After completing his analysis of that weak minded cleric James proceeded to clean himself and his tools. He was not sure why he was cleaning them. Out of habit maybe? They were evidence he had to destroy, yet he felt he needed to. He guessed it was to keep himself sane. Though his views on sanity were a bit subjective. Sanity was merely a perception of the workings of anothers mind. After all, he had seen and done things any 'normal' person would certainly label as mad. To James however, his work, his vengeance, was justified. There in lied the reason anyones cause was just. Believing wholely that what is being done is right even when others believe otherwise.<br/><br/>Letting out a relieved sigh James wheeled the the table with the corpse splayed out attop it to a chute on the far end of the room. Lifting one side of the table, he dumped the body into the sewer. James let out a shakey breath. "Another one down. I wonder how many are left in this city?" He thought aloud while peering down at the pile of wrobed bodies on the wet stone floor of the sewer. "Oh well. The more there are the clearer my data." He shrugged. The man steped casually to his tool table. Taking the tools and puting them into the tub of viscous dark liquid before walking to the base of the staircase. He then removed his lab coat and protective gear setting them in their respective places. "I wonder what time it is. I have been down here for quite a while" he thought to himself as he ascended the stairs to his home above. Once there he realized it was evening. "Damn. Nearly an entire day with that heretical idiot." Letting out an annoyed growl James remembered he needed to replenish his supplies.<br/><br/>Once he had showered and changed his clothes the huge were exited his desolate little home on the deserted street. Locking the door, as he often did, out of habit. The man proceeded down the sidewalk in a brown jacked with a black shirt coupled with dark jeans and boots. "Hmm. I think i will go to a bar first. I'll see what the word around town is. That and i need a damn drink" James thought as he strode along.