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This looks really interesting and different, I am wondering if it okay to join the discord?



Location:on the road, Astraea Refugee Camp, San Francisco
Interactions: @FunnyGuyMr Hayes.





The journey had taken longer than she had planned but it was a necessity to avoid the checkpoints being setup by the police and military forces, thankfully her driver never questioned it and agreed, Nyssa had to admit that Mike was exceptionally good at doing this and considered him to probably be her most efficient driver she has had yet. Still when she started looking at messages and emails, she couldn’t argue with his choice of music, it was different.

She enjoyed the conversations they were having, although she wouldn’t reveal all, it was nice to talk about helping people out where possible as California seem to be coming apart bit by bit, well at least San Francisco is so far. Nyssa was thankful for the tinted windows however; no matter how desperate people would react to seeing some rich individual rolling into town. Her thoughts were disrupted by the sudden slam of the brakes which normally would illicit a sudden what the fuck, but looking ahead and hearing Mike sudden outburst it was clear to see why.

To her surprised an old lady had stepped out in front of them, luckily the slow speed meant that the incident would not have been fateful thankfully. A couple of workers had quickly come out profusely apologizing several times towards the vehicle as they came to the aid of the lady and quickly helped her back inside to care for her, it was clear they had their hands full and Nyssa couldn’t really tell if contact was made with the lady or not. However, that was not what caught her attention the most, she had to keep a calm look about her, the sudden breaking and the… sparks did have her jump a bit from the surprise, but she chose not to show it at that moment.

“Are you alright?” She would ask calmly before she would tell him to proceed carefully past the homes that had been setup, of course there was a very low speed limit for obvious reasons, people where everywhere getting sorted and it was crowded. But once the two vehicle convoy had safely reached towards where some of the ambulance were parked by the back doors to the rear building Nyssa got her things together before addressing Michael. “Thank you My Hayes, feel free to stay a little if you wish and freshen up, I will be here for a while so you will be free for the rest of the day.”

Nyssa smiled at him as she opened the back door to leave but paused. “Oh and Mr Hayes, before you do leave the premises if you choose to do so. I want to speak with you in my office shortly, there are a couple of things I want to discuss with you.” After a moment of hesitation, Nyssa stepped out of the armoured SUV with her security detail and close they closed the door behind her, soon she was swamped by several people giving her an update of the current state of the camp.
Nyssa Devout



Location: Doubletree Suites hotel/on the road, San Francisco
Interactions: @FunnyGuyMr Hayes.





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. “Morning Micheal.” Away from the public eye Nyssa was more formal and didn’t mind the use of first names. “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”








Location: Outskirts of downtown, San Francisco
Interactions: None.





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. “LEAVE ME ALONE!!” Caitlin would shout at the other agents.

Once close enough Sarina pulled out a switchblade, ready to attack, “Hey” 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. “No,no,no,no” Sarina quickly grabbed hold of Caitlin, helping her down to the floor carefully and immediately put pressure on the wound she had just caused. “Why couldn’t you of just come quietly” She pleaded, regretting her action the moment she did it. She shouted at the other agents. “Hurry up and get some help over here!” She demanded.

“Come on, stay with me.” 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. “You make sure you bloody keep her alive” 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. “FUCK!!!” 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. “Please make it.” She said softly before taking the picture out and closing it back up.
Nyssa Devout



Time: early Morning
Location: San Francisco
Interactions: None.





“I am Stacey Williams with ABC7 news reporting live from just outside of Astraea’s security depot here in San Francisco, here we can see many displaced people, many of which are families or been separated from families coming to the facility after their herculean effort to convert the back carpark into a camp but using small pre fab homes that were delivered overnight and put in place together.” Stacey points towards what they could see from their location as they had not been given permission to enter as of yet.

“Unfortunately as of yet, we have not been permitted to enter the private grounds at the moment, but we have been told at some point soon we can. This decision was likely made by Nyssa Devout, the daughter of the famous Franklin Devout, owner of Astraea Corporation. She has been pushing Astraea into more domestic areas, making strides into making private security and humanitarian aid divisions within the company.” Stacey took a moment for the camera to show many of the displaced citizens turning up and slowly being let into the premises.

“From what I have been able to found out so far, is that the people turning up here are being medically checked over by some doctors and paramedics, of whom were also displaced after yesterday’s deadly attacks where one of the main hospitals in downtown was destroyed. Several ambulances have been seen arriving here earlier and have been here since, helping security and humanitarian personnel deal with the influx of people and take some pressure of the local FEMA camps. It is also Rumoured that miss Devout herself will also be visiting the makeshift camp to inspect its progress. I hope to give you more updates soon, this is Stacey Williams with ABC7 news”



Time: little later in the Morning.





Nyssa Had been staying in one of the fancy hotel’s after arriving late in the evening yesterday. She wanted to oversee the San Francisco operations first hand, and ensure that the temporary changes that had been made to their security depot where going smoothly as she hoped and of course to see how people were settling in, overnight operations along with the immense amount of delivery trucks and human resources to get this operation of the ground in such short notice was impressive but she couldn’t slack of now, there was so much work still to be done. She was still quickly tidying herself up, wearing a white business suit and drinking a cappuccino when her phone went off.

