Graverobber raised an eyebrow, smirking. He liked this girl. "What's your name?" he asked, pulling out the gun and fixing a vial to it. He was glad there was still Zydrate here, though he supposed it wasn't like it was just discovered where he came from.
After all, it wasn't like Zydrate didn't exist.
The bright blue vial still glowed as he examined it, before he moved closer to the blonde, unable to hide the smirk. He always liked doing this--especially when it came to a pretty girl. And she was very, very pretty, if not normally his type.
He pushed the other against a tombstone, and while it could go anywhere against her anatomy Graverobber still found himself moving the other's skirt so he could put it against her thigh.
"You want more after this wears off, I'll be around the back alleys near 2nd avenue." He pulled the trigger, the Zydrate gun essentially working like a piercing gun.