Griffin had been doing very good lately, about staying indoors when the sirens went off. Part of that had to do with the injuries he sustained when dealing with Angelus, but part of it was simply not having the desire like he used to. However, the past couple weeks have been fairly rough. He has Anna again, but now it's being thrown into his face that he's weak in comparison with most of the Port's inhabitants. Anna's last sexual encounter just got posted all over the Network and he can't even hurt the guy who did it. Anything that's a potential threat to him here could wipe the floor with him. Griffin's being reminded of that a lot lately. He wants to beat up something.

It's the bat tonight. It's one of Griffin's favorites. The bat he had originally brought with him is long gone now, having been shattered pretty early on in the game. He now owns a wonderful titanium replacement. Griffin hasn't even started yet when he hears gun shots from pretty far off. He rolls his eyes to himself quite dramatically. Guns. Bah.

Curious, he Jumps closer to the source of the noise. He's in some alleyway, where he can see one of the Headless taking bullets. Griffin knows he has to put an end to this quick. He bangs his bat against the alley wall. The clatter makes the beast turn and lumber in Griffin's direction. "Come here, boy." He finds a jagged piece of metal, something that's fallen off of a fire escape. Griffin sucks in a breath and merely holds the improvised weapon up. The Headless does the rest by running into it mouth first. They're not as bright as some of the other Darkness creatures. It shrieks and falls over gracelessly, dead by the time it hits the ground.

Griffin emerges from the alley to find the gunman, a bespectacled old man. He shakes his head in disbelief. "You know that thing is just a noisemaker at this time of night."