Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20141217155427/@comment-29458028-20150119154055

Levith knew Ada was turning. He also knew she would probably attack him or something, since she would want blood - lots of it. There was a far easier way. If he could just find a homeless vagrant and lead Ada to one...

Levith pushed his way out, his fancy coat ruined. He chucked his top hat away, swapping his attire back to his original, before he tucked a septim into the pocket of the clothes he was going to discard.

Some induction heating later, the clothing caught fire.

"The damned philanderer and his wife. I've indirectly saved them" grinned Levith, as he dragged Ada to a back alley, as she fought her affliction.