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Cole was trying to formulate a plan in his head. Killing Mallory really was no small feat and if he wanted this to succeed they'd need a lot of resources and planning. Of course his train of thought was interrupted by a multitude of things, one being the need to inform Theo of what happened while she was out and the other was addressing the issue of the Park survivor who just barged into the bar. Cole gave Car-tali a look that told him to wait before he went to go deal with what was going on around them. Seth had asked if it was okay to tell Theo to which Cole responded, "You can tell her but I don't think it'll be much use. I don't intend on bringing kids to kill Mallory". While an extra Gifted wouldn't hurt, Cole didn't want to endanger their lives. That plus the face that they could prove a detriment to the mission.
Cole walked over to where the survivor had been talking with Finn and Seth. Cole didn't kneel down to get to her level, he stayed standing but not because he was indifferent to her pain. In truth he was sympathetic, he knew what she was going through but to go through those emotions again wasn't something Cole really wanted to do. Still he had to help which was why he spoke, "I know how you feel, believe me I do. That feeling you get when you think that if you did something different the outcome would have changed. I know that feeling, it haunts me to this day. But in truth there really was nothing you could have done. I was at Haven, for a long time after I thought I failed all those people but I realized something. If you let the past control you then your future is gone. You can't do anything for the dead, but you can do something for the living and that is make sure all this ends". Cole's veins blackened once more but faded away once he calmed himself.
Unfortunately, there was more bad news to come as Lacie came forward with tears in her eyes. She was clutching her cellphone and Cole already had a feeling of what had transpired. "G-guys...the DMA got Jessica", Cole barely knew the girl but still she was one of us and it angered him greatly that the DMA had gotten so close. "Lacie calm down, how do you know? Who told you?"
"Cia, she had one of the orphans call me. He said that two Hunters came by the orphanage and took Jessica"
"GOD DAMNIT!", Cole slammed his fist into the wall of the bar, blood began to trickle down the wall from his knuckles. "Lacie did she say anything else? Does she know anything else?"
"All she said was she was bringing a new friend, I don't know what that means but-"
"She caught one of the Hunters...good, then we aren't helpless", Cole knew exactly what to do. The entire plan was falling into place, for now they'd wait for the hunter to arrive.
@Airalin
Pariah cleared the alleyway but there was no sign of the metahuman. "Think, this is the first alleyway. A unskilled runner would have been to the first safe haven. She's been doing this for a while so I doubt she'll just be in the next few alleys. She's hiding in plain sight". Pariah ran back to her car and looked out onto the street. "Subtle shadows subtle shadows", she repeated those words over and over in her head to remind her to think of a less obvious place to hide. It was in this moment that Pariah had a realization. Her target had an understanding of DMA search tactics, this was more than just a lone meta, her target had training. Training by either the MRF, Conclave, or her own life experiences. If either of the first two choices were the case then she'd be a valuable asset for finding more of her kind.
"If John was here it'd be much easier", she thought as she further examined the street. That's when it hit her, the cars. So many, way more than alleyways, if Pariah searched one it would be enough time for her quarry to escape. She pulled out her radio and contacted the officer from the crime scene. "Have your men search the cars along W35th. The suspect is in one of them". Without delay every officer that was involved in the investigation moved to W35th and began shining their flashlights into the cars. Pariah did the same, the first few cars she searched were empty but there was one that she came across that caught her by surprise. Pariah barely noticed the face as she waved the flashlight through the car. She froze as she was about to walk away as she knew any sudden movements would alert the girl inside. Pariah carefully pulled her sidearm out from its holster before in one swift motion aiming it at the car window.
"Get out of the car! NOW!", Pariah took a step back for the car door to open. She radioed the officer to bring his men over to her position but most of the officers nearby heard her yell and were already moving in. Pariah's previous objective went from kill to capture, this meta could prove useful if she played her cards right.