She let out a sigh, her phone had been going off quite a bit over the last twenty-four hours, more than normal, making her reminisce of the days she would turn up on the cover of a Forbes magazine, it was a good distraction from the constant work she does now. Looking at who was calling, it was Franklin. “Hello dad.” She said sweetly. “I am fine, honestly, and no I have not shaken the security detail this time.” She would roll her eyes and she listened to him. “I know you told me not to come down here… Look dad, I am aware of how dangerous it is here, but you know me and this is important, there are people here that need all the help they can get and I am going to do my part.”

Taking another zip of her cappuccino, she listened to her concerned father, no doubt her mother would be losing her shit once she realized her daughter, against her parent’s better judgment, had gone to oversee the humanitarian efforts in person. “Honestly I will be careful dad; I promise” she ended softly. Of course he was probably worried about her being altered and not in the safety confines of home or Astraea’s HQ. “I understand, my driver will be along soon to pick me up, I will text or call later dad. Promise me you will stay safe to, tell mum I love her okay.” Nyssa chuckled a little. “Love you to dad, speak soon.”

Placing her phone down, Nyssa got her things together before she took a moment to look out the window of her hotel room. Seeing everything with her own eyes, TV just doesn’t do it justice and it annoyed her no end seeing so much death and destruction happening on home soil, but she had to keep her emotions in check as best she could for now, Last thing Nyssa needed was a repeat of the incident she caused a while back in L.A where letting her emotions get the better of her had changed the weather from a bright sunny day to a miserable wet one with some rain. Her little staring into space was disrupted by a knock at the door, a member of the security detail was just checking in on her and made her aware that soon it be okay to leave.
Sarina De Santa



Time: Morning
Location: A suburb, San Francisco
Interactions: None.





The last twenty-four hours had certainly turned things upside down for Sarina and her search for an altered target. Her investigation and search was put on the back burner after president Forrester’s announcement on new laws that were put into effect against altered individuals, Hell Sarina had to jump straight on the phone to HQ to find out if she still had a job and how she could do her tasks with the new laws in effect. Fortunately, for her, the agent found herself to be exempt thanks to her current line of work. This ultimately was not what stopped her from carrying out her search yesterday, no it was the sudden multiple attacks from altered that happened after the said announcement, checkpoints attacked, fighting between altered and the most noticeable one that really halted the proceedings, the giant lady.

With all the death and destruction yesterday, it gave pause for Sarina, it kind of reminded her of why she was working for liberty, she had other motives of her own of course, she was by no means perfect, but here she could at least help stop those that would cause so much harm and fuck everything up for those that want to try and make an honest or peaceful living. Either way, this was just a little setback thanks to the work back at HQ to get the vital information and some observation of her own to understand her target. It took some time but it paid off as Sarina was pulled up at the side of the road several houses away from where she believed her target was hiding out at a friend’s place, no doubt this friend didn’t realize or have the full picture. But that didn’t matter for she had a target to bring in.

Checking her paperwork once last time, she was looking for Caitlin Rivera, the individual in question is believed to have some sort of Superhuman sonic scream, something Sarina had not witnessed herself yet. Placing the file back into the folder, Sarina stepped out of her Black Dodge Durango before adjusting her top and locking the vehicle up. Walking down the street towards the house, she was thankful that she could wear clothing over her suit, otherwise she would stick out like a sore thumb. After a few moments Sarina had walked up to the premises and knocked on the door where she was met with silence.

After a couple of knocks to no answer, Sarina heard some sort of noise from within the premises that she could not distinguish and so went over to peer through the front windows of the property, seeing the living room but not any movement, it was suspicious no doubt and quite frankly she was getting ready to go just bust the front door in and search for her target that Sarina was dead certain was hiding here. A noise to her right caught her attention which caused the Latina to snap her head round to see her target, the dam woman actually tried to sneak out the side gate quietly and make a run for it.

But wasn’t quiet enough. “Ma'am stop!” Sarina said as a foot chase immediately happened, why did they always run, well she did to back in her younger years so maybe it was Karma giving her the finger. “I just want to talk!” Sarina yelled once more chasing her target, the foot pursuit however would come to an abrupt end. Caitlin would quickly spin round and concentrated a scream in her direction that sent Sarina hurtling back in the air back to the front of the house they were once at and rolling on the ground several times, her target had bolted leaving the agent disorientated and one hell of a ringing in her ears.

Sarina had managed to get to her knees for a moment, swaying slightly as she tried regaining her focus. She had a small cut on her face, nothing a bit of cleaning and a plaster couldn't handle, but one of her ears felt weird, placing a couple of fingers over her ear before bringing it back, she saw blood, she was bleeding from the right ear. “Hijo de puta” She said quietly to herself as she slowly stood back up and staggered back to her vehicle in an attempt to clean herself up, update HQ and once again try to relocate her target that managed to escape.
My last character to submit at this time.

Character number two for your enjoyment :)






Hope you enjoy, the first of several coming in.

I am still around reading up, working on a few concepts
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