[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=Olive]Richard Laine[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] The Institute
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Snake pupil eyes looked at the emerging menaces with a stern frown. [color=Olive]"Not on my damned watch, Charles."[/color] The Adder dropped all pretense as he looked upon the threat. [color=Olive]"Send these orders onto my sister. She is not to engage with the men of metal and is to protect you. We have five robotic killers and a good few cars that I can see. I'm going to suppose there are more that I cannot see. Don't argue with me on this one. She can get you out if nothing else, and your connect is too valuable to loose."[/color] The thought disconnected as Richard drew a breath. This was not a good situation. The Adder would have loved for more time, but that wasn't the issue right now. Sorting though several quick thoughts, the assassin looked to the former-Brotherhood speedster. Same age it seemed, so this Pietro was not the futuristic one. A shame, but Richard was not about to be picky.

Shoving the boy into the manor, he snarled to the Speedster. [color=Olive]"Go. Get anyone who can fight on our entrances and exits. Everyone else, you and your futuristic counterpart that is supposed to be running about is to evacuate to a safe area. Bring me more ammo and a damned bullet proof vest. Another one for Cass. Go boy!"[/color] The Adder turned and yanked his glock from the straps beneath his shirt. [color=Olive]"Marygold, get in cover and use those damn powers of yours! Turn that damn forest into our defense."[/color] Grinning at Thalia, the assassin gave a low whistle of appreciation as she flew off. Enjoying a view despite the situation or perhaps inspite to the situation. It was possibly the last one he would get. Saying a prayer to whatever god there was, he took aim at the cars and fired. Doubting his guns would do much against the robots. [color=Olive]"I want a vacation."[/color]

[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=ForestGreen]Ayita Dyrkin[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=ForestGreen]Location[/color][/b] The Institute
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Ayita flinched as the water moved. Her eyes narrowing as she stalked to the window, her jaws opening to reveal fangs. Peering out from the cover of a corner she gave a low snarling rumble. Several weird looking creatures were stalking from the forest, and appearing to be made of metal. Her amber eyes narrowed as she noticed several cars as well. Her fingers curving like they were claws. [color=ForestGreen]"We are under attack. Giant metal men and regular hunting men."[/color] Her voice was dry with annoyance as she looked at the other three and narrowed her amber eyes on the newcomer, Amni. Her figurative hackles raising as she stalked towards the older man with a predator's fluid gait that had been honed over the years.

[color=ForestGreen]"Did you bring them? A judas to lure the poachers to our territory."[/color] Ayita accused, her words a soft snarl as she moved to circle the man with a deadly intent. Traitors were something the woman expected, strangers were something she knew came with little good tidings. Amber eyes glanced at Nina before focusing back on the stranger. Nina was capable, even if she was slightly foolish. Ayita came to the conclusion.  But this man! Who was he to start wandering about the manor? It was too suspicious if the wild woman thought about it. Growling deeply in her throat, she felt her body shiver and ready for a split change. Forms flashing through her mind as instincts battled at her to join the fight and turn back this intruder. But the shifter waited. Ready to intercept any attack and bring down this man. By any form or means necessary.