AcerRo

The Unwanted.

@Superman
Huzzah. Let the V cards be... You know I would say taken or ripped up but our Maiden, pure as the driven snow is only 15.... Ew.]

I think at this point. Everyone has something to reply to do or a way to drive the story forward, yes?

The Unwanted.

Elijah Craigh
Interacting with: DeMarcus and Parker Blake, Lynnette Marshall, Isaac Reynolds.

"Why in the hell can't you keep from running your damn mouth Eli!? You trying to get us killed!?" Lorrie shouted at Elijah Craigh.

"Ought to throw his ass out there and let them deal with him. I ain't dying for this drunken pile of shit!" One of Linehouse's shotgun toting deputies shouted at him.

"Toss him out Sheriff. He's only gonna to get us killed." The first deputy shouted pointing his shotgun at Eli. "Let them deal with him!"

Eli's face slowly quickly turned into a scowl as he watched the shotgun aimed at him. "I'd put that gun down if I was you. Not gonna end well for you boy." Elijah's voice was filled with anger. He was ready to go off.

"Lower that gun Charlies. We're not throwing anyone out there, not with whats going on out there." Linehouse told both his deputies.

"How's your back DeMar? You might want to get your sister and Lynnette out of here." Elijah said nodding his head towards back room. "It's about to get loud in here." There was something almost sinister in his voice, something frighting.

"Eliiiiiii." Linehouse said know what Eli was capable of. The last thing that Linehouse needed right now was injured deputy, or worse. Things were already getting out of hand, getting a man down right now could be catastrophic.

Eli's eyes darting back and forth between the deputies. The very split second the deputies finger moved towards the trigger Elijah sprang towards him. He shoved the shotgun up as it went off and quickly jammed the webbing between his thumb and index finger in the deputies throat.

That one slight moment of shock was all Eli needed to get the shotgun away from the deputy. He didn't hesitate to rack in another round and point it at the other deputy that wanted Eli tossed out into the riot. "Get on your knees." Eli growled as his shotgun followed the man to the ground.

"Don't you pull that trigger Eli. I swear I'll burn you down right here." Linehouse said slowly leveling his handgun at Eli. His third deputy with a shotgun aimed for Eli's chest, as did Lorrie.

"State comes here Linehouse, aint a one...." Eli's eye's trailed off as something caught his attention. It was Deputy Cunningham and Isaac Reynolds. Both of them had blank, soulless look in their bright yellow eyes. Everything about them was wrong, the way they stood, the way they moved, each and every bit of them was wrong. Even their skin looked... Almost ghostly white.

Eli couldn't help but lower his weapon from a sheer lack of understanding. His head cocked to one side and bewildered look crossed his face. "The fuck is wrong with you." Eli said not at all understanding what was going on with the two new arrivals.

The shift in Eli's face was enough for Linehouse and everyone else with gun pointed at Eli to take notice. They were all just confused as Eli as to what was going on.

"Are... You two okay?" Lorrie asked with a worried look on her face.

Eli heard one phrase that instantly put him back on guard. "The Lion will roar, and the Morning Star will rise." Both of them acted and spoke as one. In concert they raised handguns, aimed at whoever was in front of them .Eli didn't hesitate to shoot both of them. The concussion from the blasts were deafening and seem to shake the entire room.

"Damn it Eli!" Lineshouse shouted as Eli walked towards the two men. Both of them had been hit and knocked backed. However much to Eli's surprise, Issac Reynolds was still alive, gut shot but still alive. "Huh, my aim must has been off. That was lucky wasn't it?" Eli said aloud as he noticed Issac's palm glowing red.

Blood spilled from Issac's mouth "We'll keep coming for them Craigh. No one can escape the Morning Star."

Eli didn't hesitate shoot Issac again, he made sure to hit him in the chest.. "Didn't miss that time, did I? Little fucking shit." Eli said to himself quietly.

"Everyone alright? Most of the bad guys are dead now." Eli asked out loud with shotgun at the ready, looking down the hall. He was ready for anyone else that might be coming.

The Unwanted.

@Polaris North
I'll do a better job of keeping up with the details.

@SheriffLlama
I'll get to work on a post over lunch.

@Superman@Xandrya
I hope one of you guys makes a v card joke.

I will format that post and clean it up tomorrow. Im gonna end up editing it but you get what going on right now. We won't be in town for too much longer.

