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Kennedy Bradford (slayer_brat) wrote in utr_logs,

Knitting her brows together, Kennedy frowned,clenching her jaw slightly as she kept her eyes on the computer screen, re-reading the words she'd read just a few days earlier. Until Grace decided to destroy the computer that is. As the computer flew off the desk and shattered on the tiled floor, she took a step back, to avoid getting hit with any of the debris. And just as soon as it hit the floor, the pieces lifted back, reforming to what it once was with just a wave of Grace's hand. That never seemed to stop amazing Kennedy. Shotgun in one hand, working her magic with the other. It was definitely a sight to see. A good sight.

The softness and emotion in Grace's tone made Kennedy look down at the ground, feeling bad about the whole situation. It wasn't her choice either, but apparently that had been taken from them when the vortex brought them here, giving them this new life. A heavy sigh left her small frame and she looked back up as the girl moved from the now fixed computer over to the file cabinet in the corner.

Licking her lips, Kennedy walked over to where Grace stood, holding a folder but not opening it. Apparently they replaced some people who'd done a lot of research on this guy because the file was full. So was the file cabinet for that matter, but that was something Kennedy couldn't think about right now. One thing at a time. Grace was upset and Kennedy hated it, but she knew from what she read that if they didn't do this there would be serious repercussions. One or both of them could be killed for not going through with it. A risk Kennedy couldn't and wouldn't take. Not when it came to Grace.

Her eyes flickered over the picture of the guy. Their mark as it was called and she sighed again as Grace wondered aloud about his potential family. "Here, let's take a look at it. Okay?" Kennedy asked, sliding the file from her girlfriend's hands and taking her hand to lead her over to the table, pulling out a chair for Grace and taking a seat in one herself. Scooting her chair closer, Kennedy opened the folder back up and started reading over the notes inside. Her jaw clenched as she read over the crimes and behavior of this Marcus Jamison guy. "Definitely no family. Couple of ex-wives though." She continued to read, getting more and more angry at the things she discovered about this guy. "This guy is worse than any demon. In fact, there could be a possibility he is one. See, read this." Kennedy said, pointing at the long list of heinous activity this guy had been involved in.