To say that the weather was nice would be an exaggeration. In the Ash, there was no such thing as nice weather. The sky was always gray, and the air was always thick. Nothing ever fell from the clouds, and if it did, it would most likely be poison. But one thing that could be said about the current weather was that it was calm. It was as though the sandstorm that swept through the crumbling ruins had cleared it of the normal winds that tended to rage against the people passing through.

However, atop one building were a pair that did not concern themselves with the weather; one was a person of an unknown gender in garb that seemed to cover as much skin as possible, and the other a sand-colored horse. Most people who knew anything about criminals of the modern day would recognize the person as the infamous Eddie Nine Lives, whether they'd seen her or not. As far as felons go, she was a household name.

In her hands, the woman held a pair of binoculars, concentrating on a scene that was playing out a few blocks ahead of her. She watched as a woman adorned in a set of Libertian armor was stabbed by another woman who, from what Eddie had seen, was able to teleport. She watched as the woman pulled an envelope out of the woman's inner pocket, but left the rest of the body untouched, not even bothering to take the rather expensive armor.

[color=a36209][b]"Bingo..."[/b][/color] she mumbled in her southern drawl. She rose to her feet, not taking her eyes off the woman, and put the binoculars in one of the makeshift saddlebags that adorned her equine companion, before mounting it. But before they could start the race to the target, Eddie saw something out the corner of her eye: a horse's head. Not the one belonging to the animal beneath her, but a more simplistic one...almost like a chess piece. From the turn of her head, Eddie knew that the horse, Gwen, saw it too. They both knew it could only mean one thing: a Knight. Eddie looked closer and found that the Knight appeared to be talking to someone. Eddie turned her head back to the original target, then down at Gwen, who was doing her best to look back up. There was a short unspoken conversation between the two, before darker brown words appeared upon the animal's fur.

[i][color=brown][b]Probably just a merc anyway. Besides, she got the letter. That's all that matters. So go after the Knight. She's bound to have information. I'll keep watch in case you need back up...which I know you wont.[/b][/color][/i] Eddie responded with only a nod before climbing down a cable that hung from the roof. As she made her way across the street, her mind was racing already processing the facts she knew about her target. 

The ginger Knight had been unarmed, save for a pair of gloves, meaning that she must rely her gift, which must be offensive. Secondly, for someone of her rank to be out here, there must be someone pretty dangerous on the loose, which Eddie assumed was who she was talking to, due to her defensive stance. Third, the fight was going to be taking place in a restaurant. You can never really be sure when it comes to ruins, but the likelihood of possible environmental weaponry was high. And last of all, as Eddie neared the restaurant, she caught sight of the Knight's target through a large, shattered window: a large metal man. For the time being, Eddie decided it would be best not to make any effort to attack the man. In the Ash, an enemy of an enemy is not always a friend, but in a fight, they can be a useful ally. 

Just as Eddie jumped through the large window, she saw the ginger dive out the door on the other side of the building, leaving a conflagrative trail in her wake, which began to devour the wooden wall of the building. In no more than a second, the gunslinger's revolver was out and aimed at a pipe running along the remnants of the ceiling, signifying what was once a sprinkler system. with a pull of a trigger, the room filled with the sound of a gunshot, and water began spraying down on Eddie, the man, and the fire, causing the last item to dampen down and die before it got out of control. She then turned her attention to her temporary ally. 

[color=a36209][b]"Hey, Tinman, do us both a solid and lure her into my line of sight."[/b][/color] she commanded, her gun already pointed at the door.

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