A head turned, and an eyebrow furrowed, a cold smile finding the blonde’s lips. The man who had come after Niki was on the floor – or what was left of him – and she herself was covered in blood. Of course, she hadn’t bothered to lock the door of the bookstore before she killed him, and that had been her mistake. But the girl standing there didn’t seem much of a threat, and Jessica, now the one in control of Niki’s body, vaguely recognized her. 

      “How much of that did you see?” 

              _{— sENPAI}

     _{♤ } — “You looking for something in particular?" The blonde, neat and ironed today, gave the other a soft smile. For the time being, at least, she was sane. Or playing it quite well. At least, she wasn’t throwing anyone through a bookcase, or ripping someone apart. The bookstore had been quiet today, so Jessica remained dormant, hidden inside of Niki like a Russian nesting doll, just waiting.}