[center][h3][color=6ecff6] Nyssa Devout[/color][/h3] [hr] [color=6ecff6]Location:[/color] Doubletree Suites hotel/on the road, San Francisco [color=6ecff6]Interactions:[/color] [@FunnyGuy]Mr Hayes.[/center] [hr][hr] It was time, Nyssa had been given the message to her private phone from her driver that he was waiting outside for her. She had since finished her drink, gathered her bag and paperwork before making her way out of the room to her security detail. She took once more glance into the room she had been staying in before closing the door and turning to Vincent, her head of security, he had been her protector since she was little and Nyssa trusted him massively. One of the security detail had already left to get the second armoured Cadillac SUV in which the security would follow the one she would be in that Mr Hayes would be using. Shortly after Nyssa and her security detail had made it down to the main lobby, once again she was on her phone talking to someone from the camp that had been set up, it sounded quite serious, it appeared some of the supplies that were meant to be delivered had been delayed because of the checkpoints that were being set up all over the place, it was not a disaster just yet as supplies were not running out just yet, but it would a be problem that would need solving. With her sunglasses on the walk through the lobby had some people look at the group as they were leaving but nothing out of the ordinary. As they came outside the second armoured SUV had pulled up behind the one Mr Hayes was in as Vincent opened the rear passenger side door for Nyssa to get inside, once in and secure the door would close. The front passenger door would open briefly for Vincent to make Hayes aware the security detail would follow him, normal procedure really, he nodded to the driver before he would close the door, going back to the second vehicle and getting in. soon the little convoy was ready to try and make its way to their destination. Once Nyssa had finished on the phone she would take a deep breath before smiling at her driver. [color=6ecff6]“Morning Micheal.”[/color] Away from the public eye Nyssa was more formal and didn’t mind the use of first names. [color=6ecff6]“Today we need to get to the security depot which has been turned into a refugee camp, and if you can get us around those checkpoints the better please”[/color] [hr] [center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/496011634175770635/856361334235987978/Sarina.jpg[/img] [hr] [color=ed1c24]Location:[/color] Outskirts of downtown, San Francisco [color=ed1c24]Interactions:[/color] None.[/center] [hr][hr] It had been a couple of hours since Sarina had lost her target in the suburbs, to say that she was pissed at Caitlin was an understatement and the chance for the target to come in quietly was now of the table. The bleeding of her had since stopped and a plaster was over the small cut on her face, least it won’t be a permanent scar. Plus, back up was needed for this one as Sarina had formulated an idea which she only hoped would work, thoughts of setting her target on fire crossed her mind but that would be to easy, so she had an idea on how to disable her target. To make his work however she would need her target distracted to get close enough to do it, Sarina wanted to go medieval on her targets ass. It brought risk of killing said target but it all worked out right, she could disable her target and keep them alive. She had the back-up she requested, several Liberty agents where now in on the hunt, they weren’t altered like herself, but all they needed to do was keep the target distracted enough and not die in the process. Reacquiring her target had put herself and her small team back in towards town. The chase was back on, Caitlin had encountered a check point where she resisted, no one was harmed from what the radio chatter was claiming, she refused to get tested and fled. Now she was wanted by the local authorities, capturing Caitlin now became a higher priority than before, up until now, the woman had never harmed anyone until she attacked Sarina, hence why the Latina was trying to give her target a chance to come in quietly. The small team had tracked Caitlin down, she had kept mostly hidden without the alleys, out of sight as best she could, and had stopped to probably figure out her next move in her panicked state it gave the team a small window to operate. The team had the female surrounded, waiting for the right moment, the plan was to coerce the target to move in the desired direction towards Sarina who would be lying in wait hiding. Within moment the trap was sprung and several agents began their attack, guns drawn they moved in on the target, Caitlin immediately retaliated, attacking back with sonic screams, it was like a run and shoot scenario, the team was pressing on, forcing Caitlin to keep on the move, several trash cans and even an agent or two went flying, sure they be hurt but nothing life threatening, the woman just wanted to be left alone. The plan was working, slowly but surely they were forcing Caitlin towards Sarina, sure the fire based agent probably could have used her powers and end it right there, and no doubt having some agents injured might piss of the boss, but the job was getting done. Deliberately the team left a gap for the desperate woman to take, she never hesitated now she was trapped between Sarina and the other agents without even realizing it. A few more sonic screams were still directed at the other agents as Sarina snuck up behind her target, thank god her suit was bulletproof as the odd shot was still going off and she be pissed to be hit by friendly fire. [b]“LEAVE ME ALONE!!”[/b] Caitlin would shout at the other agents. Once close enough Sarina pulled out a switchblade, ready to attack, [color=ed1c24]“Hey”[/color] is all the agent would say as Caitlin spun round, but as quick as she did, Sarina swung the blade in her hand with surprising accuracy, slicing her targets throat before she could use her sonic scream again. Caitlin had stumbled to one side, unable to make a sound. [color=ed1c24]“No,no,no,no”[/color] Sarina quickly grabbed hold of Caitlin, helping her down to the floor carefully and immediately put pressure on the wound she had just caused. [color=ed1c24]“Why couldn’t you of just come quietly”[/color] She pleaded, regretting her action the moment she did it. She shouted at the other agents. [color=ed1c24]“Hurry up and get some help over here!”[/color] She demanded. [color=ed1c24]“Come on, stay with me.”[/color] Sarina pleaded keeping pressure on the wound as some other agents secured the area around her, they didn’t seem to really care as a minute later a black van with blacked out windows pulled up to them with the side door immediately opening to reveal more agents. They took Caitlin out of Sarina's hands and into the van, they would not let the Altered agent in however as the others got in. [color=ed1c24]“You make sure you bloody keep her alive”[/color] Sarina told the agents angrily before the door was slammed shut in her face, the van took off leaving Sarina to her own thoughts. She looked down at her hand covered in Caitlin's blood, the odd tear forming on her features. [color=ed1c24]“FUCK!!!”[/color] she would yell out in pure anger as she hit a fireball out at a trash can setting it alight, her eyes having a fiery glow for a second when she did so. Picking up the switchblade, Sarina quickly looked around, it appeared she had not caught anyone’s attention. Wiping of the blade before concealing it upon herself, she would quietly make her way out of the alley and back towards her Durango, she got a few glances from people who noticed the blood on her hand before she unlocked and got back in her vehicle. Taking a few moments to collect herself she got the first aid kit out to sort out cleaning herself up, opening her target file one more time looking at it for a moment, she didn’t bother wiping away the tears that fell down her cheeks. [color=ed1c24]“Please make it.”[/color] She said softly before taking the picture out and closing it back up.