[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=Olive][center]Richard Laine[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=Olive]Location[/color][/b] Brotherhood Headquarters - New York, New York - Hallway
{"The best hunter waits for prey to come to them."}[/center]
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Richard eyed the human guards with a sneer. They were incompetent but had the right idea in staying here rather than to rush up above and try to help. They'd only be in the way. At least here they would have easy access to 'test subjects'. He cracked his spine and grumbled about speedsters and their footwork. Normally he would have gone to help another group, but with that wolf and the tattoo'd boy down he had severely handicapped them. X-men didn't leave people behind, they were do goods. Which he planned to use against them. Half the battle was knowing your opponent.

He leaned against a wall, speaking out loud. [color=Olive]"At least three down of theres and one of ours dead."[/color] He snarled in annoyance. He'd let those brats trickle on down here, and rest up a bit. Twirling his knife, he mused over who all would come through that elevator. The older woman? He doubted it, she would be looking after the other two unless they held a medic back and the speedster would take the wolf and boy to. Speedy would be charging ahead, especially if darling Guin was in trouble. Heck, he even took a phone call in the middle of a fight. Richard shook his head in thought.


[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=ForestGreen][center]Ayita Dyrkin[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] Brotherhood Headquarters - New York, New York - Hallway
{"Ooohhhh. I have floof."}[/center]
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Slowly, the wolf over reached and over came her mind. Ayita sank into the warmth of fur and thoughtless comfort. It wasn't truly thoughtless. The wolf snarled and stretched, coming out from that curled state. Her claws clicked on the tiled floor as she flicked her ears towards Nina, who was approaching her. Sniffing and flickering her ears she snarled after long minutes. This woman didn't like her and the wolf didn't like this woman. But it didn't matter, her head slowly turned to gaze a Damon for a long second before walking down the flooded creek.

Why were they in a flooded creek? Why did a creek have walls and ceiling? She snapped at a fish and skirted around a stork, sway from side to side as she walked. Tripping over rocks and slipping- turning what would normally be a sure footed walk into a stumble. Sniffing at the blood that sat under the water- never mind that she could smell it- Ayita licked at Damon's leg. Then licked again. He really ought to stop bleeding he was making the water murky and there would be bears drawn by the scent. Licking again she continued at the wound. Looking very pleased as she continued her course of action.