[i]The corruption and foulness that flows through this city always tries its' best to sully me, drag me down to its' level. But tonight after struggling against it I emerge still unstained and unhalting in my pursuit of evil.[i] 

This was what Horatio wished his thought process was as he narrowly avoided trailing his boots and cloak through the puddle of...ick that he almost stepped in after he landed from above and heroically stumbled out of the alleyway, but in reality his actions and thoughts tended more towards "Gross gross gross gross yuck I hate this alley why is it so dirty keep-it-off-keep-it-off-ick!" All of which pretty much wrecked the image of 'stoic and serious hunter' he was going for along with casually destroying any attempts at stealth he was trying to make.

Nevertheless he half-stumbled half-dashed into a wider, more mainstream road while searching for any Dolls, Puppeteers or other interdimensional ne'er-do-wells stalking the night. He was sure there must be some around here somewhere, though he wasn't exactly positive where. So in the interest of at least finding [i]someone[/i] out doing things tonight he wandered the streets, searching. There were probably other Doll Hunters active tonight too, though Horatio had yet to meet any others aside from his master for more than one or two odd, brief visits.

While he walked, thinking of meeting evil foes or other Doll Hunters or evil foes who were other Doll Hunters, he supposed the worst thing that could happen would be for tonight to be [b]boring[/b].