~Allison Hillard~
"My my...maybe this could be fun?"
Location: ???
Time: Roughly ten PM, two hours before meeting time.
Ah, the night air was so blissfully cool and crisp this fine morning. The only thing that would make it better was a light drizzle. Something to...set the mood. A little Beethoven, maybe? Bach? Hmm...No, no. Mozart. Definitely feeling Mozarty today. A small gust of wind blew the hair out of her eyes as she walked down the darkened street. Pulling the over sized jacket she was wearing tighter around her, she moved into the darkened alleyway that she had gotten rather well acquainted with the past year.
She walked far into the alley, the tall buildings overhead blocking out the moon from view as she approached the door that led to what amounted to as her home. She unlocked the padlock on the rust door and moved inside, locking it from the inside as she entered. The was dim, the small, musty smelling hallway and set of narrow stairs that the door had led too was barely large enough for two people to pass through somewhat comfortably at the same time.
With a tired sigh, she walked up the creaky stairs to the place she had called home for the last year or so. Ever since she dropped out of school and decided to live 'off the grid' as one might say. The stairs led all the way to the top floors of the apartment, making for a bit of a tiring trek but it was a fairly easy way to daunt most curious trespassers that weren't very...actively inclined. The door at the top of the stairs looked just as rusted and worn as the one below it, and was also locked with a complicated looking mechanism but she easily dealt with it and opened it with little trouble.
The inside of the room, was definitely not what one might expect of the rickety slum building.
The loft consisted of one large room, with only three doors leading to a few smaller ones and a set of stairs leading up to the rarely used roof. The room itself appeared to be kitchen, living room, and bedroom with no windows to the outside. Using what little of her parents money she could, she had renovated the top floor of the old building. It wasn't the most structurally sound place, but it'd definitely do for her purposes. One of the doors led to the bathroom. Another to a small closet and storage space.
The third? Well, that was where she entertained 'guests'.
Throwing off the coat carelessly onto the floor, her facial bones restructured themselves, the toothy grin she formed on it disappearing in moments as the bones sunk back into her skin, leaving only two bony pads just under her ears. Next, off came the bloody shirt she was wearing. Not her blood, of course...one of her less fortunate little playmates. A small time hero caused her more trouble than she had expected. Made for quite a bit of fun, but in the end she just couldn't feel satisfied. Next, off came the pants followed by the boots and gloves as she headed into the bathroom.
A warm bath sounded absolutely delicious right now. As she ran the water and lowered herself into it, she had to ponder what exactly was she going to do. She had received a rather...interesting proposition not long ago. Something about some container or something in the shipping district. It sounded rather shady to be honest...but well, maybe this was something that she could have fun with. She had her own goals but the routine had gotten rather stale. She needed something to shake things up a bit. Some little playmates to have fun with.
...why not? Could be fun. She opened the pill bottle next to her, and swallowed the supplement.
had to have her daily dose of nutrients, after all.
About an hour and a half later Allison arrived at the shipyard, humming a light tune to herself as she approached the entrance. Security was lax. Two guards...two fairly quirk-less guards it seemed. Or at least, guards with quirks that she could easily deal with as long as she had the element of surprise. Hmm...it'd be a wonderful way of starting off the festivities, but yet she also just finished cleaning the blood off of her other jacket and was somewhat hesitant to get this one dirty again so soon.
...
Ah, whatever. She didn't care and she didn't particularly have the patience to deal with them at the moment.
"Ah, uhm guard persons sir!" She called out to the guards.
"I apologize for the intrusion but u-uhm I seem to be a bit lost and was wondering if I could ask one of you a question."This of course, got both of the guards attention. And of course, they were also quite suspicious of some random teenager appearing out of nowhere wanting to ask them a question. One of the guards seemed to roll his eyes, shaking his head as he pointed to her. She couldn't make out what he was saying, but it was probably him telling the other to go deal with her. After a few seconds of seeming to argue with each other one of the guards shrugged and started walking towards her.
"Alright, what do ya need brat?"How rude, but she couldn't exactly blame him.
"R-right. Uhm...argh this is embarrasing uhm...I live here getting lost is not cool..." She fidgeted nervously, checking the corner of her vision just to see if the other guard was currently watching...and he wasn't. Suddenly, her smiled turned into a toothy grin filled with incredibly sharp teeth.
"So...right, question. Have you had your daily dose of calcium yet?" Before the guard could reply, a sharp, bony sword protruded from the palm of her hand and impaled the guards head. He went limp within moments, and she kicked the lifeless body off of her weapon sending it to the ground with a thud.
"I am a comedic genius." She giggled to herself, her usual bone mask forming form the bony pads under her ears as she approached the second guard. He seemed to be busy doing something. Whatever it was, she couldn't tell but didn't particularly care for. He wasn't paying attention to his partner, and he really probably should have been. She tapped him on the shoulder, just to get his attention before stabbing him in the back, her sword going right through his heart.
After fumbling with the gate controls for a bit, she managed to open it without much hassle. Cleaning the blood off of her blade, she retracted it and made sure to wipe off some dust on her jacket. She'd keep the mask covering her face for now. No need for the others to see what she looked like. Anonymity was something she valued greatly.
"...Ah...I remember I'm out of milk. I'll need to buy some on the way home."Walking away from the gate, she made her way towards her destination. A green container. True to the letters words, it was the only one in the area and quite hard to miss. Voices were being heard, likely from other candidates or people who got summoned to this little nighttime soiree.
"Well, it seems that mysterious and ever so shady note wasn't lying." She chuckled quietly as she approached the group, voice muffled slightly beneath her mask just as another seemed to show up as well.
"Quite a little macabre looking group. I think I'm going to have fun with this after all."
