Thread: Street Savior (Alessa and Yenpointfive)

Not getting blood on yourself wasn't hard after a bit of practice. You avoided arteries if you didn't want to make a mess. Other than that, the human body didn't tend to spurt too much when you put small holes in it. Admittedly, the mess he made of that man's intestines had put a bit of a mess towards the bottom of his jeans from when they hit the ground after he followed through. He took off the hoodie that he'd been wearing when she agreed, shivering for just a moment as the cold hit him. It quickly became apparent that he was almost entirely muscle. No, he wasn't all that large, but judging from the look of things he could have killed those men with his bare hands if it suited his fancy. He held the hoodie out to her. Incase you're thinking of running once she lets you go, take this with you. It'll keep you warm. He said with another smile, apparently having anticipated the possibility that she might just be looking for an opportunity to run away from the man who'd just killed to people. The woman released her gently and it was at about that point that she could see what was in the woman's free hand, a 9mm handgun. Yes, Connor preferred to kill people himself for reasons of amusement, but he did believe in backup plans. Now and then your prey was clever. He adored clever prey. The man then introduced himself with a smile. I'm Connor, this is Amy. He said, gesturing to the woman who'd held her who gave her a smile that caused several shiny piercings in her lips to gleam in the streetlights. He began walking down the street like he hadn't just killed two people and Amy fell in line behind him. Expectations were for Sara to do so as well. The woman who'd taken the sword was now gone, presumably to do something about that bit of evidence. Neither of them bothered trying to talk to the girl. Even Connor hadn't yet come up with what to tell someone who'd just watched him kill people. She'd already heard him assert that he was a good person, or at least trying to be. Not much to say beyond that. Fortunately, she'd been there for the part when the men gave him a reason to kill them. It was easier when people had a chance to see scum for what it was. They walked several blocks to a loft that had been rented out. You heading home Amy? Connor asked with a slight smile. She shook her head and returned his smile. No, if it's all the same to you I'd like to stay with the girl. If she doesn't like the deal then I'd like to walk her home. Connor shrugged a bit. Have I ever been one to argue with chivalry? He asked before posing a question. Is it chivalry if you're both women? He didn't wait for an answer before shoving open the doors to building and walking in. A quick walk up some stairs and they were in a large loft, furnished on what appeared to be a shoe string budget. Well, apart from the large metal cabinets against the wall that looked like they'd survive an atom bomb, or the door which had more armor and locks on it than a bank vault. They were greeted by two women, twins, with wavy blond hair and very skimpy black underwear. Ohh Connor One of the cooed before suddenly losing her flirty expression. Ohh... you have a guest. We'll get dressed. Allie's almost done with dinner. They said before scurrying across the loft to a changing screen. Well, you just met Kandy and Cherry. And no, I didn't suggest the names. The bimbo routine's just something they do. It's kinda endearing in a weird way. Conner said to Sara before pointing to a dresser across the room. You can rummage through there for whatever clothing you want and yes, I'm perfectly happy to look the other way while you put it on. We'll have dinner in a bit. He said before casually walking over to a nearby couch and flopping down on it in a manner best likened to a lazy dog after a long day. Amy went over and sat down on the arm rest, running her fingers back through her own raven black hair as she watched Sara.