WITNESS.

                              always a luckless creature , the  ‘ angel ’  should know better than to take shortcuts through parts of the city one such of himself has no reason being in . his small frame comes to a swaying halt too late ; his shoe lands in still warm blood …   but at least he avoided stepping on a limb . still clueless as to the situation , kaede kneels before the larger body and his hand hovers over the stranger’s throat . the temptation to touch and feel for a pulse tries to overwhelm him . he only doesn’t because he knows his reputation will cause him too many problems . instead his hands shuffle through his pockets in search of his phone .

                              ( @faustium , starter call )

                     _{———IT WAS THE KIND OF SITUATION HE DIDN’T OFTEN FIND HIMSELF IN. he’d made sure to make it quick, the kill taking no more than a second in the quiet alleyway. he’d nearly been done with ridding himself of the evidence, when he sensed an entity closing in. quick as his knife, he bolted for the only hiding place he could manage on short notice; behind the dumpster. it wasn’t much, since he had initially suspected the individual to take one look and flee the scene. it would have given him time, at the very least, before authorities were called. it would have.}

     _{❝ drop the phone. ❞
he commanded, gun drawn and face obscured behind the fiberglass of his helmet.}