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Kieran and Cori


In between going from the hospital to his home with Allen, Kieran recieved multiple texts then a call came in befor ehe could read the texts. Kieran looked at who was calling and apologized to Allen, stating how he had to take this call. Kieran answered, still putting on airs for Allen and using a boston accent and different talking style. "Hey hey yea wow can't believe you callin me. Whats up?"

On her end, Cori narrowed her eyes in concern. "Kieron? What's with the accent, can you talk now?" she asked, her own voice momentarily deepened as she expelled the cigarette smoke from her lungs.

"Yea yea yea no yea we good man. I tried calling you earlier, you straight up ignored me. You get my message though?"

She hesitated in continuing, but she supposed that if he insisted everything was fine, she could go on. "Yes, I was...busy," she explained. "You said there was a fight in the city. It's been happening all over. What'd you find?"

Kieran laughed slightly. "Doll you know I am always good on my word. But I got sidetracked. I went to visit a friend in the hospital. You may know him actually the guy that was on tv all day? The guy who lost. Yea real sad stuff, but he is gonna be fine. I swear though Ive known this guy for awhile, and to me he has always been smart. Sometimes too smart, like a mind reader you know?"

As Kieran spoke, Cori set the cigarette onto an improv ashtray--the keyboard wire held its burning end off the table--and pulled up a browser to check the local news. Sure enough, there was a lot happening in Atlanta. She sighed, eyeing a story about a strange attack by men in black--assumed government officials--on a couple of fugitives, but the headliner was exactly what Kieran was hinting at: superhuman strength clashed with some sort of...telepathy? "I liked that Popeye's," she commented sadly. "Sorry about your friend..." She paused, squinting at a photo of the wanted man: the outfit was familiar, and he was just the right height. Dread set in. "I think I recognize his assalaint," she added, picking up the cigarette to take another drag.

"Yea well that makes one of us sista. Dont know anything about the guy who went ape shit on Luke, and honestly he seems like one demonic sum bitch. Scares the hell out of me that I dont know anything about. I mean generally, like if he is prone to randomly attacking. But enough about that dumb stuff, what about you? You hear from that agency yet? The one we read about?"

Cori paused as she documented the news stories for her growing case. And she pursed her lips at his questions, the long and violent day replaying in her mind. She might've hesitated too long, but cleared her throat and said, "Yeah, they contacted me directly, actually. I've decided I'm not a fan, but their rates are killer." A nervous laugh, another cough as she cleared her thoat. "Man, I'm looking at the news, and I gotta say: things are going to be changing. You'll need to be careful with all these freaks out there."

Kira cleared his throat. She made a joke? freaks? Something is going down on her side. And he didnt know what. "I told you if the agency contacted you, you need to call me. I wanna be there for you ya know?" Kieran chuckled then. "So stop worrying about the news, you have your career and a good life. No sense getting mixed up in all that nonsense. But I promise I will take extra care to be safe while your away. Oh by the way, I bet you I can guess something about you!"

Her eyebrows knitted together and she took a moment to glance at the phone. What was he playing at? "Oh?" she prompted, waiting.

"No no, this is a game. Name the stakes."

Cori sighed into the phone, supposing she'd have to humor him. "A pack of Camels."

Kieran laughed. "Those will kill you. Fine. I think you tried looking at my profile online but couldnt find it."

"What? No, I--" she looked around, back at the window. When no one was there, she clicked, pulling up his tab to close out of it. "You think I'm that nosy?"

"Ah my mistake then. Was sooo sure you tried searching me on the net. And you sounded very convicning just now. Well, doesnt matter. A little hint, I dont go online often. But I hang around people who do. Ive told you some stories about me, and my friends last time we talked remember? try looking that up and you will be to find more than nothing, less than a decent amount."

She was taken off guard, she was too flustered. He knew. Cori felt her cheeks flush in embarressment. "I can only imagine," she grumbled, sinking into her seat and taking one last much needed drag. "Are we done?"

Kieran laughed again, and this time it was a genuine honest to gods laugh."Yea I'll talk to you later. Come by tomorrow night and you pick up your pack of camels."

Cori didn't hang up right away, but there was a pause. "I'm not sure about tomorrow. I was serious that things are about to change. Be careful."

