[ murder ] to find my muse covered in blood in a room with a body ( lmao surprising no one )
The “Hey” Boone gets in response to opening the door is muffled, as it is said around a blood-soaked set of fingers being sucked clean. Atom glances over at his sniper nonchalantly, letting blood splatters run down his shirt and the wallpaper of the room, while a puddle stains the carpet under the crumpled body of the target. Another corrupt Vegas politician, out for the blood of the Mayor and his “Agenda.”













