Your Days Are Numbered
"Genesis." James hissed. He stood from his seat and crossed his arms, staring her down.
"I can tell you're not very happy to see me." Gen giggled at him, trying to rile him up. If he focused on her projection, he wouldn't be looking anywhere else.
"And I can tell that you're no longer hiding the fact that you're the killer." James said.
When Gen said nothing, he smirked and sat down. He no longer displayed aggression and was now relaxed.
Gen narrowed her eyes. What was he playing at?
"You know, I have to applaud your hiding skills." He said casually. "I always knew you were a rat but you didn't have to go this far to show it."
Gen grinned at his words, her astral body projecting amusement. "Call me whatever you want. At the end of the day, you'll never catch me."
"Is that so?" James said. "Let me guess. You're planning something so big, it'll catch me unawares aren't you?"