It appeared some type of Parade was going on down the street it usually too To get to Brian’s apartment. Tch. If he had known this would be happening, he would have just stayed home. Now he had to cut through the alleyways instead. With an annoyed huff, the brunette took a few steps back, adjusted his face mask over his mouth and dunked into an alleyway a few blocks away. Sure this was relatively the long way home but that surrounding area was swarming with cops and he wasn’t in the mood to get blood on his hands. They much rather wander through an alleyway they hardly use and get home the antisocial and non-violent way.

However those two things were swiftly swept away when a body dropped down dead in front of the startled brunette, the culprit only a few feet ahead.

(Hope this was a decent starter @vxgilante-mxndz )

tw ;; violence.

the culprit in question possessed a sadistic grin, ash black hair messily slicked back as the figure squatted down infront of the body. a bruised, calloused hand firmly gripped the victims chin, tilting it up to grin into lifeless, glossy eyes. clean hit, it seemed like.

stretching out his arms, neo simply stood back up with a casual grin, arrays of silver and gold jewelry illuminating in the damp alleyway. he hardly spent another moment looking at the body, before crushing the head of the victim under his combat boots. the male seemed to relish in the satisfying cracking sounds of the skull.

just as casually as he sent the finishing blow to the poor victim, neo turned on his heel to face the new visitor. spinning a shiny, metallic gun around in his right hand, the noirette licked his teeth in anticipation. he appeared to be salivating, even. ❛ damn, babe! ya lookin' for a lil' brawl too, yeah? better chop chop and hurry along, you ain't see nothin', unless ya wanna become doggy food! ❜

“Oliver…? Anons told me you killed someone for me? While I’m used to you killing people, I’m not so used to the idea that it’s for me. What is this all about…?” Curiosity had gotten the best of the brunette and he couldn’t help but approche male, seeking out his motives for such actions. He wasn’t too familiar with the concept of someone killing FOR him. To say the least, he found it a bit odd.

@vxgilante-mxndz

feverishly turning on his heel, the spike-haired man faced brian with a sadistic, though admittedly softer-than-normal, grin. ❛ ah! heyyyyyz sweetheart, didn't expect to see ya so soon, gahah! ❜ tightening his already iron grip on his sword, the man enthusiastically wrapped his free arm around brian's shoulder. classic.

❛ and the fuck ya mean with that? i saw a person like, following you and shit. and they were talkin' and being all fuckin' mushy with you! ❜ their previous bright, beaming smile was replaced with a dark frown. knowing piconjo, that didn't really mean anything good. ❛ the poor fool got like seriouslyyyyy on m' nervez, gahahah! ❜