this morning #510.

this morning, the cloudy skies over the city were the perfect setting for the type of mask she was planning on wearing today. thin upturned moustache. beard just as thin. mischievous grin. while blowing up the house of lords wasn’t part of her plan, creating chaos was definitely in the cards. it wasn’t entirely clear why she’d chosen this route. maybe it was because she had watched v for vendetta one too many times or perhaps it was due to her life becoming bitterly boring. she packed spray paint for her tag in a bag, with a bat & a rope just in case. all the necessary gear to help release her pent-up energy. tonight, she would light up the streets.