[center][h1]Sofia Stien: Icehouse Hideout[/h1][/center]

Well that was brutal, Sofia thought to herself offhandedly. Headhunter indeed. A puzzled expression came over Sofia's face at The Broker's request. Ignore the blood through the floor? What a very odd idea. Sofia had never tried anything of the sort before. She drank the last bit of her second coffee and set it down, standing up and approaching the body, and its pooling blood, slowly. [b]"Hmm. I don't know. I suppose I'll have to try it."[/b] Sofia crouched down next to it and stared at it for a moment, wondering how to go about this, ignoring Lovely and her fleshblade thing. She cautiously placed a finger in the blood and closed her eyes. In that moment she was pleasantly separate from the world, separate from the smell of blood and the residual cold and everything. What was next again? Ah yes the blood. She let herself feel it on her finger, such an odd liquid blood. Hm. The blood... Ignoring the floor. Just like that the blood feel through the solid ground beneath it. However once it left her hand Sofia had no idea what had happened to it. The blood may have kept going until it went beneath the buildings foundation and liquidized then, or it may have become mixed in with the floor as soon as it left her touch. Hm. This raised several questions as to how her power worked in several specific situations. If she was serious about this she might want to find the answers to these questions. If. Opening her eyes again she swiveled to face The Broker. [b]"Hm, I'm not entirely sure where the blood went. I haven't used my power for anything other than what you saw when you recruited me."[/b] She glanced at the body again. [b]"Want me to take care of the corpse too?"[/b] Sofia asked plainly.