[B][H2]Michael, Paige, and Floyd[/h2]
Location: Michael and Floyd's Condo, San Francisco
Time: Early Morning[/b]

Paige was infuriated that she had failed to accomplish her goal of murdering Floyd & the girl thus far. It had been a truly irritating thing that had filled her with anger to not have been accomplished yet. Not only that but there were other factors from their lives that challenged their ability to continue surviving and even including those they had eluded contact with the Reaper’s scythe.

Three days had passed since she’d attempted to assassinate the both of them at the hospital in Oakland and now it was time for her to implement the final countermeasure to put an end to their lives. She had a black wig on and was dressed in some typical detective garb. She had two weapons tucked in her rear but otherwise not visible from a frontal view. [I]Banker and Salzaras die today.[/I] Paige let a smirk crawl on her face at the thoughts of Floyd & Rita’s bodies riddled with bullets on the ground in a pool of both of those monsters' blood. She’d driven to Floyd’s residence but parked her vehicle a few blocks down. She walked over to the front door and rang the doorbell awaiting an answer. Hopefully, Floyd would come to the door then she’d pop him but if not she was prepared to do whatever it took to find and finish him today. Getting a bit impatient, she knocked a few times and rang the doorbell again.

[Color=gold]"Coming!"[/color] A loud yet distant shout was heard from the door. 

[i]Hurry the fuck up so I can kill you, fucking junkie criminal [/i] Paige was roused with anger hearing the sound of someone saying they were coming. The voice didn’t sound like Floyd, but she knew he both consumed & sold many drugs which could explain the altered voice. After a few seconds, Michael opened the door halfway wearing a black t-shirt and basketball shorts. 

[Color=gold]"What's up?"[/color] Unfortunately for her the man that opened the door was not Floyd, one way she was able to tell immediately was that he was far more attractive. 

“Oh hello.” Paige dropped the aggressiveness from her voice, wanting to play it safe for now. “I’m looking for an old friend of mine, Floyd Banker. He wouldn't happen to be here, would he?” Paige questioned doing her best not to sound like a cop and adding a tad bit of a flirtatious tone to her speech to give her civilian guise even more authenticity. 

[Color=gold]"And you are?"[/color] The last words trailed some emphasizing a need for an answer. Michael was aware Floyd had his hand in all sorts of activities, so he had to be careful about what he said to who. 

Paige’s brow scrunched at the evasiveness she picked up in the tone from this mysterious handsome man’s response. [i]So this guy’s not just eye-candy sitting around Floyd’s house, but he don’t seem like a security guard either. Still I need to play my cards right, let me think about Floyd’s files [/i]. “My name’s Lisa.” Paige chimed in with positivity that didn’t fit her character or hatred towards Floyd. She knew Lisa was someone that Floyd had relations with in the past and seeing as they shared the same ethnic appearance decided to pose as her for now. “Look here handsome Floyd knows me, just tell him I stopped by if he’s not here right now I’m visiting and I’d love to catch up with him if I can.” Paige added with a cheeky smile.

[Color=gold]"Wait! Lisa? I'm Mike. Michael. Well maybe Floyd never mentioned me, but you're his ex, right?"[/color] Of course she was, but why was she all the way out here? [Color=gold]"You can chill here for a bit till he gets back. Come on."[/color] Michael opened the door up to Paige with a warm smile on his face.

[i]There we go that’s my entry[/i] Paige was happy that had worked out. So it seemed this guy was one of Floyd’s friends but perhaps not one tied into his criminal activity.  Following Michael into the condo she eyed him up and down with a smile. [i]I don’t think I’ll have too much of a problem letting him live, it’s not as if he can hurt me[/i] Paige grinned to herself and took a seat on a couch in the living room. “OH Mike you know Floyd might have mentioned you, truth be told I’m working for a modeling agency now-adays and happened to be talking to Floyd online a bit over the past few weeks, talking about old times, once I got the gig out here I wanted to drop in and surprise him. You know so much is going on in the world nowadays, it makes you re-evaluate your perspective on different things in life, including people & former relationships.” She spoke clearly referencing the altered activity, Lorizilla attack & everything else going on.

