Violet Kandinsky (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tinfoilhat) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} inpoormerit,@ 2010-02-28 21:39:00 |
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Riff was definitely on the run, using all she knew to keep herself from being seen. It meant that she was dressed up in her hoodie with it pulled up over her head and occasionally, she could be seen touching something in a pants pocket. When that happened, a sort of pulse went out and knocked out some of the electronics around her. She hoped it knocked out the security cameras on the trains and in the underground stations themselves. When she was back out on London streets though, she was lost amongst the masses even though it was dark. Tourists, everywhere.
She ducked down an alley, trying to get to her flat before it got raided by the suits she had seen waiting downstairs the day before. She hoped it hadn’t been raided anyway. Riff was so focused on the direction that she was going that she didn’t hear the footsteps start in behind her. It wasn’t until she was falling to the ground with stars in her eyes and pain throbbing in the back of her head that she started to realize that something was wrong... But when it all went black, it just didn’t matter anymore.