""Yea no you're coming over tomorrow. If things are gonna get busy, then you might as well take one night to relax. I'll make dinner, you can smoke, it will be fun." Kieran then hung up. He pocketed his phone and talked to Allen. "Sorry about that man, like really sorry man. Crazy bitches huh?"

Kieran and Allen


Kieran kept busy since his most recent adventures, exploring the city as much as he could. Not like a tourist though. Kieran travelled around using back alley's and not often approached streets. Kieran needed to familiarize himself with his new surroundings, figuring he was going to stay here for a bit. Coalition would expect him to move out fast, or at least he would if it was something else, and to act fast. So staying in one city, looking like he was putting down ground, was going to confuse the hell out of any spy or agency. In his search, Kieran met many different black market dealers, fences, and crooked buisness owners. Kieran thought to himself how Georgia was so fucked up. How could one city contain so much crime? Kieran thought how even though he was a free lance spy, and naturally gravitated toward the opposite side of the law, usually he would need to search a bit harder. People getting powers must have had an effect on this.

Kieran currently was home, looking through files. While he did give the drive to Cori, he knew she would never trust him. Not without cause. So no way would she ever share mission intel with him. So he made hard paper copies of everything on the drive. Kieran literally wrote everything down so it was not detected they had been copied. He had a new laptop open, screen on, with news reports and hacked police chatter bands on. Kieran stopped reading his notes as something caught his attention.

"Alright here live on the scene surrounded by wreckage at a college apartment near Georgia State Univeristy where many students are housed. It appears there have been numerous confirmations that the theory about people with superhuman abilities has been confirmed. The same reportings of the super strong masked man have been confirmed with video footage." The news cut to show Jace in a mask tossing SUV's into apartments and crowds and causing a ruckus. "He was on a rampage, a local college student Luke Braxton ended up getting into a confrontation with the masked superhuman menace. Unfortunately he took severe injuries in his attempts to try to confront the man, but luckily he's alive, and paramedics have rushed him to the hospital for immediate treatment. There have been numerous other injuries reported in the midst of the superhuman's rampage, and the police are putting together a statement about what to say, this is the first evidence that people with these sort of abilities walk among us...and I must say it's frightening..alright now to the first Officer who responded to the scene." The reporter said before cutting to a cop who was about to answer some questions.

Kieran stopped thinking for a moment, letting the news wash over him. Letting himself understand every word. Luke......Luke......Kieran suddenly had a lightbulb light up in his brain. Luke was that dealer from a few days ago. Lucy thought of him as a friend, Kieran wondered if she knew. But he was also interested in the enemy he engaged with. That seemed like someone that needed to be taken care of. Kieran pulled out his phone and called Cori. She needed to know about this. Kieran waited for her to pick up, but alas she never answered his call. Kieran left a voicemail.

"Cori listen there is trouble. A super just recently got into a huge fight in the city, and it didnt end well. I am going to investigate. Call me when you get this."

Kieran ended the call and stood up. Kieran realized he was going to do something for no money. But the truth is Kieran was barely floating now. Kieran had always had a job in someway shape or form, and going two days without recieving a contract offer was weird. Something was off. But no time to think about that now. Kieran changed into black jeans, converse shoes, and a black v-neck shirt. Then after hiding his documents and locking his laptop, Kieran headed towards the hospital.

Alan was ack at his office when he saw the news. "A local college student Luke Braxton-" was all that it needed to say before his heart sank. Not that he had any feelings towards the kid, bt he was part of the crew now and Alan did have appearances to keep up. "he fumbled for his phone for a moment and called Madison. "Yeah, honey i'm going to need you to call off the meeting tonight. make sure everyone remains ready at a moment's notice because there may be a further change of plans if things get any worse. Oh and tell Tyler and Wash to go to the hospital and wait in the parking lot. i may need backup." With that he hung up and through himself off the chair. He had a dumb kid to visit.

Kieran hotwired a car and arrived at the nearest hospital from where the fight took place. Kieran walked in, found the room number for Luke, and walked to his room When he arrived there was already a man watching Luke.

Kieran walked into the room and stood in the doorway. "How are you doing?"

Luke looked up at Kieran and frowned, he wasn't in critical condition but he was gonna feel this in his ribs for a while.