[Color=gold]"Modeling? Wow. I can definitely see that."[/color] He complimented as he walked straight to the coffee table to remove a few odd items that cluttered it. A box of Broken and unbroken light bulbs, a solar powered calculator, and a small tea kettle. There were also a few rechargeable batteries, most having scorch marks. [Color=gold]"Let me get this out of the way. I didn't expect company, y'know. What kind of modeling do you do?"[/color] He placed most of the things into the box as he spoke. 

Paige smiled clearly happy about Mike’s compliment especially since she was taking a liking to him. “Oh thank you, I could say the same about you too, sexy.” Paige decided to let that comment off, wondering how Mike would react. Floyd was on the way back so she didn’t mind having some fun & entertaining herself. She wondered how he’d react especially since she was posing as Floyd’s ex. “Maybe Floyd didn’t tell me about you because he was scared? Ya know that you would take me?'' Paige mused playfully and gave Michael a coy look while briefly seductively licking her lips. A slight chuckle escaped him.

[Color=gold]"Maybe."[/color] He shrugged, trying to play things cool instead of hot. Lisa wasn't dating Floyd anymore, but engaging with her in the condo the two shared where he could enter at any moment didn't sit well.

“As far as the type of modeling I do nude, it’s what pays the bills and I’ve always been a bit of exhibitionist.” Paige's words captured Michael's full attention. There was a brief silence and his facial expression was marked with intrigue. [Color=gold][i]It couldn't hurt.[/i][/color]

[Color=gold]"Really?"[/color] He said with disingenuine wonder. [Color=gold][i]Prove it[/i][/color].

“Oh you want proof baby.” Paige smirked, she was getting carried away, but she actually found this Michael guy attractive. Plus she was posing as Floyd’s ex not his next so did it really matter if she gave him a strip tease? [i]Hmm naw I might be stirring up trouble I gotta be focused on teasing Floyd’s heart with shells.[/i] Paige got up and giggled before sitting back down. “Wow you don’t believe me, I don’t mind sharing but I wanna wait for Floyd if you're his friend sometimes he gets a little jealous even though we’re not together anymore.” Paige stated of course she knew he had something going on with Rita but Lisa wouldn’t have that knowledge so Paige didn’t pretend to either. Michael kept his expression even. He was kind of disappointed.

As they were speaking of Floyd, her heart suddenly skipped a beat or two as she heard knocking on the door. On the other side of the door was Floyd who’d left his key in his room when he left earlier. “Yo Mike open up, I left my key in the room bruh I wasn’t paying attention.” Floyd grumbled he had a bad habit of misplacing things and his keys were a frequent victim of this error. A victim Michael constantly had to tend to. If the keys were a person, Michael and it would have kicked Floyd out a long time ago.

[Color=gold]"Coming!"[/color] Michael shouted before looking at Paige with . [Color=gold]"He has some good timing. We might not have to wait."[/color] Michael chuckled as he headed to the door to let Floyd in. [Color=gold]"Guess who's here!"[/color]

“Hurry up man sometime this year if possible.” Floyd complained even though it was his fault and own irresponsbility that led to him losing his keys in the first place. Paige seemed delighted that Floyd was here and cooed in satisfaction although her mind and thoughts were filled with excitement about realizing her murderous intent towards Floyd.

“Who the hell’s here?” Floyd asked while stepping in, not expecting any company, although he quickly felt a tingling in his head that indicated Robin’s power was manifesting. [i]What the fuck, what’s going on[/i]Floyd wondered in fear as his eyes darted across the room before quickly spotting Paige getting up from her chair.  “Fuck!! Paige?! You let her in?!”

[Color=gold]"Huh? Paige?"[/color] Michael turned to the woman with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh don’t blame tall, dark and handsome. I lied about who I was, ya know  just like you do all the time.” Paige spoke with malice in her tone as she reached for a gun tucked behind her waist. “Now you die!!!”

Floyd raised his hand and instinctively used his energy powers to unleash an electricity blast on Paige, causing the former cop to wail in pain from the flesh of her abdomen being singed as the blast flung her into the wall behind her with force that caused a loud thud & seemingly knocked her out.  

[Color=gold]"What the FUCK is happening?!"[/color]

“Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!! Mike, that bitch is the cop I got fired for planting drugs in my car with my dash cam."

[Color=gold]"Her?!"[/color] Michael pointed at Paige who appeared to be done in. [Color=gold]"She's tried to kill… No… No no no no no no. Did we kill a cop in our FUCKING CONDO?!"[/color]