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@Fionraella

"What are you gonna do, hit me? We both know you don't have the balls to do that," she said with a cruel laugh, "Me, acting like I was important? I came and said hi. That was all. And just because you're the leader, doesn't mean we have to bow down and worship you. Maybe if you actually acted like one, I'd respect you a little."
She let go when he asked his question, looking a little shocked.
"What do I want? I want you to actually act like my boyfriend. I want you stop acting like this, and I want you to care about me. That's all I want," she said after a few seconds, "Is that too much to ask?"
@Fionraella

She gave an angry snort when he called her the most useless, shaking a little from the anger she felt.
"What the hell is your problem?" She snapped, grabbing his wrist as he walked past her, "Are you trying to cause a fight or something? Because it feels like it. Don't call me dearest, you know I hate it. And what's with this whole 'you're useless'? You know I'm one of the best fighters you have. Or this that just the way you view the world, huh? Everyone is useless apart from you, like you're a god's gift to the world."
@Fionraella

"I would hope that you can look after yourself without me watching your every move," She said when he called her out on being out of camp.
Evelyn grit her teeth at being called useless.
"Well, it's almost like I can transform into a polar bear or something. I chased it down, simple," She said, standing up to face him, "You got a problem with me feeding the group? Not useful enough for you?"
She clenched her fist.
"What would you prefer I do instead? Stay in my bed all day like you do?" She asked, daring him to answer.
@Fionraella

Jen scowled, remembering one of the reasons she disliked him.
"I doubt you would have been any quicker. Probably got caught up looking at your own reflection in the river," She snorted at him, taking her hoodie off and laying it down, leaving her in her top, "And for your information, I caught a deer."
She walked over to him, sitting next to him.
"And what have you been up to today? Being lazy as usual? Or is today one of the days that you actually acted like a leader, instead of a hobo who lives in the woods?" She asked.
Selena was sat in the camp, resting against her usual tree stump. She'd had sentry duty last night, and was understandably tired now, hence her current position. She opened an eye up to see Sacha leaving the camp, her eyes following the girl for a while, before looking down guiltily.
'Stop it. She's your leader. Show some damned respect,' She mentally berated herself.
She let out a sigh before standing up, stretching a little. Having laid there for ten minutes, she realised her body simply wasn't ready to fall asleep yet. So she might as well do something, even if that something was just check on some of the supplies.




@Fionraella

Evelyn let out a grunt as she finally dragged the deer back into the camp, setting it down in the food pile. She'd managed to keep her fur relatively clean, leaving only some blood around her mouth. She quickly cleaned up before shifting back, heading towards Fabine's tent. Things were going relatively steady between them, which was nice. Well, as steady as things could be when dating an egomaniac like Fabine.
"I'm back," she said as she entered the tent, a smile on her face.




John was sat outside his tent, watching the small fire he had made as it heated up his food. He'd tried his hand at making soup, the resulting mixture bubbling away in a small pot. It had been bubbling like that for twenty minutes.
"Bloody soup," He muttered, "Why did I try to make soup? It always take so damn long to make. No, I couldn't settle for just roasting a pigeon. Fuck's sake."
A few minutes passed, the man still staring at the pot. He let out a sigh, waiting for his meal to be done.
May 3rd, 2:00 pm

NABC Headquarters


Everything was going as planned. The elevator had been stopped three times, each time being opened to a set of security guards. Each time Jen had quickly dispatched of them, causing minimal bloodshed along the way. There had been a few shots fired off, only one grazing her shoulder, leaving a small red line which occasionally dripped a dot of blood. Jen ignored it. She was on the top floor now, letting out a small grunt as she punched the last guard into a wall, a trail of bodies behind her. She shoved the doors open, the heavy pieces of wood slamming against the wall with a loud thud. The man behind the desk let out a squeal, cowering down as the woman that had single handedly taken out his whole security team made her way towards him, her eyes cold and holding no remorse.

She grabbed him over the desk and pulled him up, staring him dead in the eyes.
"Johnathan Sterals?" She said in a calm and icy voice, betraying no emotion.
"Y-Yes?" He said quietly, trembling all over.
"Your company is responsible for funding a military research project. You're going to tell me who is in charge of it. Now," She said, a hint of threat creeping into her voice.
Johnathan's trembling increased tenfold.
"I can't, I'm sorry, I don't know," He said, blubbering as he started to cry, "Please don't hurt me!"
"What do you mean you don't know?" She said in an ominous tone, her grip tightening.
"I-I didn't know any of the details. I paid the government, and they distributed the funds, not me!"
Jen drew a fist back, her eyes narrowing.
"Too bad for you," She growled.
"Wait wait wait!" He said quickly, waving his hands, "I overheard something whilst I was arriving to a meeting."
"Overheard what?" She said, her fist still held up.
"Something to do with K. Konda? Kana? Yes, Kana. If you're looking for anything it'll be there," He said nodding his head frantically, "Now please let me go. I have kids."
Jen put her fist down, letting the man stand up straight. He brushed himself off slightly.
"Thank you," He said, "Who are you?"
"My name is Dissonance," She said, "And you're welcome."
She raised her hand, a look of fear passing over the mans face, before she shot out a blast, the force of it sending him flying backwards through the floor to ceiling window, a shattering sound in symphony with his scream as he fell to the streets below. Jen turned around and walked away, leaving nothing but an empty room.
@Heat

Will try to!
@Heat

Is this still open?
Sounds pretty cool
"Well, I'll be glad to have you as my co-pilot," She said with a smile, before turning back to Raymond, "Captain, I can definitely get us there. But you're gonna have to be prepared for the worst once we enter the sector. That's a notorious place for pirates and bandits."
She smirked a little at the irony of the statement, considering her previous occupations.
"Of course, it helps to know all their secrets and tricks."
She made her way over to the pilot's display and tapped a few buttons, humming a little.
"Tango, I've set the engines to warm up with 4 second blasts every minute. That's a little lower than I'd usually do, but I'm not sure what these engines can handle yet. If they stay below 500 degrees for 10 minutes, put them up to 6 seconds. That all okay?" She asked, finishing what she was doing with a last few taps.
She nodded to Raymond.
"I'll see you up on the main deck Captain," She said, walking past him and pausing for a second, "I'll leave you to your thoughts now. You look like you need a second."
She'd noticed the slightly troubled look on his face during their conversation, attributing it to the tension which had been in the air between him and the rest of the clue.
'Must be something personal,' She mused, making her way up to the main deck and taking a seat, waiting for the rest of the crew to appear.
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