[IC] Masterminds

[C W St J Nobbs]

Whatever conversation was happening behind him wasn't good. He had been content to stay the hell out of it, not seeing what any of it had to do with him, but it had taken an interesting turn. Feyd figured he should probably do something, and he had an idea what “abilities” this Jamie person was referring to, whether the red head knew or not.

“Pardon the interruption,” he said, spinning to face the two people talking near the door, “but--”

And he flicked his Zippo open, snapped the flint and pulled the flame it was producing from the lighter and into his free hand. He let go of the Zippo and it dangled from the chain he kept looped around his belt buckle and stretched the ball into a long tendril, which he swung like a whip and cracked the man across the face with and as his hand traveled past his body, he pulled it back into an orb which he slung straight into the man's chest, sending him back out the door.

“We should really go,” Feyd said to the girl as he stood and stepped towards her, and she stepped back and hesitated.

“Yo, you can either stay here for more of his friends to show up to kidnap you, or you can follow me, and maybe we can get the hell out of here before the Legion of Doom shows up, or whoever the Hell homeboy in the street works for. Your call. But he probably isn't dead, so you should make up your mind pretty snappishly. I'm Feyd, by the way.”

He didn't offer a handshake because there wasn't time for formalities, and she probably wouldn't have shook his hand anyway.

[Rusalka]

Wasn't much fun when her prey refused to fight back, but that didn't dismay Maria much. She had this girl right where she wanted her, fearful, vulnerable, and all too enticing for Maria to pass up such a decadent offer. Sauntering over to the girl laying flat on her back, about in the same predicament the psycho-girl was in earlier, she straddled the blonde, pulling from behind her back...the very same dagger this bitch flung at her. "Guess I get to return the favor now." She snickered, raising the dagger high and clenching it tight in her clawed and barbed fist, a smile on her face so macabre and sinister, it could've easily outdone Jeff the Killer's. Then with a horrible shout, she plunged the sharpened and insidious blade forward...stabbing it beside the girl's head....her once ill smile of sadistic and psychotic glee...now softening into a more sinister and rather decadent smirk as Maria inclined herself closer to the girl's face. "Don't start what you can't finish, little girlie." Her lips locked with the blonde's, deeply kissing her for a few moments, savoring the surprisingly sweet taste of her lips before grabbing her head and sending a few volts through her body, not enough to kill the girl but just the right dosage to knock her out cold....if the kiss hadn't done that already.

The deed done and Maria...quite satisfied, the cyber-goth stood up, flipping out her cellphone, "Marky, I bagged the other bitch. Wasn't easy, and I better be getting paid for this...or....I could just keep this one as my prize."

[MarshiestMallow]

"Excellent. Bring her to me" Marcus replied, "It should be easy now. Just try not to kill her. You will get your prize"

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"Don't...bet....on...it" Leela ground out, hand grabbing the blade, her body was shaking, vibrating, and she struggled to make her limbs obey her commands, but still, her fingers closed around the blade's handle. She struggled up, her face pale, and it was all she could do not the throw up. She slashed at the girls ankle, the one closet to her, and then that was all her strength spent, all her body could handle, and she fell back to the ground, blackness taking her over.

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Jamie cursed, slipping into the shadows, spreading them out, aiming for the now two subjects he would capture, appearing in front of them both. "Now I just have two prizes to take back with me" He said, his voice harsh, as he formed a ball of shadow in each hand. "I guess we are doing this the hard way. Pity"

[Rusalka]

"Well does that mean the girl or the cash? Or I can take both either way. Doesn't matter to me." Maria snickered into her phone. "Alright, I'll drag her back to your office then. See ya soon, Marky." And with that, she closed her phone with a snap, just as she felt something brush her ankle, a slice of some sort, which only made her snicker more as she turned to the girl, relishing as she fell unconscious and submitted to the tazering effects of electro-paralysis, her hand loosening its grip upon the dagger. "Heh, when will you learn, girl? Nerves run off electricity, I control electricity, and therefore...I control my nerves. Don't think a little slice to the Achilles is gonna drop me flat." A smirk cutting across her lips, sort of yearning for another sweet kiss, Maria hoisted the girl over her shoulder, already trying to figure out how the hell was she getting back to Marcus' place. "Hey Veyas, if you can hear this then stop jerking off at my thoughts and get me a ride back to Marky Mark. I don't think I'm taking to the roofs with this dead-weight."

