[i][h3][color=PaleTurquoise]Winter[/color][/h3][/i]

Winter had gotten most of her errands done and was now walking aimlessly through the city, stopping at little shops every now and then for clothes or books. It'd been what, almost an hour since being in Ballard? Someone had probably already kicked up a ruckus. That meant she had a limited amount of time to herself before –

[color=PaleTurquoise][i]Guess my time's up.[/i][/color]

Just as she'd turned the corner, she came upon three dead bodies. Winter sighed and looked up to the sky for patience. Setting down her bags away from the pooling blood, she walked over and kneeled over the bodies to inspect them. From the long, clean slashes, this was Levi's work. The blood was still fresh and had yet to clot, so the girl was probably still in the area. Winter sighed, getting slightly annoyed. Really, to kill in such a flashy way and then just leave the bodies for anyone to stumble upon? She shook her head at such sloppy work. 

Her ears perked up when she heard voices reverberating off of the alley walls. People were coming. Straightening up, Winter stepped away from the bodies and backed herself up against the wall where she'd left her bags. She tore at the seam of her dress and pushed her sleeve off her shoulder a bit and then reached down to get the water bottle she'd had in her bag. Opening it, Winter dabbed some onto her fingers and smeared it across her face. She closed her eyes and got into her character. Two patrol officers rounded the corner to find a shivering, fragile girl, staring wide-eyed at the dead bodies. 

Their voices halted immediately when they saw everything. Winter's head snapped up to look at them and she flinched away, her hands coming up to clutch at her chest, her knuckles white.

[color=PaleTurquoise]"I –"[/color] her voice broke and she just continued to stare at them. The two men glanced at each other, and one of them came forward, approaching Winter like she was a wild animal.

"Hey," he said in a gentle voice. "You're ok, we're not gonna hurt you. Can you tell us what happened?" His hand reached out to her, but he seemed to think better of it and pulled back.

Winter pulled her native accent around her voice, thickening it until her words were a broken, stilted version of what they usually were. [color=PaleTurquoise]"There was… men, and they try to…"[/Color] She bit back a sob and pointed down the opposite alley. [color=PaleTurquoise]"A man come, he defend me, but one ran away. They chase down there."[/color] The two officers straightened immediately at hearing that there was still an altercation going on.

"Stay here, ok," the officer commanded her, "we'll come back to get you." With that, the two took off, weapons drawn. 

Without an audience, Winter dropped her act and straightened up. At least now she didn't have to do cleanup work. She tidied herself up and wiped the water from her face. Walking over to the bodies again, Winter picked up their weapons, cleaning them on their shirts and tucked them neatly in her bag. Now she just had to deal with Levi. She looked around, spying an art store and remembered the young girl's drawings. That was a likely place to look then.

And sure enough, when Winter walked through the door, there she was.

[color=PaleTurquoise]"Levi,"[/color] she said, voice stern. When she had the girl's attention, she raised her hand and curled her finger in a 'come here' motion.