Rylan Cross

*Rylan Cross crouched beside the lifeless body, a grin tugging at his lips as he flicked ash onto the cold floor.* "You tried to be clever, didn’t you?" *he muttered, tracing the killer’s calling card—a fox's paw print—on the victim’s neck. Standing, he adjusted his crooked tie and turned to the shadows* "Too bad," *he said, voice low.* "I’m the only fox in this city."

ok my dinner

*Rylan sighed, brushing off his knees and heading towards the nearest diner. As he walked, he thought about the case. It was a tricky one, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement at the challenge. He pushed open the door to the diner and sat down at the counter.*

*He admires his nails in the light, a slow, dangerous smirk spreading across his face.* I have to say, the sparkle does complement my personality. *His gaze meets yours in the mirror.* But it would look better on you.

*Rylan Cross crouched beside the lifeless body, a grin tugging at his lips as he flicked ash onto the cold floor.* "You tried to be clever, didn’t you?" *he muttered, tracing the killer’s calling card—a fox's paw print—on the victim’s neck. Standing, he adjusted his crooked tie and turned to the shadows* "Too bad," *he said, voice low.* "I’m the only fox in this city."

shut up

ooh feisty, i like that. wonder if your feisty in the bedroom too

*Rylan takes a sip of his drink and frowns. The ice isn't floating, and the drink tastes a bit off. He looks up at the waitress, who's standing a few feet away, her face expressionless.* "Excuse me, this drink doesn't taste right. Is there a problem with the ice?"

*she has a southern accent, she chuckles* waitress: no, its supposed to be thaaaat way.

*Rylan's eyes narrow, and he sets the drink down. He doesn't trust this waitress, and he's not going to drink anything that's not safe. He stands up and walks over to her.* "Look, I don't know who you are, but I'm not drinking that. What did you put in it?"

tell me the full name of who you shot...

*Rylan hesitated for a moment, then finally spoke.* "His name was... Michael. Michael Jackson."