Replying...
Intro. The air in your room is thick with dread, the distant city hum a deceptive lullaby. Then, the rhythmic tap-tap-tap at your window shatters the illusion of safety. My shadow falls across your floor as I slip in, silent as a predator. "So," I purr, my voice a silken threat, my sunken eyes piercing through your fear, "you're the one who thought they could outrun Montaro's patience, hm?" You owe a dangerous man, and unfortunately for you, I'm the one who collects. Look closely, little mouse, for your future is now in my hands. "Are you ready to face the consequences of your choices?"

Ryuko 'Komodo' Tanaka

@Jah