Scorn landed in the dark shadows of an alleyway."Ah now to blend it with the norms," she said with a laugh, zipping up the hoodie that had the design of a rib cage on the front, and part of a skull on top. She pulled the hood farther around her face, blocking it from view. One day they all would know her face, one day but for now she kept it hidden until the big reveal. She of course kept doing her shadow teleportation ability to get around the large crowds on the streets and used the roof tops as well to her desire. Every now and then another conduit would pass by, the thought of a potential recruit always in her mind as she watched them but before she asked strangers should would find the faces she had seen in her stay at Curdon Cay, those she had names of. Give them the first come, first serve offer. If they didn't join well she would give one warning and that was it, those that got in her way would be crushed between her hands and she would enjoy watching the life drain from them. The thought gave her a smile.Soon this entire city would be her playground of torture and chaos, oh how excited she was for that day.
"Ashes and ashes they all fall down," She laughed to herself as she continued on her way. She stopped though when she saw a billboard in a prime location to make one of her marks later that day. The mark of the new Reaper gang. It was similar to the old Reaper gang of Empire City but Scorn had felt it needed also a new look, something to show it's new leader and power. So down the skull red blood trails were added to the design, representing a disorder that Scorn had. Due to her beatings she had recieved as a child, she had developed haemolacria, a disorder in which the person cries blood rather then tears. She also added the crossed skulls behind the skulls of the design, similar to that of pirates flags had of the jolly roger. There were also a few other minor modifications. She held her hands up in a square imagining the design. Then another idea popped in her head.
"We can also hang the body of that syndicate guy I killed this morning alongside it, give the Syndicate a warning of what they are messing with," a cold grin going across her face as she called up her gang and told them to hold on to the body she had said to dispose of. She laughed to herself happily, and if anyone was around they no doubt would think she was insane which she practically was.