Characters: Datura, whoever wants to jump on in with her
Content: Guess who found out Odd's in Manhattan...we need to think this over.
Location: Wandering the streets.
Time of Day: Afternoon
Warnings: None, at the moment.
Odd was here. Her dear little Oddie, right here in this city. She knew he would be waiting for her, prepared to apologize for sicking that terrible little cougar of his on her.
He'd do more than apologize. She would make sure of that. There was that little Lilia girl, too. Datura would make sure to give Lilia everything she deserved for her aid in finding the poor lost boyfriend.
Datura just needed a little C4 first~.
That wasn't what she was out for right now, though. First she needed someone to help her, someone she could drag around, who wouldn't give a second thought when she wanted him to kill that pesky little kid down the hall. Most men in the city weren't worth it, she had realized after only a short time. Skinny, frail from malnutrition. No good for heavy lifting.
Maybe, if this failed, she'd go dig up a couple corpses.
Oh how dreadful that sounded. Perhaps a morgue instead.