Allison.

ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɴᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴇxᴘʀᴇss.

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --sighed heavily and shook her head.

"No local hospitals. I can't go there....Just....Just drop me off on the outskirts. I can arrange for someone to meet me there."

shifting slightly she rubbed at her side and winced.

"For God sake, this I agonising."

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent Thinking for a moment, Ally thought of a cover, a semi decent one.

"Mugging..."

although highly adept at lying and a skilled actress, the little agent sounded unsure, practically shooting herself in the foot with such a giveaway. Moving her focus to her mangled wrist she--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@StygianGold Her eyes swelled with happiness at his words.

"Oh, you're so kind, Sir! I....I couldn't possibly accept such an offer.....such a beautiful mirror...I'll pick another."

She smiled weakly, parting her nearly empty purse.

"A cheap one for now..."

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

Walks into @StygianGold's store, humming quietly to herself as she browses the many interesting items she could purchase.

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@StygianGold --brush her hair in front of.

She stopped in front of a floor length one, with black framing in a Victorian style.

"This one is beautiful....Where did you get it?"

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@StygianGold Allison felt she recognised the man but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. He was probably in the papers at one point.

A soft smile carved it's way onto her soft lips and she looked at the mirrors, seeing which would be best to practice her arts with...as well as--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

"Don't mind me, just saving some lives."

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@SpruceStaunch +You'll end up having to carry me home."

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@SpruceStaunch Lithe fingers wrapped around his arm, a rare smile gracing her lips.

"Alright. Don't get me too drunk, I'll end up dancing on the tables.+

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --to sit up right.

"What's going on..."

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --icy eyed flitted towards her rescuer and examined his 'noble steed.'

"Who...Who are you?"

She mumbled quietly before forcing herself--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent The fragile woman was out for a good few minutes. When she finally came to, she grained softly and whimpered, touching a hand to her head.--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --after oneself. She didn't really get emotions either...Although she was thankful for the man rescuing her, expressing it would be hard.

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --This would give her brain time to rest...figure out what the hell just went wrong. Vivian didn't quite understand the concept of looking--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent --try anything...I.."

Her threat was cut short by her head slumping forward and her body going limp. She had finally lost consciousness.--

[Allison. @HazyAllure]

@FurtiveAgent "Who are you?"

She mumbled quietly as he lifted her up and away from this horror, her eyes glued to her dead partner.

"Don't...Don't--