Cole walked over to where the survivor had been talking with Finn and Seth. Cole didn't kneel down to get to her level, he stayed standing but not because he was indifferent to her pain. In truth he was sympathetic, he knew what she was going through but to go through those emotions again wasn't something Cole really wanted to do. Still he had to help which was why he spoke, "I know how you feel, believe me I do. That feeling you get when you think that if you did something different the outcome would have changed. I know that feeling, it haunts me to this day. But in truth there really was nothing you could have done. I was at Haven, for a long time after I thought I failed all those people but I realized something. If you let the past control you then your future is gone. You can't do anything for the dead, but you can do something for the living and that is make sure all this ends". Cole's veins blackened once more but faded away once he calmed himself.
Unfortunately, there was more bad news to come as Lacie came forward with tears in her eyes. She was clutching her cellphone and Cole already had a feeling of what had transpired. "G-guys...the DMA got Jessica", Cole barely knew the girl but still she was one of us and it angered him greatly that the DMA had gotten so close. "Lacie calm down, how do you know? Who told you?"
"Cia, she had one of the orphans call me. He said that two Hunters came by the orphanage and took Jessica"
"GOD DAMNIT!", Cole slammed his fist into the wall of the bar, blood began to trickle down the wall from his knuckles. "Lacie did she say anything else? Does she know anything else?"
"All she said was she was bringing a new friend, I don't know what that means but-"
"She caught one of the Hunters...good, then we aren't helpless", Cole knew exactly what to do. The entire plan was falling into place, for now they'd wait for the hunter to arrive.
@Airalin
Pariah cleared the alleyway but there was no sign of the metahuman. "Think, this is the first alleyway. A unskilled runner would have been to the first safe haven. She's been doing this for a while so I doubt she'll just be in the next few alleys. She's hiding in plain sight". Pariah ran back to her car and looked out onto the street. "Subtle shadows subtle shadows", she repeated those words over and over in her head to remind her to think of a less obvious place to hide. It was in this moment that Pariah had a realization. Her target had an understanding of DMA search tactics, this was more than just a lone meta, her target had training. Training by either the MRF, Conclave, or her own life experiences. If either of the first two choices were the case then she'd be a valuable asset for finding more of her kind.
"If John was here it'd be much easier", she thought as she further examined the street. That's when it hit her, the cars. So many, way more than alleyways, if Pariah searched one it would be enough time for her quarry to escape. She pulled out her radio and contacted the officer from the crime scene. "Have your men search the cars along W35th. The suspect is in one of them". Without delay every officer that was involved in the investigation moved to W35th and began shining their flashlights into the cars. Pariah did the same, the first few cars she searched were empty but there was one that she came across that caught her by surprise. Pariah barely noticed the face as she waved the flashlight through the car. She froze as she was about to walk away as she knew any sudden movements would alert the girl inside. Pariah carefully pulled her sidearm out from its holster before in one swift motion aiming it at the car window.
"Get out of the car! NOW!", Pariah took a step back for the car door to open. She radioed the officer to bring his men over to her position but most of the officers nearby heard her yell and were already moving in. Pariah's previous objective went from kill to capture, this meta could prove useful if she played her cards right.
@Cuccoruler
Work in on making a post to acknowledge Cia's message to the bar.
@Ace of flames01
Post the picture and I'll add it to the CS.
Work in on making a post to acknowledge Cia's message to the bar.
@Ace of flames01
Post the picture and I'll add it to the CS.
Talan wasn't sure what to think, both sides of the story seemed to make sense but he it was the potential consequences that kept him from deciding. Either choice had the potential to destroy the world and to have such a burden be put on him made Talan go silent. In his mind he thought out the possibilities, if he were to side with Rhea he would have to contend with the Kith and the other horrors of the forest. The Kith, Tyaelaem, could be the one telling the truth but he wasn't sure if he could be trusted as the creature was so quick to turn on him before. There was the matter of the dragon, if it was released would it really be a benevolent entity? Back with the ckan the elders spoke tales of dragons but they were never kind. Instead they were cruel, dangerous beasts that were all slain by great warriors long ago. Could this really be a monster from a forgotten age? If that was the case then he'd prefer it remain imprisoned. But that still left Talan with the problem of the eternal night. The sun must return or all will die, but if the Kith claim it is due to the dragon's imprisonment then how would light return to the world. Seeing no other option present Talan stood up to speak, "You've gotten me this far, I trust you know what you're doing". Talan would side with the pirate and help her ensure the eggs stay in captivity. He'd have to hope Rhea would be able to fix the darkness over the world later. As for the man that stood before them with the lantern on his belt, "That lantern you carry, you alone are incapable of protecting it. I've seen what this place can do an nd you alone won't last long. You can stay with us, help us make sure the dragon sleeps. Or you can stand aside alone in the darkness".
