No Escape ; Sequel Two IC

[KatnissEverdeen]

Melody now watched Saren, as she tried to copy Melody's own sexuall ways with flirtacious flutters and smiles. It's to bad Melody didn't like her. They could be one hell of a team. But it seemed Melody gad been at that game far longer, and could tell when a boy just wanted some sex or was actually being reeled in.
That thought satisfied her, and so she fixated her eyes on that guard who she now had control over, and was itching to think up something to make him do.
" Hmmmn..." she says aloud, purring almost.

[Nytem4re]

"This is Nomad 6-4, asking for landing permissions Foxtrot Actual. " "Roger that Nomad 6-4. This is Foxtrot Actual. Landing bay is open for a brief period of time." The helicopter landed softly onto the landing pad and the doors quickly closed behind it to avoid detection. A squad of soldiers stepped out, and after them, was a menacing figure, who slowly stepped out of the helicopter. He got a few looks from those who caught a glimpse of him... He didn't blame them. After all, He was "Akula", which was the shark in Russian. They respected, yet feared the man. He had been helping with the resistance movement, but had never stated why. After all, one supporting such a group took considerable risk, and that made them more suspicious of him. Akula saw a captain come up to him. "..Akula. Fancy meeting you here. I suppose you are here to glance at the new arrivals?" "Yes captain. Show me the way." The captain walked him towards a window overlooking a large area, and the captain pointed over in the direction of a group. "That's them Akula. Now, if you excuse me, I have other matters to attend to." The hulking figure of a man stared down at the group. They seemed unaware to his presence. If only they were smart enough to look up.. Akula chuckled to himself as he watched the group interact with each other.

[Savi]

She looked over at Melody and she rolled her eyes. She wasn't going to play her childish games. She was 5000 years old, for crying out loud! She didn't need some child slut kicking her down. Saren! You called her a slut! Disgraceful! You stooped to her level right there! She felt horrible.

[Silyan]

Audrey looked to Lily and laughed, "But then again. We're all mutant mythical creatures with super powers. So we have different circumstances." She sakd, smiling before looking to Melody and raising an eyebrow, "What's going on in that pretty little head of yours? Nope, nevermind. I'm scared to know." She laughed, leaning back in her seat.

[Nereid]

"Don't say that too loud" she said, chuckling. "You never know who may be listening" she said, unaware of Akula's prescence.

[Silyan]

"Well it's obvious we're all here for a reason. I'm assuming it's not to see how our day has been and if we wanat a spare cookie. More than likely for our 'gifts'. " Audret sighed, hanging her head over the seat.

[Nereid]

"That's what I'm thinking as well. We were just starting to get used to living a normal life once again" Dean said, shrugging. "I don't know why they'd want me. I have no powers. Nothing. I'm just a guy"

[Silyan]

"If they have you," Audrey said, nodding at Dean, "Then they also have her. You guys wouldn't leave eachother just like that. So you're basically insurance." She said, nodding to Lily.

[Nereid]

"Well, I wish they'd just get it over and done with" Lily said, sighing and picking at her nails. It was a nervous habit she'd not been able to break.

[Cartwright]

(Endangerment will be done tomorrow but this will just be the pin being pulled tell me if it's acceptable.)

Milled continued his driving back slowing down to traffic regulations. Ahead though he began to notice cars were not ahead. The busy street he was on became almost dead. It meant only one thing to the FBI agent according to his experience and he didn't like it. Someone's blocked off the road. He straightened his jacket and got out of the car, proceeding to the trunk. Once at the trunk he popped it open then removed the flooring to reveal his sub machine gun with two spare magazines which he took up. Pulling the strap over his neck Miller began dialing a phone number.

"Control here." A familiar voice of the man Miller had conversed with said.

"This is special agent Miller.. I'm in trouble." He reported putting the phone in his jacket pocket still on the conversation. The agent also stuffed away the magazines in his inner jacket pocket. Armageddon was destined to start up.