"I feel like I got hit by a train...with fists a bunch of time..that was really pissed off at me." Luke hadn't seen the news but he heard some of the nurses thoughts which were a mix of he was dumb, heroric, or a little bit of both. Luckily since his power was invisible in action no one saw him doing anything super crazy except trying to take on the hood superman. "So..you know..how I wasn't trying to piss off anyone else with powers..that plan got messed up today Kyle.."He sighed..luckily pain killers were coursing through his system keeping him from being in too much pain.

Kieran shrugged, then walked over next to him. He reached into his pocket and set a piece of paper on the desk next to him. "Listen, you ever get into that situation again call me. No excuses."

Kieran looked over at the other man in the room. "Who are you?"

Alan thought he should probably get going soon since Luke was going to be okay if nobody came to the hospital to kill him, but then a new person entered the scene, clearly aquainted withLuke already. he would have started with guessing he was a family member, but they discussed powers so openly and without regard seemingly for Alan's being there. could this kid, who didn't look any older than Luke also have powers. And if so then why the hell was every super so okay with their lot in life. "I'm Carter" he began. "Luke is a recent asociate of mine who was supposed to meet up with me and a few friends later tonight. Clearly that won't be happening. What's your relation?"

Kieran grunted and put his hands in his pockets. "Im no one worth the brain power it takes to remember. I know this guy because we have a few common allies, and they would be pissed if he died doing somethig stupid like fighting someone who is obviously stronger than him." Kieran rolled his eyes. "But you can call me Kyle. Can I guess by recent associate you mean you run in the same type of group? "

This guy either needed his anonimity or was just really full of himself. Either way alan found giving fake names in casual conversation worked a lot better than drawing uneeded attention by declaring unimportance. the common allies line caught. Alan's attention. More supers perhaps. Certainly worth trying to coax out a little later if possible. "Kid you're going to need to be a lot more specific than that" Alan said shaking his head at Kieran's final question.

"Oh my bad sorry. What I meant is do you do drug stuff? Crime stuff?" Kieran nearly laughed out loud but he held it in. This was by far his most favorite disguise, the dummy. He says a few things that he isnt suppose to but doesnt realize it, and has literally zero tact. "Yea I thought Luke was gonna get lit up tonight, but not in this way haha. Was just wondering, since he was going to meet up with ya'll."

Maybe he was just full of himself then. "What we were going to do was not necesarily any more wholesome than 'drug stuff' but I assure you I would not be caught dead stooping to that level of crime." Alan flashed the kid a knowing smile and waited the moments eagerly for a reaction. If this guy was as involved with crime as he appeared to be it would be child's play to sink him along with Alan if things went badly anyway.

Kierans eyes went wide and he crossed his arms. He bounced around a bit, acting jittery. "Oh yea yea no I mean yea man. Of course you arent." Kieran took a few steps closer to Carter and spoke, not very soft but trying and failing to speak softer. "Cause like man I am not either and if I was and you werent I wouldnt be able to tell you about a job I was trying to pull." Kieran looked back at Luke and with his face hidden from Carter he winked at Luke, trying to signal him to go along. He hoped Luke wouldnt say anything about the different, boston accent. "Lukey man, Im telling you its a huge score. If I was gonna do it, which im not, I would need someone with connections all over.

Alan chuckled. this was going different places every time this kid opened his mouth. We were back in uncertain territory where he was either drawing too much attention to himself or a loser. then again maybe he was trying to pull just the right amount of attention. "You see the funny thing is, I know you're playing me, but I'm listening. What's this huge score that you're totally not going to do?"

"Playing? But.......wait so are we talking in innuendoes or nah?"

Desicion time. Was this kid really in on something or just fooling around... "That depends kid." Alan leaned in to try and dominate the space. "How tottally not are you going to do this score, becase I assure you I am very interested in hearing what the kids these days consider a" Allen brought up his fingers to make air quotes "big score." Alan leaned out and took on a more mellow tone. "Personally I thought i had pretty much done everything worth doing."

Kieran rubbed his hands together. "OK bossman listen man I know a place, that if we can sneak in and out, we can get stuff that is worth literally millions of dollars. I mean its all basically stuff thats super valuable and no one will know better if we can sneak. But I gotta know man, think you can hook a brother up with whatever he needs?"

So this was serious. Good. Perhaps a bank wasn't really worth the effort this time now that he had powers anyway. "I know people up and down the seacoast. You tell me where it is and convince me you're serious and I can wrangle as many experienced runners as you need. And more than one super." That last part was barely true after his meeting with Julia today, but it was still not a lie.

