Haizel stayed silent as they made their way down. She held her nose tightly, keeping the jacket's fabric between her senses and the devilish air surrounding her as she passed each level, the terrorizing sights greeting her once more. She feed off Heck's emotions, his feelings of surprise and pure anger were evident as the silent tension grew, though she felt no remorse. The elevator stopped, swaying as it reached the first floor, a slight creek as the gears snapped in place.<br/><br/>As she left the building's constricted walls, she was silently thankful though soon felt regret as the smoggy air pushed its way through her exposed senses. She heard the steel door slam as Heck walked through it, meeting her outside. She spun around on the ball of her foot, closing the distance in two short strides. She shoved Heck against the brick wall behind him; her hands on either side of his shoulders, using her force against him, the beast within her pushing to be free. "You bring me out here so I can fuck someone??!!!" She bellowed, the vibrant blue in her eyes sparking lightening across her iris as her anger grew. "Was this a set up?" Her eyes narrowed.<br/><br/>She let the suits plummet the the ground, landing softly by her feet; the slight sound of a man snickering rang in her ears, the hands moving forward, nearing his newly found prize. She kept her eyes locked with Heck as she shot her leg to the side, her foot making brutle contact with the scum man. His fingers were crushed by the force, the sound of his cracking ligaments against the bare concrete left others to leave the area, wary of what may become of them. The man grasped in shear pain, the sound rang, bouncing off the surrounded building. He scurried away, his untouched hand wrapped around his newly damaged limb, whimpering as he moved along.<br/><br/>She watched as Heck's eyes flickered away from hers, watching the injured man as he disappeared behind the confides of a building. She grabbed at his shirt, slamming him once again into the wall. The brick cracked beneath the shear force; the old arcitecture giving way to her anger. Tears began to well in her eyes, the beginnings of betrayl weighing the depths of her chest. She flicked his shirt from her grasp, keeping her face set and stern before she turned away, her jacket following with a fap. "Forget it. Let's just go" she said as she broadened the distance between his body and hers.