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[Color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Evening
[Color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Dump
[Color=tan][b]Interaction with:[/b][/color] Angel [@princess]
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[Color=tan]"Yes, quickly."[/color] Sean agreed as he started roaming the dump on his own. He kicked around random junk and scanned the ground for narrow wheel tracks.

[Color=tan][i]Nothing… Wait![/i][/color] Sean spotted some movement in a large black trash bag. In the distance. Even if it wasn't Remy, someone seemed to be trapped within. 

[Color=tan]"Hey Red, I think I found something over here!"[/color] Sean approached the bag that seemed to move more as he approached. He quickly tore open the bag with his hands, only to be met with dozens of rats pouring out of the bag filled with spoiled meat. His eyes widened as he jumped back, startled. So startled he quickly fired three shots at the bag of rats. [Color=tan]"Fuck! How the fuck… Forget it. Did you find anything?"[/color]

Sean turned to face who he had assumed was Angel approaching him, only to find a well-dressed blond bearded man walking side by side with a gorgeous well-dressed brunette woman. 

Sean sighed.

"Good eveni-..."

[Color=tan]"Thought you had me fooled bloodsucker. Time to die bitch."[/color] Sean sounded less enthused this time, his expression cold. This time he fired he drew and fired. His sudden action rewarded him as he hit the male's shoulder as he attempted to move out of the way. The round contained Chemical V and the pain of it slowed him enough for Sean to focus on the female. She attempted to immediately rush him in a zigzag pattern as Sean continued firing onehanded. He reached for his belt and pulled out a flashbang grenade just in time to intercept a strike to his chest with it [Color=tan]"Ha!"[/color] He let out as the impact of her punch detonated the grenade and caused him to fly several feet away. 

The ringing in his ears and the almost triple vision was intense. He could barely get himself off the ground from being so disoriented. He grunted as he forced himself up and tried to get a grasp on his senses. He knew his two friends were in worse sorts due to their amplified senses. He managed to reload his pistol as he trudged forward to find the woman writhing and moaning while tightly closing her eyes and clasping her hands over her ears. This time both hands on his weapon for accuracy.

He fired two rounds to the chest of… at the man who was leaning against a broken refrigerator. He had been recovering too fast to be considered for capture. Too dangerous.  His eyes fell on the woman. Two more rounds were fired. One for each knee cap. She screamed in pain. Her prey had left her in such a vulnerable state. Blind, deaf, wounded, and alone.

[Color=tan]"Almost had me, bitch. Almost..."[/color] He took out a syringe and injected the woman in her thigh before moving over to take a seat on a large gutted out speaker. [Color=tan]"I bet you have a goon or two attacking Red… They're dead for sure."[/color] Sean was very aware of Angel's preference for hunting.