Izzy had spent most of her night trying to find the person she had been after for months now. Little weasel was finally running out of tricks that he could play on her, then she swore she heard him and bolted down the street, catching her breath for just a second she turned around the next corner and went to body slam into him, only realizing at the last possible second this was not who she meant to go after in the least "Shit shit SHIT!"
She ducked to the side and past the guy, mostly missing him, with a horrendous sound similar to squealing tires coming from her legs she had probably hit his arm or something, but at least she wouldn't have totally bowled him over












