The helicopter's rotor still span slowly, the craft itself half buried in the building. K-3T and her prey had fallen from the side into the alleyway the helicopter was wedged above when it had crashed.
She could hear sirens, the occasional shocked scream, the crackling of flames over the sounds of ripping flesh. She crouched over the dying monster girl. What kind? She didn't know. Her claws peeled back the flesh and tore out the ribs, reaching for the heart - and with it the soul. A quick clash and wrench pulled the bleeding organ out of the gaping wound, and in a couple of bites it was gone. She swallowed the mixture of meat and soul, jerking her head up at the sound of approaching feet.
A horned woman rounded the corner and stopped short. K-3T snarled, her mouth dripping gore, and tried the scramble up the sides of the alleyway. The dozens of shards of glass embedded in her legs made them weak, and she screeched as they dug deeper. With a rustle of sound, she called the wires and propelled herself higher, inelegantly clawing onto the rooftops and loping away.
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They were moving her from the lab of cold metal. Something had happened, she'd overheard, some snow-being rescuing others from the lab. This hadn't meant much. There had always been guards, scientists and her. She could not feel any of the Shardkin. She had to find them. Reclaim them. It was the Purpose. The helicopter had locked hr in soem kind of glass tube. They hadn't realised how strong her claws had got - she had smashed free with the use of a little intelligence, ripped the pilot's spinal cord out, tackled the copilot out the helicopter when they crashed.
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She used the wires to swing from building to building. She could hear sirens still, converging on the crash and corpses she was rapidly leaving behind. She could regenerate the shell that was her body, but the bloodloss was still making her unsteady...
She slipped into darkness. Her unconcious body crashed through a window, landing in an ungainly heap inside the house, co-incidentally, of Frigid the Yuki-Onna.
((Now it's up to you guys. She'll be unconscious until discovered. Also, helicopter crash nearby will probably be on the news.))