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[right][b]Chicago, Illinois. 1230HRS Local Time[/b]
[sub]Guest appearance of [@Blue Demon] as Ivy[/sub][/right]

[quote=Ivy]
[center]"[color=1a7b30]What did you do with her?![/color]"[/center][/quote]

Apparently this lady was looking for the same person he was, so he would not try and get her to leave for now. Though he would have to be wary that the man 'David' did not take a shot at her. She seemed to be far less suited to combat than him, at least biologically speaking. Piotr looked up at the man still standing in the hole, and he could faintly hear a mobile phone ringing from one of his pockets. The man took aim at Piotr and fired a beam of energy out of his weapon. This time he was ready, braced against the blow he was still pushed back his heels digging into the road. He could feel the energy of the weapon superheating his metallic skin.

[color=00a99d][i]I can take a lot of this, though I don't know how much.[/i][/color] Deciding that testing his limits in the middle of a combat situation likely wasn't the best course of action he moved over to the crushed car and yanked the door off. Not aiming with particular care he threw it towards the hole in the building where the man stood, forcing him back inside the building. He turned quickly to the lady near him. [color=00a99d][b]"While I appreciate that you are looking for someone, I would recommend you wait outside the building. I am rather durable."[/b][/color] He turned and ran towards the building, he could faintly hear sirens in the distance now. He wouldn't be able to stay here much longer. At the source of two incidents within as many days... that was a good way to end up seeing Eva again and likely end up in a prison for sure. 

At the door, he didn't bother to knock this time. Shoulder first he threw it off it's hinges and bounded up the stairs past the little old lady, he shouted an apology as he passed though he wasn't entirely sure how legible it was. Up at the top of the stairs he ran back into the sitting room and through the open door into what appeared to be another makeshift church. There was the unmistakable stench of blood, and then he saw the body of a young man on the altar barely recognisable. [color=00a99d][b]"Kakogo cherta..."[/b][/color]

He had to find this girl, and he had to find her [i]soon[/i].