Sorry for disappearing again everyone. I've been super busy GMing an RP. Alright lemme see what I can do.
Agent Noore was peacefully watching a movie on her moniters when she suddenly heard a voice call out. Forgetting that Jessica had been tied up and left with her Noore jumped in her seat before spinning her chair around to see the meta still in her binds. "Oh thank god, I thought she was out", she thought to herself as she relaxed back in her chair only to tense up again. Noore had a new problem now, what was she to do with the meta now that she was awake? Noore nervously looked around for some sort if solution to her predicament then she checked the security cameras hoping to see Pariah entering the building but she had no such luck. Nervously Noore began to look around the room for something, anything that could help. Maybe a bat or something to knock her back out but she couldn't find anything. "Shit shit shit! I can't talk to her, Pariah told me not to. I can't just sit here next thing you know she figures a way out I need to keep her busy! I never should have mentioned that alert!", left with no other option Noore slowly approached the bagged Jessica, internally screaming the entire way over. Finally when she stood in front of Jessica's chair she ever so slowly reached forward to the bag. Her hands trembled before she finally touched the bag, Noore let out a short yelp before attempting again this time ripping the bag off in one swift motion.
To her surprise the girl under the bag didn't look dangerous, sure she looked like she could kick Noore's ass but she didn't look like the kind of metas she'd read files on. Those individuals had a look of madness in their eye, an animalistic glare to them which made Noore always want to close their file and stow it away. But this girl was different, true she looked angry and annoyed but she didn't come off a monster. Noore stared at Jessica with curious eyes as she tilted her head to examine the metahuman specimen. "Interesting, what Type are you? You haven't tried to manipulate my mind or anything so not a 1. Maybe a 3 but the same scenario applies. You could have killed me with whatever power you have not a 2. Ah you must be a 4! Tell me how does it feel to be an inferior subspecies of your race? Uh no offense I just wanted to get your point of view on that", Noore went from terrified to excited. She never got the chance to examine a meta like this, being relatively new the only gifted she'd seen besides Pariah were the ones in the autopsy videos back in training.
To her surprise the girl under the bag didn't look dangerous, sure she looked like she could kick Noore's ass but she didn't look like the kind of metas she'd read files on. Those individuals had a look of madness in their eye, an animalistic glare to them which made Noore always want to close their file and stow it away. But this girl was different, true she looked angry and annoyed but she didn't come off a monster. Noore stared at Jessica with curious eyes as she tilted her head to examine the metahuman specimen. "Interesting, what Type are you? You haven't tried to manipulate my mind or anything so not a 1. Maybe a 3 but the same scenario applies. You could have killed me with whatever power you have not a 2. Ah you must be a 4! Tell me how does it feel to be an inferior subspecies of your race? Uh no offense I just wanted to get your point of view on that", Noore went from terrified to excited. She never got the chance to examine a meta like this, being relatively new the only gifted she'd seen besides Pariah were the ones in the autopsy videos back in training.
Aw sheeit Jess is awake!
Well Pariah is hunting Eva.
Cole, Seth, Theo, Finn, and Car-tali are all in the bar talking/conspiring to kill Mallory.
John is workin with Cia at the orphanage to free Jessica.
Jessica is currently being held at a DMA black site.
Cole, Seth, Theo, Finn, and Car-tali are all in the bar talking/conspiring to kill Mallory.
John is workin with Cia at the orphanage to free Jessica.
Jessica is currently being held at a DMA black site.
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Actually it wouldn't be that bad of an entrance. I mean others have done it and it would make sense.
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