The night was cold, the wind harsh as the rain fell around her small figure. The black trench coat seemed to cling more to her hourglass curves as she moved through the streets as the black leather hiking boots she wore hit against the wet pavement. She moved swiftly, her forest green eyes focused on her dark surroundings as she moved through the city streets. â€œWell Reaâ€¦not too much longerâ€¦â€ She muttered, taking note of the time. The eighteen year old was out that rainy evening with a purpose, though what was that purpose?<br/><br/>Her ripped ash black skinny cut jeans were soaked and clung to her well toned legs, her wet coat obscuring her slender body and skin tight black turtle neck that clung to her more because of how wet her clothing was. At her hip though, one could see a sword in a scabbard, the silver blade hidden from the rain. But she also had other weapons hidden on her, but she would not tell anyone where they were hidden. A sighed escaped her lips as she stopped, moving wet strands of waist length black hair from her face as she shivered slightly, her eyes on the street before she crossed onto the next block.<br/><br/>"Well, once tonight is over with, at least I have a break thanks to my studies." She said to herself, sighing as she moved carefully down the street, her eyes on her night time surroundings. She knew the streets quite well, even though there was a lack of light. But, then again, she was a slayer.