Re: In New York City...
The door opens nearly silently, certainly not audible over the sound of the water. A shadowy figure's outline becomes visible through the steam, and against the shower curtain. As he moves closer, one arm comes up, and from the edge of one hand, a blade extends slowly, soundlessly. He moves closer and closer, and then makes a vicious slashing motion, then another, then another.
Racerblade's adamantium-laced armblade cuts away the shower curtain cleanly. Siryn is lucky - they've been told to take her alive.
"Don't bother getting dressed on my account. Deathwatch, shut her up."
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