She looked around for a moment though, catching sight of one of the street signs, 15th and Mattheson. "On second thought, brain boy. Screw the ride. Just deal with that other super-loser." 15th and Mattheson, she was closeby to her old hangout, the 5t4Tik P14yGr0UnD. It was pretty much a hole in the wall with lights and music to boot, your typical underground cyber-rave club, but above all the electro-horror noise and the blinding strobes and glittering neon was a small one bed appartment for now Maria was calling home. With her free hand, she again flipped out her phone and dialed up Marcus, "Yo. Change of plans. You want the bitch, come to Static Playground. You know where it is, and I'm to lazy to walk to your office. Bring my cash too." And with that, she shoved her phone back in her pocket and made the short trek to the club, only a few blocks away, but still the good walking distance when she had some unconscious chick weighing her down. Music could already be heard pounding through sub-woofers as Maria slipped in through the secret entrance, and instantly she was caught off guard by the epileptic flickering of strobe lights of every hallucinogenic color, the sight of several dudes and chicks, all dressed about similar to her, but with their own uniqueness, like some girls with glowing "wires" sticking out of their heads as they danced to the ill beats of Combichrist. If she didn't have this dead weight to lug around, Maria may have joined them. Quite a few cute guys down there...and girls of course, but she figured best to stow this chick on her shoulder somewhere and wait for Marcus.

"Hey, if some dude in a suit comes through here, send him up to my crib!" She called over to the club bouncer, a rather burly guy with black and white dreads and blood red vampire contacts in his eyes. He too had on a respirator, but black with silver spikes protruding from the ventilation holes and a sleeveless black shirt with YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT... written in bloody letters with a picture of a dead, mutilated Link underneath the words. The bouncer merely gave a nod to Maria, watching the girl ascend the stairwell nearby. Once in her apartment, Maria flung the girl from her shoulders onto her couch, then went into her bedroom, grabbing from her dresser....a coincidentally placed pair of handcuffs and slapping them on the girl's wrists. "Kinda wished I could use those for...something else, but I guess this'll do till Marky gets his ass down here." She stumbled over to the kitchenette next, carelessly flinging open a cabinet and taking from it a small pill bottle.....her medication from that quack shrink Dr. Vilhauser, which she was supposed to take two times per day....just to keep a bit of her sanity in check. "Hmph!" Maria huffed, downing two pills and chasing them with a splash of blue Monster she snatched out of her fridge.

"Well....never expected I'd have another chick in my place." Maria mused, taking her seat next to her prey...sleeping it off she assumed. "Sucks I gotta hand you over to Mark. You're kinda pretty come to think of it, probably alot better looking than most chicks I banged. Eh....fuck it then....at least I'm getting paid I hope.."

[MarshiestMallow]

Marcus sighed, and sent Maria a message. [i[I am not your personal Choffer. As soon as the girl has recovered from your attacks, make her walk to me. I have other things I need to take care off. Jamie is trapped with two off them, god knows what Flint is doing, and Veyas isn't exactly being conspicuous lifting a freakening tree up[/i]

"Children, all of them" Marcus sighed to himself, rising and walking over to the Tv on his office wall,a nd the cupboard next to it, pouring himself a glass of scotch and drinking it down fast. "Why I couldn't have just done this myself" He shook his head, and returned to his desk, another glass of scotch in hand.