Kieran smiled, and on the inside his brains gears were turning. If he could use this guy, he could break into.....the CIA. He had the files but he needed more. He needed access to secure things that he couldn't get as a free lancer. And he needed to talk to Cori again. "Awesome man! But I have all my notes and stuff back at my place. Do you mind if we head over there?"

"Not at all" Alan almost purred. "Not at all."
Kieran Hishamie




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Kieran was tired. More than than he had been in quite some time. That last few days he had spent angry, having to focus completely on the end goal and not look at the short hand goal. He had spent days thinking he was enduring his worst fear - manipulation then death of innocents. This always takes a mental toll on him whenever this happens, and it has happened more times than he is willing to admit it. Kieran's thoughts drifted towards Cori. She was something else. She was stubborn, and annoying, and paranoid as hell. But none of it was her fault. She was a CIA women through and through. And he didnt exactly make a good first impression.

"I did kinda....kick her ass. Ugh......"

Kieran was walking home still when he heard a commotion.Normally Kieran would have ignored it but....something was forcing him to stop. It sounded like trouble, something he could handle but others cant. Kieran grunted then walke dover towards the comotion.

When Kieran turned the corner, he saw the scenario. It was a standoff of sorts. A group of five men, all wearing leather jackets and ski masks, were having a shoot off behind some cars against cops, about four cop cars worth, who were hiding behind their cars. Kieran took one look at the situation and instantly thought of twenty different ways he could end it.

Kieran chose.....a less common tactic. Kieran walked right up behind the group of criminals. He tapped one on the shoulder, with the criminal freaking out slightly. he wasnt expecting this.

""Hi you dont know me but I am warning you. Cease and desist or I will be forced to terminate you."

The responce to this was a gun aimed at his face. Kieran smacked the gun out of the criminals hand, then stepping forward grabbing the man by his neck using his entire arm. Then he slammed the man into the ground. Kieran still had his silenced gun, which he drawed as he picked up the first criminals handgun. Kieran fired off the rest of the rest in each gun, hitting each criminal in one arm and one leg. He sheathed both guns behind in his pants and then pulled out his phone. Kieran turned on the camera and took a selfie of him and the injured criminals in the backround. He sent it to Cori. As soon as the cops starting walking towards him, Kieran walked away. One cop tried to follow him but he dissapeared. Smiling. He stopped a crime, and he didnt kill everyone.

"Huh....didnt expect that......oh well time to go home."
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Name: Phantom
Age: 33
Gender: male
Religion: None
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Crime Lord/borderline terrorist leader/ leader of the Ghost Syndicate crime group.
Abilities: Enhanced senses, reflexes, speed, strength, mutli - lingual, master of mixed martial arts in hand to hand combat.
Faults: God complex, slightly insane.
Power: Ghost Mark = Phantom has the ability to bestow upon anyone and anything the Ghost mark, a mark that can glow bright green and takes the form of a pentagram. Is the color black when the cursee is not using power of any of his strength. The Ghost Mark makes anyone who is cursed with it completely obediant to Phantom. Like a sire bond.
Personality: Phantom has a sever God complex, believing he has all the answers and only he can lead for a solutions for all problems.
History: Not much is known about his history, but what is know is beyond classified. It is not on any format digital or paper, and very few people know about this. Very few people know Phantom's real name is Conrad Hishamie, brother to Kieran and first born to Verdock.

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Name: Sally Kugera
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Religion: None
Sexuality: Bisexual
Occupation: Criminal = assassination/dealer/protection/etc
Abilities: Sleight of hand, leadership expert, art of seduction, mental analytical expert
Faults: She loves Kieran Hishamie. This loves often blinds her, and makes her make mistakes. Very cocky, but also paranoid.
Power:Human battery - she can absorb energy from other powered peoples powers through ehr hands, also from other sources of energy. Can only be used to heal herself or use herself as a power source.
Personality: Sally is used ot getting her way, so she is very confident. She moves with grace and elegance that is high abover her born station.
History: Sally in a similar position as Kieran, as in she was taken from her family and raised by a vastly wealthy women as her personal weapon. Sally though was more fortunate, her fake mother ended up truly caring for Sally. From time to time Sally would be used as a training partner for Kieran, as their fake parents were associates. This caused them to bond, and as they had no one else they fell in love. They would often sneak out, their fake parents knowing this but never letting out, to spend time together. But their relationship was purely emotional never physical. On the day Kieran was sold, Sally was torn apart. All she wanted was to rescue Kieran and was given permission by her mother to rescue him. But by the time Sally arrived in the war torn nation, Kieran had made his way back and...taken care of buisness. They lost touch for a while, and the next time they met accidently on a job, it was different. Kieran was much colder and had gone through many more hardships alone than before. Sally couldnt penetrate his shell, and while she has never given up, it seems like an almost impossible task to get Kieran to take down his guards to feel again. Sally, after her fake mother died of natural causes, chose to not get involved in government. She knew Kieran was doing that, and knew that if she did the same she would follow his emotional path. She instead turned her focus on building her criminal empire.

