“You’re lucky I don’t need much convincing right now.” They’re heading out into the garden. Which happens to lead right into the river dock.

Easy exit, if she’s ever seen one.

“How good are you at boats?”

📲 Alright nobody

📲 If yes then you probably need my services

📲Oops indeed.

📲Who’s this again?

📲 Are you here from the classifieds?

📲No, you.

📲 Who the bloody hell is this?

❝ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ❞

♡ + ⇄

“Am I a Transformer, now?” A cheeky grin as she glances at him. “But thank you. I like to think there is.”

That’s…yeah, a bit unnerving.

But nevertheless, she makes herself scarce as well, jumping into a portal to take herself to a rooftop one block away.

“Great. And so uh…” There’s still a body to deal with, obviously.

“I think we’re better off…getting out of here.” She does NOT want to deal with questions right now.

A pointed stare at the stranger. “Right, hilarious. That’s…a first, though. So I guess I should thank you.”

-“Was that just…a bloody spirit trying to attack me?” Way above her pay grade.

A spirit crossing over into the corporeal world is something that she isn’t prepared for, but she was quick to raise her pistol towards it.

But thankfully Yeray managed to contain it into…somewhere. “That’s…new.” She huffs, clicking her safety back on and holstering her sidearm.-

-dangerous fellow here. In cahoots with bad people I can’t quite explain, classified. Nothing to see here.” He was a bounty broker for this shadow org she’s been tracking for years. With this data, she might actually slow the flow of new targets from being placed on the board.

Well, the cause of that falling body climbs out of the window and does a bit of parkour, descending to street level nice and safely.

She starts rummaging into his pockets, before pulling out a thumb drive. “Got you no—“ And then she realizes someone else is across the street. “Oh. Dangerous,-

Harsh. About high time for a break, then.

Long day?

Bat symbol on a gray background with a thin yellow outline and black interior

“The symbol represents fear - and hope.”

ㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗙𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗬.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗬𝗘𝗥.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

. 𝑳𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝑫𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒅.

𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒚 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍. | 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉

𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝑫𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 | 𝑺𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍

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° 𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒅 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 — 𝑺𝑭𝑾

° 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔

° 𝑩𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒙𝒖𝒂𝒍 — 𝑺𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉

° #DCRP – #BSRP

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𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑻 \ 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬

-can line it up.”

Already aiming up to the head level, prepping the shot.

“Or an amazing shot. How confident are you?” A quick check of her crossbow’s box magazine. Still five more bolts, no problem.

“You see the one in the rear? Seems like if he turned this way, I’d have an excellent shot.” She’s gauging the distance, and she’s confident of it. “Get his attention and I-

“I losded up with AP, but I think it’s best to go for soft targets. Eyes, mouth, all that.” And without reliable access to her armory, she’s a bit hindered.

“Let’s wait for them to pass, and then we move.” She does eye a mostly-intact SUV nearby. Making a mental note of that.

-pair of bigger ones that seem to be bullying the smaller ones. Probably not the brains, but the power.

And then she sees it. Movement in the grocery store down the road just past the patrol. “Might need to engage. We’ve got potential civvies in there.”

“Also way above my pay grade. And yeah, most of them roar. If you’re lucky, you get ones frothing at the mouth and swinging swords at you.”

Speaking of, she stops and takes cover behind a car wreck, gesturing Tobias to follow.

“Stay low.” Okay, demon patrol. She sees a few human-sized ones and a-

“Me neither. Way above my pay grade. “But I do know that if you shoot a demon enough time, most of them stop moving. If they don’t, then rinse and repeat with a bigger gun.”

And so she begins to walk. Scanning the streets, up and down the way.

“So, how’d you end up…wherever you were?”

“I’m not exactly swamped with firearms right now. Something about the magic in the air wreaking havoc with my portals.” No time to figure it out, either.

“Evie.” She offers a small nod in return. “I’m doing a sweep for any stranded people, and then headed back to our temporary HQ. Up for it?”

-FNX-45, chambered in .45. Proved effective against lots of the smaller demons, though it’s probably lacking for well-armored ones. “Just in case. You can handle it, yeah? Fifteen rounds to a mag, I’ve one more left.”

“You came at a bloody awful time, yeah.” She chuckles and follows him into the nearby building, watching the street.

“And they did. Handled a lot of evac work, got my team on other stuff and well, we’re fighting. Speaking of.” Reaching into her thigh holster, holding her sidearm out grip-first.-