"/Where. Is. That. Girl./ Several days of this rampant damage and no answers to be found. Tch."

Thin fingers adjusted her tie, a serpentine tongue cleaning blood off dark lips. "Hrm. This is getting bothersome."

"Tsk tsk. Ahahahahahaha. No no. No fixing yet." A thin finger scratches at the air. It cuts through warding and seals, exposing the --

-- girl to the /other/ entity after her. "I really hoped the musician would find her on her own, but oh well~"

Slotted pupils thinned, her gaze turned to the dark skies. ". . . . . . . Ah. There."

"Now. Let's see. Her. That girl. Hrm? . . . . Ah. Dream is with her. Tsk. This makes things . . . complex."

"How to go about this . . ."

Hastur Oh yeah! Kitty!

"Yes. Kitty. She is a troublesome one. Too . . . vitrolic. If she catches the girl . . ." Death

Sound of a violin being crushed by accident.

Why is your nose in the middle of your face?

Because it's the scenter :^)

"/. . . . . . . . . ./" Sound of a grunt snickering followed by several gunshots and bone snapping. "Funny."

She lit a cigar, sighing softly. Blood dripped from the ceiling, staining her white suit.

". . . . I tire of these games. But I have to play. Tch. How . . . irritating."

@ToraEiyuu Disgusting. You sound like a certain evil god I know.

". . . . . . . Hrm~"

". . . ." She lights a cigar, her golden eyes focused upon the map before her. Blood stains the edges, a gift from the former owner.

Lips purse into a scowl, her eyes narrowed in agitation. The air is shifting, the wind carrying a scent she wished to never have near.

Teeth grind together. It hurts. She can feel it. Reality straining. Cracking. B R E A K I N G.