Daily Planner: See Shiva. Crippling. Talk.

[moscownoise]

She sat, patiently, on a park bench, like she has for the past few days.

Ambience had nothing better to do. So she came, and listened to her iPod, waiting for Shiva to arrive.

She is eager to hear an answer...but will not force it out of her.

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[shiva_wusan]

Shiva does not have an answer. This is not something she will decide quickly. It could be something that takes years. Likely weeks at least. She is very deliberate on things like this.

[moscownoise]

She looks up, smiling softly at Shiva.

"After this, just one more. Then I done in Gotham."

Out comes the daily planner again, looking through and tapping it.

"Weapons expert. Barry Marryn."

Ambience nods a bit, pockets the daily planner, and slowly leads the way for Shiva.

[shiva_wusan]

Shiva follows, not having an issue with that in the least. These are not her targets. She's forced herself into the situation but for the better, she hopes.

[moscownoise]

Ambience comes up to the door, then steals away to the side. She focuses her hands.

Car alarms start going off, coming out of nowhere. Dogs bark, cats mewl and hiss, and the noise of shattering glass is heard over and over again, along with doors slamming and opening and slamming and opening...

Barry Maryn's door is thrown open, the man coming out...carrying a shotgun.

Ambience hesitates, sitting in the safety of the alley. She gave up her guns. She feels slightly...lost, at the moment.