hope for demons with anything resembling bloodlust to have any fun in this damn city.
Fuck that. She'll be glad to see the back of this city, but only after she gets through her unfinished business.
What she fails to realize is that in Chicago, business finishes you.
She's not anticipating company of any sort, much less company that comes with large weapons and a promise of doom. Really, she expects humans to be simple and do precisely what they're told to do or else face the consequences. Sydney Bristow struck her as the type who'd probably show up all self-sacrificing and noble to protect her friends, and once she's dead, she can finish off her stupid boyfriend... Or have Logan do it. Logan's been short a lot of fun here lately.
And once that's done, she'll feel comfortable leaving this town with its stupid truce and its namby-pamby demons- ever since Jer vanished, it's like there's no hope for demons with anything resembling bloodlust to have any fun in this damn city.
Fuck that. She'll be glad to see the back of this city, but only after she gets through her unfinished business.
What she fails to realize is that in Chicago, business finishes you.