IC: Vengeance of the Heavens, Never forgive, never forget Options

[Buddha72]

Elsewhere
The light hanging from the ceiling swings wildly cutting a clear path through the gloom of the room. As it travels across the floor spent shells and blood splatter are illuminated in the harsh white light. Chairs and tables are knocked over, bodies litter the space. The wide sweeping cast off of blade strikes coat the walls and the large growing pools of blood show where bodies fell. A single figure still moves through the stillness. She steps over the slain and the wreckage, running a her hand across her cheek with a tenderness not often seen in the shadows. She trails her fingers through the blood on her face and a small smile plays across her lips. She makes her way towards a far wall and slides a wall panel aside revealing a small wall safe. She quickly looks over the locking mechanism making note of the palm scanner.

She turns and kneels next to a middle aged Japanese man, his throat cut deep and his head only still attached by his spine. His suit speaks of wealth and connection as do the tattoos that decorate his entire body. His face still holds a hardness and a the look of shallow soul long since accustomed to cruelty and indifference.

With a quick and efficient motion she severs his hand at the wrist. She stands and places the grisly object against scanner then enters a numerical code on the keypad. With an audible click the safe opens, she tosses the hand away clearly no longer needing it. Inside is stacks of certified cred sticks. She quickly gathers them together along with a small leather bound book. She pauses only once to spit squarely in the face of man whose hand she harvested as she departs the space.