I'll end this grudge; I'll stain the streets, they'll run with blood...
Somewhere in Chicago, a small Charun is stalking the streets, her expression blank, packing a number of small weapons - not that you'd know it to look at her.
Logan knows by now that Missy's dead - she knows Missy had that score to settle with her little lookalike, and the fact that she's disappeared can't be a coincidence. Logan's going to find the girl, and she's going to kill her. And then... hell, she doesn't know what she's going to do, but there'll be a fucking bloodbath before she's done.
She's been on the hunt for a couple days now, and though she hasn't found any of the people she's looking for... she has left a few bodies behind on the way.
She steps out of an alleyway now, cleaning a knife off with a small cloth that she soon tucks away in her pocket. The knife vanishes into a sheath somewhere. Logan rubs a few small blood flecks from the back of her hand, leaving her fingers stained just a little red, and then starts off down the street, leaving a body slumped in the shadows. He didn't do anything, she doesn't even know him, but oh, it felt good, just watching him bleed and gasp and die. Like she will Missy's little clone, when she finds her, though that one... oh, her she's going to hurt first.
Logan knows by now that Missy's dead - she knows Missy had that score to settle with her little lookalike, and the fact that she's disappeared can't be a coincidence. Logan's going to find the girl, and she's going to kill her. And then... hell, she doesn't know what she's going to do, but there'll be a fucking bloodbath before she's done.
She's been on the hunt for a couple days now, and though she hasn't found any of the people she's looking for... she has left a few bodies behind on the way.
She steps out of an alleyway now, cleaning a knife off with a small cloth that she soon tucks away in her pocket. The knife vanishes into a sheath somewhere. Logan rubs a few small blood flecks from the back of her hand, leaving her fingers stained just a little red, and then starts off down the street, leaving a body slumped in the shadows. He didn't do anything, she doesn't even know him, but oh, it felt good, just watching him bleed and gasp and die. Like she will Missy's little clone, when she finds her, though that one... oh, her she's going to hurt first.