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Post by Azrael on Aug 7, 2007 22:26:14 GMT -5
"Draven is on our side Mika, he doesn't count."
his arm still around her waiste he would lead her back up the stairs.
"And stay the hell away from that big bastard. He is more trouble than you think"
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Rock
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Post by Rock on Aug 7, 2007 22:33:44 GMT -5
Run here, do this, kill that. He was really starting to need his own vacation, considering how much of a full time job following the Souji's were becoming. That red porche pulled up after that limo left, and he sat in the car for a moment, gaze scanning about. He frowned, picking up on the 'pedestrians', and shook his head with a sigh. What the hell was going on here?
He shoved the door open and stepped out. Nearly as tall as the Russian, it was a wonder he fit in that small car to begin with. He moved around it, heading to the front of the building. There was a comforting feel of his gun in the holster against his chest under the biker jacket, and the same with the weapons beneath his jacket against his back.
He stepped into the doors, and seeing Az and Mika heading up the stairs, well he started up after them, though not as fast. He didn't have everyone's superspeed abilities afterall. "Hey...Mika... what's going on? Why there an army outside?"
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 7, 2007 22:36:17 GMT -5
"I wasn't talkin 'about Draven. I was talkin' about th' one on the third floor of yer building. You really should get an exterminator darlin'."
She smirked, following him up the stairs, until she heard that familiar voice. She paused on the stairs, looking back over her shoulder. "Oh..hey. Ya missed the commies, Rock!" She had that little girl excitement going on in her voice.
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Post by Azrael on Aug 7, 2007 22:46:35 GMT -5
he would huff indignantly the sniper on the third floor of my building works for the commies. Yeah that's rich. He would shake his head as he opened the door leading back to the office.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 7, 2007 22:48:50 GMT -5
She rolled her eyes, and her hand came to the back of his neck, and steered him over to a window, peering out.. She glanced around....then snorted. "Oh look, he moved..he's dartin' around the building..." She pointed, then looked back to Rock who had finally caught up to them.
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Rock
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Post by Rock on Aug 7, 2007 22:50:44 GMT -5
"Commies?" Rock shook his head with a scowl. "That why I have ta drag my ass half way across town to pick up that pain in the ass cousin of yours?"
His scowl grew as he moved past Az and Mika towards Xavier's office to pick up his lovely bundle of painful joy.
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Post by Azrael on Aug 7, 2007 22:51:45 GMT -5
Pulling out his phone he would dial draven
"we got roaches"
no sooner did than word left his lips a shot rang out followed about two seconds later by a crash and a car alarm going off.
"I was wrong, i can admit it...
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 7, 2007 22:51:55 GMT -5
Mika watched Rock stomp off, and looked at Azrael with a thoughtful expression. "He needs to get laid." She gave a firm nod, Then grinned at Az. "And I told ya so. I can say that."
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Royce
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Post by Royce on Aug 8, 2007 0:05:12 GMT -5
Royce finished up just as Rock came in. She glanced at him, and gave a slight nod before yanking off the blonde wig and leaving it on Xavier's desk. She got up and moved for the door, pulling the baseball cap over those ebon locks, and with a sigh, Rock would turn to follow her back down. Royce stopped just inside of the doors leading to the outside, frowning as she took note of the many out there still. Wonderful..snipers? She shook her head, and closed her eyes.
Every last sniper in the area...(Sorry Draven!) would find their guns suddenly falling apart in their hands as she mentally tore them apart. She stepped out of the building and hurried to the Porche, Rock close behind. She climbed in and slammed the door, buckling up and waiting for the big man to get in and take her home.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 11, 2007 0:16:49 GMT -5
It was a couple days later when she finally made her appearance outdoors alone. It was bright outside, so she was wearing her sunglasses and had on all white, covering up most of her skin, along with a white cap. She stood out on the ferry bound for Ellis Island, leaning on the railing as she glanced about at the people all going. Thankfully they were leaving her be, and her attention went to watching the water as she gave a slight yawn.
She had done some reconnaisance the last couple of days, and now she was just looking to enjoy a nice peaceful day off.
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victor
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Post by victor on Aug 11, 2007 1:31:29 GMT -5
Victor was black ops. For a big man he could hide himself almost anywhere. His time with Ichabod only served to help him further those skills. Even things like scent could be masked. A useful trick when hunting his own kind. Ichabod’s had been clear. Observe the Americans keep an eye on them and report anything of interest. Was a vampire on a ferry to Ellis Island interesting? Well Victor had certainly taken an interest. The words she had spoken to him the other night still clear in his mind as he watched her. The sadistic thoughts of a pure predator running through his head. What had been reconnaissance had begun to resemble a hunt for him, and Victor loved to hunt. As she leaned on that railing she would feel a hand caress almost lovingly against her hair before the cause would vanish. Victor disappearing in the crowd before she could ever get a look at him. A sadistic smile planted firmly on his face.
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 11, 2007 1:36:14 GMT -5
Her head had jerked up and body half twisted as she snarled, prepared to yell at whomever it was that touched her. Well, that snarl faded into confusion as she realized...no one was there? Her gaze drifted to the few people near her, and they all were just giving her a 'she's weird' sort of look. Jaw tensed, and she leaned back against the railing now, trying to act nonchalant, her gaze drifting about , though she was on alert now trying to spot anything strange.
It wasn't many who could get past her field of observation, but she did seem to miss the big guy regardless. Finally, she pushed away from the railing and moved to her bike, sliding onto it as the ferry approached the Island. She rocked the bike back off of the stand, pushing it forward a bit and prepared for the ferry to dock and unload.
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victor
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Post by victor on Aug 11, 2007 1:39:39 GMT -5
As keen as a vampires senses were she would be sure to notice the sent of gasoline as she climbed onto the bike. If she were to inspect further she'd find the gas line leading into the bike's engine cleanly cut. Victor was still meshed with the crowd watching Intently
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Post by Mika Jade Nyte on Aug 11, 2007 1:44:35 GMT -5
Well ain't that a bitch? She had smelled the gas, and then had noticed the line. Oh....fucking...no. Someone messed..with her bike. With her baby! She growled low, getting off to inspect her bike closer, yanking the keys out, thankful she hadn't tried starting it up right away. "Son o' a bitch..."
The ferry had finally docked, and people were filing off. She sighed, grabbing the handlebars and pushing her bike out after everyone, her senses now in overdrive. She pushed the bike away from the crowd, moving down a slight path around the base of the Statue, then stopped, dropping the kickstand and crouching down again to inspect her bike more. "Fuck..."
Her instinct was starting to kick into overdrive itself, and she rose up, her head twisting around as she began to scan the area, her hand sliding into her pocket to pull out her phone.
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victor
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Post by victor on Aug 11, 2007 1:50:35 GMT -5
Victor was there, in the crowds around the statue. though to her searching eyes his form, that of any of the hundred random tourists was paying her no more attention, or no more threatening than any of the others. He kept one eye on her but he was well trained and did nothing to give himself away, though his phone did slip from his pocket. and moving to her number in his contacts. A number he paid very highly to obtain. Sending her a short. Simple text message.
Ever feel like you are being watched?
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