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Leela stirred slowly, head pounding. Her wrists ached, and she tried to shift them, finding herself handcuffed, "Oh, gods. I just have to get kidnapped by someone who is into bondage" She muttered to herself, opening her eyes a bit. "urg" She tried to roll up into a sitting position, but still weak, she failed and flopped back down.

A whimper escaped her, her banged up body sending pain through her. She could heal herself, but sore muscles were something that she just couldn't do.

[Rusalka]

Bout damn time she woke up, but it was right as Maria rolled her eyes at that snarky text she recently had conjured from Marcus, a sneer coming to her lips as she just loved pushing the crotchety bastards buttons. "Could be worse." The goth quipped, her eyes glowering upon the banged up figure of the girl, squirming about in her bonds. "I could be a necrophiliac." She stood up and grabbed the girl by her arm, crudely hoisting her upwards into a standing position, making sure to keep a firm hold on this bitch, if anything Maria learned....this one was crafty. "Now listen up...eh...whatever the fuck your name is. I don't like this as much as you, but I gotta turn you over to my boss." Turns out though from a quick read over the device Marcus had given Maria....the target's name was Leela. "Ohh so that's your name. It matches you, cute."

[MarshiestMallow]

Leela didn't stay up right, her legs shook, and didn't hold her weight, and she fell towards the ground. "Whats yours, Creepy bitch?" Leela shot at her, despite being weak, despite being handcuffed and barely able to move, she wouldn't not let herself be beaten.

Her white hair was filled with dirt, her face blood stained and bruised, her clothes ripped and messed up, but Leela would never admit defeat. She stared defiantly at the girl.

[C W St J Nobbs]

Feyd saw the shadows gathering in the person's hands, but was a fraction of a second quicker, snapping on his lighter and pulling the flame into another whip. He cracked the person in the face once to stagger him, and then reached out to his opponent, grabbing a handful of his t shirt with one hand and tucked his other hand under his armpit. With one swift heave, the person was above Feyd's head and he left go. The other person slammed against the pavement and Feyd kicked him in the gut for good measure.

“RUN!” he shouted to the redhead, hoping over the crumpled heap of antagonist and taking off without really bothering to turn and see if she had listened or not.

[MarshiestMallow]

Jamie snarled, rising up once more, "Back up would be nice" he muttered to himself, and then wove the shadows to his bidden. they stretched out to follow the running man, even as Jamie lunged for the girl again, shadows wrapping around them both, "Show me what you are made off, and I might just let you go" he said darkly.

[Rusalka]

Maria had to admit that she admired this girl's moxy, because even if Leela looked like she had been through Hell and back, which she pretty much has thanks to the lightning chick grasping her arm, this white haired cutie still had the tenacity to spit blood in the psycho's face, figuratively of course, but there was a bit of crimson dribble speckling Maria's cheek. "Oh me? I'm your fucking fairy godmother!" Right back at her with the snide remarks while pushing Leela over to the door. "Name's Tesla....Maria Tesla. Maybe you'll remember it next time I'm beating you to a gory mess....or when I'm fucking your brains out." At that she gave a playful but indeed malicious bout of laughter. "Now get on your feet already. I gotta drag you halfway across town, because somebody doesn't wanna leave his comfy chair." Again, she was dragging Leela up from the ground and pulling her along, using her other hand....to call up an old friend. "Hey Marky! It's me, your favorite psycho-bitch. Listen, the girl's awake and I'm dragging her to your place now. What's up with everyone else? How 'bout a sitrep here huh?"

[C W St J Nobbs]

The shadows wrapped around Feyd and entangled his legs, but he was able to roll to his side while he fell, so he was facing his opponent. He heard the challenge, and running could only solve so much. He stood up and pulled his shirt off, revealing more scars and burns than smooth skin, with muscle rippling beneath. He flicked his lighter on and pulled out an orb, and stretched his hands to make it grow until it was the size of a basketball.

“Come on, pretty boy.”

