<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8a/Black-and-white-blonde-eyes-girl-hair-lips-Favim.com-66962_large.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Brazil<br/><strong>Crime:</strong>Attempted Patricide<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In alley chasing after the Group<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tim, Detrius, following Natalie, Phaedra, Drake,and Sarah<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Brazil watched the goings on through slitted eyes just over a ridge of dirty snow around her face, cold seeping into her clothes in places. Half the cops were on it, the other still out cold... or even dead. That brought a thrill. Fuckers. She noted however, that seemingly since she had been the only one to go down when ordered, she was being ignored for the most part. She had witnessed at least half of those that had tumbled from the burning library take off, and her gleaming gaze lingered upon the form of Tim as he shuffled off with a clank of chains, the last of the bunch.<br/><br/>That pretty much did it. If that ape could dare to run even while chained.... all cops eyes seemed to be pinned to the others they had captured, as well as a mouthy fuck who got pistol whipped, and her mind was made up. Without a word Brazil was up and taking off like a shot, following in the wake of the rest  of the small group she had seen. She would rush passed Tim, panting speech he might hear in her wake.<strong>“ Better get those off convict. They'll hear your clanking ass!!”</strong>Another burst of speed, ready to take off<em>that</em>way down the alley, when out of the shadows an arm shot out to grab her and yank her close. Even as the offender began to speak, hissing<em> “ This way!”</em>, Brazil's hand curled into a tight fist, and quick hard jabs began around the mans head and face; blood would spurt as her knuckles connected with his nose, surely causing damage. Quickly he was ducking away from her, hands up in surrender, pointing in the direction Phaedra had run. Snarling low, Brazil would lunge at Detrius fist raised again to punch him between the eyes. Yet the sound of Tim's chains clanking in the alley behind them changed her mind. All that fucking noise and the cops would surely follow!<strong> “ Touch me again and I'll cut off your fingers and carve out your eyes asshole..”</strong>she would murmur low, staring deep into his eyes before snorting and turning from him, taking off down the ally after the rest of the group. Oddly enough it didn't enter her mind as to<em>why</em>she was choosing to remain with people she didn't know at all. It just seemed...correct. Maybe she could get some fucking answers finally..