It seemed that today the demon would have something on her plate, a little situation needing seeing to. For a few days now Lith had been following an escaped convict from prison - one which seemed to have been on the news a lot, a murderer, actually. Though not summoned by this being, during the course of following him, it seemed he did call for someone. So why not help him die sooner? She had taken her form of invisibility for the past few days now, following the paranoid lad who seemed to have took refuge in an abandoned building. The perfect scene. Watching silently as the male glanced out of the window, a sinister look on his scarred face, a smirk would form at the demons lips. Placing her hands on her hips, "Well, well, well, look who we have here", her tone rasped as she took a few steps forward, her steps obviously being audible with her voice as the lade seemed to quickly whirl around, somewhat confused and slightly fearful as to where the voice sounded from, "Who's there?!", he'd snap, his voice low and edgy, "The last face you're going to see before your sorry little life ends", a somewhat sadistic cackle being emitted from the dark haired female as she took a few slow steps forward, "You see, there's only so much a criminal can put up with, you'll be taken down soon, back in the confinement of prison, so why not?", slowly walking forward further, she'd watch as the lad began rubbing his arms, ah yes, goosebumps. "Leave me be, this has nothing to do with .. Whoever you are, show your face, you fool!", the being seemed to snap, this only causing Lith to smirk. Slowly she'd reveal herself. A solid form.
Standing not far back from the being, she'd furrow her brows, tongue being ran across sharpened teeth, "A little snappy there, aren't we", rubbing her hands together as she slowly approached, "Come any closer and I swear-", "Relax, Daryl, it'll be quick and painless ... Slightly, anyways", stopping once more to look at her next victim, "How do you know my name? Who are you?", the male would ask quickly, shuffling along the wall slightly, "That's none of your concern, hun. Now stay still will you, I want this to be over with", though it seemed the male had reached over for a metal bar which lay across the floor, taking a swing in an attempt to strike at her. Raising a hand she'd quickly grasp the bar, quickly forcing her free hand forward it seemed the lad would slam against the wall, piercing his skin with the hole, the bar possibly being stuck in the wall, moments later it seemed the life would drain from the beings, "Now, that could have went better", she'd grunt, making her leave casually.
As she entered the streets, they seemed empty, this more than likely being a quiet part of town, or everyone was busy - it seemed there was life in several shops around the area, and few people continued to wonder the streets. Lilith had been here a few days now, though she had been told a familiar name; Laighton Makenna, though sadly there wasn't a kill order on him just yet, though at one point, a short while ago, it seemed he had asked for something. Now to find him.
Meanwhile, the lad had only recently woke up. Though usually at work, today was the lads day off, so catching up on sleep was something he often done, however; he soon forced himself out of bed, got dressed and headed out. He had heard about the criminal on the run, though he didn't care much. Hopping in the black range rover he had recently bought, Laighton would head off through the streets, though today everything seemed a little off; the sky was somewhat dark and it seemed the streets were blurred by layers of fog. Unusual, especially with the weather they had recently, but he didn't seem to give it too much thought, it was more than likely nothing to worry about. Putting the radio on, Laighton would listen to the radio as he done every time when being in his car, flicking between station, trying to find one he could enjoy, though by the time he seemed to find a decent one, it was time for him to get out of the car - a much needed stop at a local coffee shop. Quickly parking the car up, he'd take no time in entering the shops, greeting and being greeted by many familiar faces.
Stopping at the counter he'd slide the black, leather wallet out of his pocket, taking out a not before sliding it back in to his pocket. A smile would make its way on to Laightons features as a familiar face showed up at the counter, "Ah, if it isn't my favoirte customer", the elder woman known as Elisabeth would say with a smile, "Why, no need to flatter me, Elis", he'd chuckle, "The usual?", she'd smile, her small, slightly haunched frame would turn slightly, "Aye please", he'd say softly, watching the older woman make his drink and grab a few extras, "Here you go sweetheart", she'd speak hands slightly shaky. Carefully taking them off of the woman then putting them on the counter, he'd hand her a note, "Thank you, keep the tip, love", he'd smile, picking his things up and nodding before walking to his usual table in front of the window; there was nothing he enjoyed more than a hot chocolate with a slice of chocolate cake in the morning.
