Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33863482-20180929175113/@comment-26892768-20181005185331

Meanwhile...

Someone lurks in the allies.

A wet plop follows her every footstep, and when she stops and leans against the wall to take a break, her mucus-covered hand makes a wet smack when it hits the wall. With a shaky breath, Marina Nixie sighs.

Looks like she's going to have to drink more water than usual today. Just her luck - her bottle's getting so close to being full...

Adjusting said "bottle" - a large, dirty water cooler tank on her back, carried with a strap crudely attached to it via duct tape - Marina continues her walk.