Kieran Hishamie




Kieran walked for a very short amount of time, it wasn't as if the studio was in a great neighborhood. Not a horrible but close enough. Kieran walked to an average looking house, nothing about it would be special to an average person. But what normal people didnt see was the signature markings that marked house property of espionage agents.

Kieran snuck by the side of the house, and peered through a window. Inside it looked dirty, old, abandoned. But Kieran knew better. Kieran snuck into the back yard by hopping the fence, and scaled the house to the roof. Kieran walked over, and dropped down through the chimney. Kieran landed with a thud, and he knew it was heard through the house. Kieran rolled the moment he hit the ground and hid behind a chair. Suddenly the room was filled with four men, armed with guns and dressed in black.

Kieran acted fast, as soon as one came within reach he swept the legs and stomped on the mans gut. He kicked off, then tackled the second man to the ground. Kieran pulled out the handgun hidden in the back of his pants, the quickshotted the third man. Kieran narrowly missed a bullet shot by the fourth man by swinging around in a circle then quick shotting the fourth man. Kieran put a gun to the second mans head.

"I will give you one chance. I had digital files that led me here, had me looking for the sixth house down this street marked by secret espionage markings. NOW FUCKING TELL ME WHERE THE GODDAMN FILES ARE."

"I-I-I dont know! I swear! I dont know what your talking about!"

"Dont lie to me! Has your team recieved any strange packages over the last two days?"

The mans eyes went sideways towards a cabinet on the other side of the dining room. Kieran tracked his eyes, saw what the man was looking at, then looked back. Kieran smiled and pistol whipped the man rendering him unconscious. Kieran hid his weapon again, then walked over to where the cabinet was. He opened it and felt around the inside feeling the fake bottom. Kieran removed it and took out a small metal box. Kieran opened it and took out a small flashdrive.

Kieran was suprised. He had expected papers, but this is just as good. But now was not the time to dwaddle. Kieran pocketed the flashdrive, then calmy went to work in the house. It took him about a half an hour, but he was able to wipe all his prints. When he was satisfied he left the house, on to his next destination.

Kieran Hishamie




Things had turned very ugly very fast in just the manner of less than day. Less than a few hours even. This mission had started awful and gotten even worse since he used his powers earlier with the rogue agent. The CIA had told him that the documents he was meant to be retrieved would be on the agents person not stashed away. If he had known he was going to go on a search and capture mission he would have charged more. And now he was being underpaid, incredibly injured, pride hurt, and now he was standing in the middle of some stupid restaurant with his life threatened.

But that's the now, what we need to do is figure out how the now happened. Backing up a few hours, Kieran was walking down the sidewalk, right arm being held by the left, right leg staggering, bleeding from every which way. Kieran was getting odd glances but that was about it, which he was very thankful for. If people started asking questions and pestering him he would start to seriously consider murdering the world. If he wasnt in so much pain. Kieran knew the CIA set up a secure location for him in advance (more or less a CIA safehouse but it was equipped with items for him) and he knew just about the nearby location of it but he would still have to look. The blood loss was starting to make that hard.

It took him fourty five minutes but he found the safe house, it was a small apartement room right about a nightclub. He knew it was the place because parked next to it was a Chevy Impala, the sign the CIA told him would be there. Kira found that the door was actually unlocked, which suprised him. He became suspicious, not trusting even the CIA. Kieran looked around, then painfully hoisted himself on to the railbar, then climbed on to the roof, blood dripping down still. Kieran moved to the other side of the roof, then hung off the side of the roof. Kieran moved to the right some more until he was right in front of the window. Kieran kicken the window, breaking it, then swung himself inside painfully rolling across the floor.

