Shackle sat on top of a city buliding, her short pink hair blowing slightly in the wind, honestly her velvet red strapless dress did make her a stand-out, but hey, she had nothing else to do that night; constantly looking over her shoulder then sighing "Who am i kidding?" she thought "As if anyone would come up here!" she thought once more and sighed.
Trilby adjusted the tie of his suit and stepped out of the elevator. "So... You're Miss Shackle, or whatever?" he asked. "I'm sorry I'm late. Freakin' traffic." Trilby stepped out of the elevator, and adjusted his namesake hat.
She rolled her eyes and sighed "Yeah yeah...Traffic..." She said sarcasticly and had a grin "Hah! I have the most wicked idea!" she said and jumped on her feet "Have you ever thought of going in a supposedly haunted mansion~~?" she said excitedly, her pupils turning into stars.
"Full of ghosts? I suppose I haven't collected a single coin yet..." Trilby said, eventually trailing off. Finally, after several moments of though, "Why the hell not?" he said. "What do I have to lose?"
"WOOHOO!" She jumped with joy "Alright the mansion really isn't far, lets walk there--" she cut herself off "Uhm...Hey you didn't happen to see my shackles would you? I lost them a little bit ago." she said walking down the steps of the buliding.
"You mean these?" Trilby asked, holding up a pair of shackles. "They were left downstairs. Anyways, I'm gonna get in my bike. If you walked here or somethin', you can ride side car." Trilby walked to the edge of the roof. He turned to Shackle. With an adjustment of his tie, he fell off the building. Mid fall, he carefully did a flip, and landed safely onto his motorcycle.
Shackle sighed and walked down the steps "He could've gave my shackles back first..." she mumbled and got in the side car "Pretty sweet bike you have here." she said with a grin.
"Thanks." Trilby responded. He drove off, in the direction of the haunted manor. "So, miss Shackle, any idea what the freakin' ghost looks like?" he asked.
"Nope." She said plainly swiftly getting her shackles snd attaching them back on her wrists "No idea at all."
Trilby nodded. "Looks like this is our stop!" he cried, removing his hat. It quickly and suddenly transformed into a tommy gun. Tribly began to fire madly, as he rammed through the mansion's door.
Shackle got her shackles and it turned into twin maces she and grinned swinging her maces left and right with a smile "Ha! I guess this'll be 2nd place on my fun list!" she said excitedly jumping for a momment in joy only to hit an ghost behind her with her mace.
Trilby leapt of his motorcycle, letting it crash into a ghost. "Gah! So many ghosts! Probably a demon behind it. ...Or the mansion burned down." he said. "Hell if I know, though." Trilby fired wildy, until he was surrounded by ghosts. "D-Damn! So many of them!"
