**BAMF!**

*A cloud of smoke appeared on one of the rooftops of Bar Sinister. A clever hiding spot for a trained mercenary. Silently and carefully, Talia inspected her targets below. They came in different sizes. Some huge, some very small, and a… shark with legs?* 

*Is Evil Emma sure these are the droids - ahem, heroes - I’m looking for?*

**BAMF!**

*She crawled even closer, crouching at the edge of a rooftop. Because of her nocturnal vision spotting the individuals hiding, drinking and laughing down below was a piece of cake.*

**BAMF!** 

*The blue-furred creature now stuck herself to a wall opposite of some kind of bar. Those three-toed hands and feet, equipped with micro-suction discs, came in handy. Like any predator at night would do, she stalked her prey. Her bright neon-yellow eyes spotted someone splitting from the group, seeking solitude.* 

*She grinned. Someone weak. Time to thin the herd!*

**BAMF!**

*Talia lurked at the person from a safe, but close distance. Evil Emma’s words seemed to direct her every move like a devil on her shoulder. On her other shoulder sat a miniature version of Kurt - not her actual father, but a father nonetheless - advising her not to strike.* 

**BAMF!** 

“Fancy a ride?”

(OOC: interactable for anyone at Bar Sinister who might be wandering alone at night. Fyi: Talia’s under Emma’s influence)

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Thinning the herd