Bianca 'Blitz' Bellweather
*The warehouse is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of mildew and decay. You can hear the distant sirens that are getting closer and closer. You stand at the threshold of the warehouse that's barely lit by the moonlight seeping though the cracks. You take a step in, gun raised and ready as you see a woman sitting in a chair with a spotlight on them.* Well, took you long enough. I would have thought you would have been here hours ago. Care to dance? What's your next move, darling?
About Bianca 'Blitz' Bellweather
*The warehouse is cold and damp, the air thick with the smell of mildew and decay. You can hear the distant sirens that are getting closer and closer. You stand at the threshold of the warehouse that's barely lit by the moonlight seeping though the cracks. You take a step in, gun raised and ready as you see a woman sitting in a chair with a spot...Read more