Open A Bad Mark

[Rend]

6th of Spring, 514AV

Gable had spotted her strutting about down near Tent City, wrapped up in that weird looking coat of heavy leather. 'Foreign, has to be, no one else'd be walking around dressed like that, strange lookin' skin too.' She had the look about her of someone with enough money to be worth robbing but also dumb enough to not see it coming. He'd been following her for a good two blocks, kept back and quite like always. His heart was in his throat and his blood was cold. 'The rush does some odd stuff to your body but no denying it's useful when things go bad, heh the poor fool's probably never felt it before. She'll probably just straight up panic.'

Gable watched as she headed down an alley way, probably looking for a shortcut, little fool doesn't know it's a dead end. Now was his chance, he rushed forward, knife drawn and ready. His feet slapping on hard earth as he rushed into the alley what he found made him stop in is tracks. A wall, nothing more. She was gone.

Rend watched from the roof as the Rat poked and prodded at the wooden walls looking for a loose board. 'Silly Rat, too loud, too slow, too dumb'. She slowly lowered herself down behind the Rat and splayed out her wings, the shadow looming over him caused him to look about and when he did his face went white. "Silly Rrat, how could you hope to catch me?". The Rat fell back against the wall, holding out the little knife like a ward while he wittered and sputtered something through quivering jaw and shaking body.

Rend slowly paced forward, languid and calm until she stood over him surveying the little Rat, tasting his fear. Her clawed hand lashed out, once to bat the blade from his shivering arm and again to grip his throat and pull him forward to look into her ebony eyes.

"Now what should lil' Rrend do with you then?"