Kieran layed on the ground for a few seconds eyes closed. When he looked up, two men were aiming handguns at him, saying something. But Kieran was in no mood, and could not hear a single thing over the roar of blood in his ears. Still in pain but fed up with being hurt, Kieran quickly spun himself, knocking both agents over. One agent landed next to him and Kieran took the opportunity to elbow the man in the throat. As the one man layed there, trying to restore his breathing and praying to God his throat had not been crushed, Kieran jumped off the ground and tackled the second agent. With one arm against the second mans face, distorting him, Kieran reached over and grabbed the second mans gun. Kieran quickly put the gun to the side of the man's head and pulled the trigger. Blood splattered all over his face and shirt, but Kieran barely noticed. Kieran then took a second to aim at the second man and shoot him in the side of the head.

Having a few moments, Kieran laid on his back with a thud and a small cry of pain, relieved he wa safe for the moment. Why he decided to kill the men, Kieran was still trying to figure it out. But the CIA nearly got him killed, by withholding information, then these men held guns to his face. After a few minutes Kieran forced himself up. Long story short, Kieran found the bathroom, the first aid kit, and fresh clothes. He showered, cleaned the blood off his hands, and bandaged himself up. Nothing was broken, but he had bruised ribs for sure, cuts everywhere, and a scratched up right arm. But nothing water, painkillers, and first aid couldnt heal. With time. Then Kieran got dressed. He changed into a long sleeve black v-neck shirt, with blue jeans, tan hiking boots, and a black watch he put on his left wrist. Kieran found an untraceable Glock with a silencer. He put it in the back of his pants and hid it under his shirt. Kieran grabbed a dagger and put its sheathe on his ankle, sheathing the dagger and hiding it under his jeans.

Then Kieran found a small safe, with a digital combo lock. Kieran knew this was for him. He put it the CIA given code, and found an iphone with a wallet. Inside the wallet was a fake drivers licence and about one thousand dollars in cash. He pocketed both. Now that he was better he needed to get on with his mission. Kieran needed to find someone who knew anything about the Atlanta underground. From the CIA intel in the safe house, the best bet was to go to a certain establishment............

Which is how Kieran found himself at Populi ex Machina. It was.....nice enough Kieran guessed. Kieran cared little for restaurants, and class and such so he wasnt going to judge Populi too hard. Kieran walked inside the entrance and was greeted immediatley.
Kieran Hishamie




@Solaris @Gareth @TheWindel @KoL @Lucius Cypher @Darkmoon Angel @Cloudystar @ryougu

Kira sheathed his katana, crossed his arms over his chest, and slightly bowed his head towards everyone who ran over. Kira felt nothing but shame, accidentally involving so many random people. He should have been faster, stronger, better than this. He just felt such emotion wa sbeing judged for what he was it clouded his thoughts and allowed him to keep getting pushed back. He had to get over his heritage.

"I apologize everyone for disturbing the peace. These men are simple thiefs that I stopped awhile back, and wanted revenge. Also....I am a Nephilim, which is enough for these men to spring to violence. But my name is Kieran"

Kira looked at the thiefs, and instantly a surge of anger rushed through him. At that moment he wanted nothing more than unsheathe his katana, and slice the heads off of each man. Slowly. But Kira took a breath and calmed himself.
I'm great dabomb, and I plan on staying alive this time. >:D

One thing I noticed though is the internet is really the best of the world and the worst.

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Kieran Hishamie



Kieran raised an eyebrow at the stranger and chuckled softly. Kieran had walked towards the two people earlier, but somehow he must have blacked out for a few moments because he blinked an they were gone. Kieran chalked it up to his mind playing tricks on him, probably from the blood loss. But they looked so real to him.

"No man I actually feel pretty refreshed, like I could run a million - Yes I need help. I have hooks in both shoulders and in my chest. I would remove them myself, they aren't too deep in, but ive lossed quite a bit of blood."

Kieran sighed.

"Sorry didnt mean to snap, kinda had a rough day. You know plus ive lossed a lot of blood. But you know what they say, nothing ventured nothing gained. So technically...wait shit that doesnt make sense. Long story short yes I would appreciate a little help."

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