[MarshiestMallow]

"Oh, go away Telsa, you are the least of my worries now. I assume the girl won't get away from you, keep her entertained, and alive, and make sure to get her here before she finds a way to escape. I have got to go out in the field myself. Sort out your own problems. Maybe If you accepted a car, then you wouldn't be in this miss" Marcus replied, as he shrugged on a leather jacket and headed out his office door.

Leela let herself flop, making herself a dead weight, "I'm sure either experience would be boring, painful and not at all memorable" She replied, although the kiss had been...good. She spoke in a tone of nonchalance, as if she was bored by the whole proceedings. She closed her eyes, not helping at all to get her moving, figuring she may as well make it as hard for the girl as possible.

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Jamie sighed, and threw shadows at the lighter man, not even looking, keeping his eyes on Noiran. "I wasn't talking to you, fool" He said,

[C W St J Nobbs]

Feyd dodged the first shadow, but the second caught him square in the chest, knocking the wind out of him, dispelling the orb he had and sending him crashing to the pavement again. He wheezed as he struggled to right himself as pretty boy kept walking towards the redhead.

'Why don't you just run, you goddamn idiot?' he asked himself 'He even said he wasn't talking to you.'

'Oh, yeah, it's because she's hot.' another side of his brain replied.

He flicked his lighter on again, pulled out another long tendril of flame and shot it at the back of pretty boy's head.

[MarshiestMallow]

Shadows formed around Jamie protectively even before the man had attacked, "I can hear your thoughts" Well, surface thoughts but this did not matter. He spared a glance at the man, rolling his shoulders. The attack bounced harmlessly off his shadow shield, and then Jamie smiled.

"Marcus. How kind of you to help me" He said brightly, as the man approached from down the street.

Marcus sighed, "Well, I couldn't let one of my team die on the first day of my leadership, that would just be bad luck" He replied. "After we have dealt with these two, it appears Veyas may need help, and someone needs to check on Flint. He could have died and we wouldn't know. Also Maria has frequently requested assistance despite already having her target under control. We can get to her later, let her have her fun. Right now...."

Marcus stretched out his arms, iron forming over them, and then shooting out at the man, fire dancing along it as well, and the earth shook. "For now, lets deal with these two"

[salamimike]

Flint had soon given up on the chase. The target had gotten to far away for him to do much and so the birds and insects dispatched from the chase "Well of course I didn't catch her its like someone chasing another in a jetpack...." Flint grumbled about his defeat. Removing the decade old phone from his pocket and typing in Marcus's number "She got away" Flint said straight to the point as he walked to an alleyway and sat down.

[Aisling]

Noirin was in tears as she left mostly because her arm was sensitive to pressure. It made her feel queasy inside and wanting to do things that she should not be doing or she would get into trouble. Besides that she was getting weak due to not eating properly. She always got sick because of that problem. She had to eat plenty of meat and veggies to feel good but since she had been on the run with so little money, she skimped on good food. She shouldn't have eaten so much sweets which were cheaper than the meats that her body wanted.

Her head now drooped and she did as she was told and yet held onto the two precious suitcases for dear life.. She was near to collapsing......

[KatherinWinter]

Katherin was a little disappointed that the chase had ended so quickly. She stopped creating ice beneath her feet. She started walking at a more regular pace. So it appeared that there others like her but some of them were no it so nice. Katherin was going to have to think about that. But for now it didn't change her plans. She was going to seek out others like her.

[MarshiestMallow]

"Well, that wa easy" Jamie muttered, then stepped close to the girl, wary of a trap. He scooped her up into his arms, and with a great sigh, took the suitcase from her, holding them as well.

"You should have run, Noirin, you should have run as fast as you could as soon as you walked in the door" He said weariy. "I"ll take her back Marcus"

Marcus nodded, watching the other subject, taking out his phone at the call.

