Silver Fox

Infection, World's End [Closed]

Dog

Dog listened to Mercy, nodding in soft understanding of her defense for Chris. The smaller twin knew very well that it wasn't a good first impression. She might of known Cat meant little harm but they didn't and he didn't exactly get a good impression on him. Though his reasoning was the dog tried to bite him, it was still considered inhumane for his punishment. But they also should understand how much loved ones were willing to protect their family. She was sure the raven haired girl understood that much. They both were doing it in their own way.

Before she left, she looked to Mercy as she hesitantly offered to bandage up Cat, while wondering if there was a way to stop it. The dirty blonde gave a sad smile in response to Cat's reaction, not yet willing to tell any darker stories. "You don't have to force yourself." is all she said with a much warmer smile before continuing down the stairs. She was a little surprised Mercy would offer such a thing. The blonde looked so scared up in that attic. Dog wasn't really worried for her safety too much, since Mercy truly didn't seem threatening. Course she wasn't sure how Cat would react to a offer of treatment to a unfamiliar person.

As she went to the kitchen, she saw that two of the women were missing. Blinking curiously as she wondered where they ran off.

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Cat

Cat had made his way back in the attic and now was currently examining the contraption that boy was working on. Now though, there was a radio attached and a few old speakers, of course turned down to the lowest level. He felt calm again at least, and he wasn't sure why he was trying to figure this contraption out. Perhaps he was just bored and fiddling with technology was somewhat entertaining. Grabbing a few scraps a paper, it looked like a old book. A manual perhaps of different tools. His blue eyes scanning over the descriptions, he turned the knob on the radio. It buzzed and made a static sound. Clicking his tongue, he turned it again, briefly catching some garbled words before it disappeared again.

To be honest, he would be surprised if there was anyone who had communications. Plus they were on a farm, wasn't exactly the best place for a signal. Sitting back he held the piece of eyewear between his fingers, pondering why he had took them. Perhaps because he was too busy cooling down and didn't much feel like returning them to that tempered woman. Shrugging, he gave a yawn before leaning against a wall and closing his eyes to rest some more.

Infection, World's End [Closed]

teapotshark said
Very not smart. Very very not smart.

Well to be fair, I'd be worried as well of the psycho man no one knows about. Only knowing he's a killer.

Buuuut then again, leaving with a sore hand, and with a person who isn't a fighter is also not very good xD

Infection, World's End [Closed]

Awe they're leaving. So sad xD I am unsure if that is a smart or bad thing to do.

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

Jollan said
oh, well, and here I am thinking I'm Mr. original lol. Then can he be a spartan?

Probably not since no one in the Red and Blue series is actually a spartan

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

Leo grunted as her arm was twisted, but she threw him off with ease with a thrust of her arm before punching him across the helmet as she turned and swung her arm. She wasn't one to be out strengthed after all, melee was her specialty.

"Guess the guys in suits didn't know what they were missing out on." The tall blue sneered as she kicked a large rock and launched it toward the green, leaving a large dent in the large piece of rock.

"Hey boys!" Arch cheered from the Warthog, frantically waving to the two blues by the cave, driving up next to them. "Need a lift?" he grinned.

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

Well as earlier said, believe the max size is 7'0 since originally Leo was also 8'0 but was down graded since that would be more Spartan size.

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

I assume most Freelancers know one another. If they recognize them though probably depends.

Like Agent Hawaii changed her armor colors, and her voice box is now distorted to sound deeper. But other Freelancers may recognize fighting style.

Days of the Festival of Aging {The Dragon tribe rp}

Myrtle

Humming a little at the condition before shrugging, tapping her gauntlet again and a slot shifted open to reveal a floating golden metallic orb with a bunch of designs on it. It was about the size of a golf ball. With a grin. Removing her gauntlet, she set it down with her satchel, removing her goggles, her shoes, her boots, her belt, and even lifting up her shirt and removing a vest full of trinkets. She wrapped the scarf closer to herself, feeling a bit maker without her equipment, but gently poked the small ball.

"Alright Taki, watch my things k? And keep recording on in case something happens." the light red head grinned before cheerfully moving to her companions. "Yup ready now!" she cheered.

Aster

As the elder politely decline the offer and generously went to buy their drinks and carry them over to the group, Aster put his wallet back in his pocket and sat there quietly, shifting a little in place as the earth dragon once more sat beside him and made the usual goofy grin. Saying a quiet 'thank you' for the drinks, he took his flask of sake and the glass of the more sweeter drink. The dark red haired man started with the sweeter drink, gingerly sipping it as he listened to the others chatter.

Tensing ever so slightly each time the topic drew deeper with the hunters. His eyes closing as Jeonbae noted his scar, making the steam dragon unconsciously touch his much larger and deeper one on the right side of his face that reached from his eye to his hip. Handicapping his flight when in his regular form. He knew very well what hunters were capable of, he had lived under them for some time. One-hundred days of living caged and experimented on. Collared like a pet dog. The memory gave mixed feelings. Fear, sadness, and bitterness towards both hunters, dragons, and himself.

In a swift motion, he gulped down half the flask of sake, the strong alcohol burning down his throat and the feeling of slight dizziness reaching his mind. He was still coherent, but he was a bit more out of it. His face slightly flushing as Chu leaned against him.

Aster didn't say anything to add to this conversation, he didn't really want to, but he noted down the warning anyhow. Though he was already cautious and knew the risks. He didn't need to be told that... So in order to calm his nerves, he continued to sip his sweet drink. A soft hum rumbling in his throat.

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

Leo tsked as the Green Leader dodged out of the way of her kick to skid on the ground before firing his SMG. Clicking her tongue, she rolled left out of the way of bullet fire. Her shields would of protected her, but this guy seemed to know something up and didn't want to use anything that would completely note her on the different list.

"Didn't your mother ever tell you to wash out your mouth? Can't understand a word your blubbering about." The tall blue said in return, pretending he was talking nonsense. "You're not exactly the regular boy toy." she countered as she kicked the ground and charged, her sword heading for the stomach in a powerful thrust.

Red vs. Blue: Reflection

Leo clicked her tongue in response to Raph's notice, shooting one of the Warthog Green Drivers in the head, causing it to suddenly screech and barrel roll into another, causing a explosion. Trying to make a call, she thought over the situation. It was risky having a solo solider go into a possible disadvantage, close quarter area. But that idiot Drake wouldn't be able to last too long if discovered.

"Alright, then.... Shit!" Leo was about to answer until she saw the Hornet and the dropping Green apparent leader. Quickly she dodged to the side to roundhouse kick the fast approaching enemy in the stomach and avoid the getting stabbed.

"Bastard!" The tall blue hissed as she took out her sword, making a power seing at the Green.

"Leo, are you alright? Do you need assistance?" Ajax voiced through her helm by radio.

"Its fine just keep at those Hornets." Leo growled back. It was quite apparent these werent exactly regular soldiers, at least compared to them. She had thought they may have had similar roles as Red and Blues since they sounded like a altered version. But they were more equipped, had numbers, and were just a little smarter.