Some distance away from the Imperial Storehouse of Hollow Bastion and the armed response that was no doubt on route to it due to the chaos that was underway, a woman stood under a street lamp. By the standards of Hollow Bastion she was quite a good looking woman but for those that didn't have to spend their life living in a gutter with no hope of ever escaping it, it was clear that the woman was tired and hagged from her profession and living conditions. Her choice of outfit and the way that she stood was less to find a 'Mr Right' and more to find a 'Mr Right Amount'.

Said woman had been touching up her make up after a busy session with a client when the light she had been using died on her. Glancing up to glare at the latest sign that the Empire didn't even care enough about their world to keep the lights working only to freeze at the inhuman yellow gaze in the darkness that stared back from its position on top of the street lamp. Taking a step backwards, the woman froze as she bumped into something... something that was breathing very heavily. Turning around with a swing born of fear, things happened almost to quickly to follow. A hand like iron grasped her wrist, breaking it as a fist like a sludge hammer planted itself into her stomach hard, knocking the air out of her and causing her to double over. The fist to the stomach quickly changed to a vice grip wrapped around her neck, lifting her off the group and slamming her back into the now lightless street lamp. 

Just another statistic of Hollow Bastion's night that no one would really care about.
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Edward licked his lips as he took a moment to fix up his jacket and make sure his pants were buttoned up. 

All in all it had been a rather pleasurable experience, if a little lackluster. Sure it had been fun and he would do it again in a heartbeat, but he had clearly over hyped it in his head a fair bit. Turning towards the nearest creature of darkness, Edward simply said in a voice of one who couldn't care less "She's all yours. Have fun." as he walked away, leaving the broken and bleeding body for the living shadows of the Heartless to do what they pleased to her. 

It was only when he was quite a far distance away from the scene when he ducked into an alleyway at random and [i]changed[/i]. A thug that had been hiding in said alleyway, waiting for someone to ambush ran out into the street and continued running into the night in sheer terror at the sheer [i]wrongness[/i] of what he had witnessed, never speaking a word about it to anyone for the rest of his life for fear of being considered insane.

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The first thing that Henry did was throw up in the alleyway he found himself standing in. 

Once that was over with, shaking and using a wall for support, he mattered seemingly to himself "Never again." 

The voice that answered him came out of his own mouth, but it was quite clearly the voice of the being that had walked into the alleyway before and not the one of the man standing there now. There was a humored mocking tone as it answered "[b]You see, I would be more inclined to believe you if you hadn't said that the last time. Or the time before that. In fact, you've broken that vow so many times that I'm surprised that anyone can still consider you a man of your word since its clearly worth less then dirt, Leroy.[/b]"

"Shut up and leave me be Andormu." Henry bit back, his shaking slowly subsiding as he forced himself back to his own two feet. He needed to get back to base before everyone else made it there to make sure that he was ready to treat any injuries from tonight's raid. "You're a damn monster and I await the day that I will end you." 

"[b] Oh Leroy, that hurts. Not as much as the woman but it hurts.[/b]" Edward replied, his tone and follow up chuckle showing just how much he cared about empty promises. "[b]You can bark all you want but from the lack of progress you've been making...[/b]"

"SHUT UP!" Henry screamed, cutting his darker half off before it could continue onwards. Tonight was already going to be long enough as it was...