[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=00a99d]Scott Rydzynski[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/3NRrSMPL/Peaceful-Dismal-Bangeltiger-small.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00a99d]Location:[/color][/b] Pike's Place - Seattle, Washington 
[b][color=00a99d]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Isley and the Kids[/center][hr][hr]	From what Scott could tell, their killer wasn't confined to the same laws of time and space as the rest of them. He huffed a bit, looking at Isley and the kids. He hated what he was about to do. He hated the fact that he cared about what happened to them - well, to Janelle. If Isley and Jason got hurt, he wouldn't lose any sleep over it. They were two annoying assholes in a world full of more annoying assholes to take their place. Scott would know, as he was an annoying asshole himself. 

	[color=00a99d]"Fine, damn it,"[/color] Scott cursed. [color=00a99d]"Come on, let's head out to SeaTac. If we're lucky, we can get on the first flight out - if not, well, hope you enjoy Starbucks for your dietary needs."[/color] He wasn't going to return to their homes. The killer would expect them to go there to grab supplies, to stock on up. He crossed his arms, looking at the trio and expected them to make more dumb arguments that would ultimately get them all killed.