"Then either find her, or go help Maria before she blows up half the city in her outrage to get her prisoner to the office"

[salamimike]

Flint grumbled and hung up. He knew where Maria would be and the device in his hand did have information on his allies as well as his foes so he used that to his advantage and soon found his way to the "5t4Tik P14yGr0UnD" where Maria would be, the bouncer recoiling and saying that he wasn't going to let Flint inside. "Tell me where Maria is?" Flint asked "What?! Get out of here freak!" The bouncer said as he pushed onto Flint. Instead of pushing on his shoulder though he pushed into the coat and it seemed to move around his hands. the insects within moving out of the way to not get squashed. The bouncer didn't care to much thinking he got the message across. That's until he began to violently throw up a green gas seemed to escape Flints hands which enveloped the Bounder. The bouncer walked a few steps and continued to be sick until he passed out. "Atleast I didn't give you something that would kill you" He thought feeling rather good of himself. He decided to let his bugs out of his coat so that he would look less suspicious as he entered the club and began to look for Maria Tesla

[Rusalka]

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"Oh, go away Telsa, you are the least of my worries now. I assume the girl won't get away from you, keep her entertained, and alive, and make sure to get her here before she finds a way to escape. I have got to go out in the field myself. Sort out your own problems. Maybe If you accepted a car, then you wouldn't be in this miss" Marcus replied, as he shrugged on a leather jacket and headed out his office door. Leela let herself flop, making herself a dead weight, "I'm sure either experience would be boring, painful and not at all memorable" She replied, although the kiss had been...good. She spoke in a tone of nonchalance, as if she was bored by the whole proceedings. She closed her eyes, not helping at all to get her moving, figuring she may as well make it as hard for the girl as possible.Jamie sighed, and threw shadows at the lighter man, not even looking, keeping his eyes on Noiran. "I wasn't talking to you, fool" He said,

"Or maybe if you weren't busy listening to your Huey Lewis tapes and getting blown under your desk by your secretary, I wouldn't be in this fucking mess either!" Maria spat into the phone towards Marcus, but by that time, the son of a bitch hung up on her....only chiding the already brutally angered woman ever more. "Hello? Hey! You fuckwad!" Bitterly, she snapped her phone shut, coldly shoving it in her pocket just as the girl....was back to being an unresponsive little pest again, her snide remarks, ballsy as they were, digging pretty well underneath Tesla's hardened skin. "You know....as much as I wanna jump your bones...you're really starting to piss me off, Leela." She grumbled, her eyes glaring with much contempt towards the white haired nuisance, doing all she could to make the other girl's job...a living nightmare. "Okay then...if that's how you wanna play." She grabbed a roll of duct tape from the living room shelf, wrapping a few strips around Leela's mouth and again hoisting the girl over her shoulder. "Gawd! For a little chick, you sure are a bitch to carry!" And down the stairs Maria went with her captive, struggling against Leela's weight and trying her damndest not to trip and make an idiot of herself. Soon she had made it back into the club area of the building, noticing...for one, the bouncer was out cold with vomit around his lips, like he just OD'd on some really hard narcotics....and two....what the fuck was that rank, horrible smell?! "Ugh! Fucking Christ!" Maria coughed, damn near gagging and dry heaving at the wretched stench assaulting her nostrils...her eyes watering. "It's like someone shit on a corpse." Too soon did Tesla recognize that odor...belonging to no other....than Flint.

What's he doing here? Mark probably sent him as a hitman....great... Rolling her eyes, she bellowed over the club music, "Yo! Bug-boy! Over here before you give someone syphilis!" Some generic dubstep, but it still had a nice beat...not to mention some sick lyrics...kinda reminiscent of well...most of the psycho's thoughts. Storming over to the diseased zombie, she heartlessly...as ever...flung the body of Leela over to Flint, a hand pinching tight her own nose to keep those fucking rotten vapors from raping her senses anymore. "Ugh....take care of this and for God and Satan's sake....don't cough on her... I gotta grab something before we get back to Marky." Climbing the stairs again, Maria ambled over to her bedroom, pulling from her dresser another respirator and slipping it on after she took a few more normal pills and met Flint back down at the club. "Alright let's bail. You brought a car, right?"