Mira Protogenoi
Where am I hiding?: Death City - Rough Part of Town
Who's around?: Montoya
Is my soul hiding?: Yes
"Blood? This blood? I think it was... none of your business." Mira said with a frown. She did not want to talk about it to this guy. What with her bad experiences with religious nuts back when she started running. The first one had her locked in the basement for a week before the things got to him. Shaking her head she pushed past the white haired man.
She muttered as she passed. All that was really audible was "Ravaged, foul beast, and blood everywhere." She looked down at her feet thinking of what she needed to clean the blood off with no one asking any questions. At that moment her stomach also felt the need to converse with her. "I know I haven't eaten. So stop growling" She reached into her satchel for her money pouch and fished around to fine some American currency. "Got to have enough for something." She growled out.
Though she still felt like she was missing something.