Another sacrifice to a tormentor your world wouldn't understand... [Locked]

[asoultosave]

This is not the best afternoon to leave the safety of wherever you happen to call home, but Bianca de Luca is not about to let the frigid winter air keep her from a drink and a smoke. She's bundled up in a coat, headed towards Terrence's bar, and lighting a cigarette, not really paying much attention to her surroundings, because she's used to this

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[kineticmachine]

Seeing as Bianca's done absolutely nothing wrong, and neither has her ward, there's no reason to suspect that the young(-appearing) man also heading toward the bar, about a block or so behind the angel, means her any harm at all

[asoultosave]

Bianca pauses briefly to finish her cigarette, because for all Terrence is an agreeable shapeshifter and tends to respect anything from wings-out to the occasional archangel skirmish provided it doesn't do too much property damage, he will throw you on your ass if you smoke in his bar

[kineticmachine]

Arlin waits for a bit, nursing his own drink very slowly at a table a bit behind her. He's watching her out of the corner of his eyes, mentally grumbling about the necessity of close-and-personal hits in a public space (usually he'd prefer to be a building over with his crossbow or sniper rifle), so when she gets up and starts walking away from the bar, he surreptitiously follows.

And catches her in the doorway to the backroom, out of sight of the other patrons. One hand is over her mouth and he's fired a shot into her stomach, through her spine, the incapacitating shot. Messy, but it'll do for now. Then he swings the gun up to her heart, figuring if Cole wants her to deliver a message, Cole wants her recognizable and therefore a headshot won't do.

[bigtimebackwash]

Bianca doesn't know what to think when the hand goes over her mouth- her first thought is demon, but the hand's human temperature, and she has no idea why on earth a human would be doing this. The gutshot cuts off all lines of thinking and her mind is just a haze of please don't go after Vaughn- not my ward, not my ward, because it's a distinct possibility and her own life doesn't even figure into this, and it might have eventually, but the shock sets in and she's not really thinking of much of anything anymore.

And then suddenly, rather than the final bullet what comes is an explosion somewhere in the backroom, strong enough to throw the two of them to the ground. It's meant to be more of a smoke-bomb (with a rather unpleasant kick to it) than an actual incendiary, but it's sufficient enough to provide adequate cover for someone to sneak in, grab Bianca, and make a run for the back.