Problem with a Parasol // Closed with trcmpe
There was a period of time where crime was at an all time low. The Fall of Beacon surely had its effect on the world in more ways than one. Roman Torchwick had been killed in the battle much to law enforcement’s pleasure. His departure left many criminals unsure how to procedure, which made some of them lost while others even more dangerous.
However, it was not longer before someone began to herd them back into line. An unknown crimelord claimed Torchwick’s place. There were rumors that the next place of interest of this person was somewhere in Mistral. The Atlesian military dispatched their top specialist in the area to investigate.
Winter Schnee followed a lead to a suspicious looking warehouse in the industrial district of Mistral. She was garbed not in her military uniform, but in civilian attire. Her snow-white hair was not in its traditional high bun, but in a long braid.
Breaking a window, she snuck inside to continue her investigation. Voices began to fill the air as she crept through the shadows. She turned on her scroll to record anything it could and continued forward.
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