[littl3chocobo]

he stood waiting by the back window where the stalker has come in before and waited. several minutes passed before his patience paid off, however not in the way he had planned. from the floor, directly overhead there came the soft sound of a window frame dragging wood. if he had not been listening he would not have heard and he would place money bets that the man pyce was counting on it. silently as he could he moved from the window to slide against the wall next to the stairs. he would beat the man with his own moves