The Unwanted.

@DarkwolfX37
Well... Even if she doesn't somebody else does. As of right now no one has gotten rid of their phones.

@SheriffLlama
You still with us?

The Unwanted.

@DarkwolfX37

I don't remember ever reading that Luna got read of her phone. I figured she'd still have a burner phone... I honestly can't remember anyone tossing their phones.

The Unwanted.

So we are waiting on Luna and who else?

The Unwanted.

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I don't know how to interpret that...

Oooh, good. Someone I don't have an opinion on but Violet might.

It's more "hey can I borrow your gun and your car keys cool I'mma destroy their stuff" sort of thing rather than a "I can totally solo these guys" thing. It might not even be possible in the first place if she can't total borrow JJ or Ashton's vehicle.
Though Ashton's would make for some interesting interaction...

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Doesn't Luna not have a phone right now?

@DarkwolfX37

It's a better world than the one we got. Take all the issues we have social issues we have pull them back a few notches. The economy is better, the social issues aren't as bad.

Tell you what. Go ahead and write, if we need to pull it back, we will. Just don't get too carried away.

The Unwanted.

@Superman
No one has to. Just seems like dude ought to be able to get one.

@DarkwolfX37
Yes, but before these events. People got a long better and were happier.

2017

... Kasich.

I'm kinda iffy on that. Based on what was written your character didn't have a choice but to figure out how use her powers and had to do it quickly. However she still a kid getting shot at.

@Polaris North
Well, this basically a raid hat was planned in less than hour. I'm willing to give you a heads up, like the text message but I don't want to give you much more than that.

@Xandrya
I would giggle if you refused to heal him.

The Unwanted.

@Polaris North No problem. Would you like to take control of the swat in the next post, or would you like to do a collaboration?

Also, I'd like to see someone in Buckhead get hurt or shot by the bean bag guy.

So, do we have a posting order in Harlan?

The Unwanted.

BUCKHEAD.

An old man sat in his chair. His chair faced a wall glass, glass that over looked the city of New Orleans. His name was Julian Guiderone. A shadowy figure that one reads of in books or sees in movies.

Julian Guiderone had been behind the scenes of some of the worlds most changing events. The rise of climate change, Russian intervention in Syria, The Irian nuclear deal and his persoal favorite, The United States becoming involved in the Middle East.

His face and body both looked younger than his seventy years. His mind was however, was frightfully quick. With an ability to think many more steps ahead than peers, if he had any.

A man, much younger than Julian Guiderone entered the room. A dark haired middle aged man, with fair complication and dark grey glasses. Everything about him was perfect, from head to toe, nothing was out of place. Not a hair, nor a crease in his clothing. To be in the employ of one like Julian Guiderone, perfection was the cost.

"Sir, if I may. The FBI has dispatched a SWAT team in Atlanta and Elijah Craigh seems is also in Harlan County Sheriffs office. How Shall we proceed?" The younger asked as he placed a fresh glass of brandy on the old man side table.

"The young Russian girl, Luna Yvilkov, send her a text message. Inform her of what is coming and tell her to exit through the front. The SWAT team will be overconfident in their numbers, a full assault through the rear is most likely." Julian Guiderone's eyes never left the lights dancing upon the water. "Do you need instruction on the matter?"

"No sir. If you'll excuse me." Not another word was exchanged and the younger man left to room to follow his orders.

Julian Guiderone's face cringed a just the slightest amount at the thought of Elijah Craigh. Elijah had foiled a plan or two in the past. It was all a matter of circumstances, Elijah had no way of knowing what was really going on. He was just a solider, nothing more.

Yet Julian knew, the stories told of Elijah were true. It seemed almost every Special Forces and Intelligence group had a name for him. THe Russians called him Baba Yaga, the English called him the Boogieman, the Americans called him Reaper and the Middle East called him Azrael. These names were hard earned, and spoken of in hushed tones.

With a few moments, the work was done. The plan was set in motion. A message was sent to the young Russian woman Luna Yvilkov. "SWAT is coming, leave through the front. Take everyone with you."

Just a block short of the club a heavily armored van suddenly came to a stop. From the rear of the van six men came busting out. Each of them armed with short barrel automatic rifles and equipped with a full kit meant for a full on assault.

All but one of them ran down a back alley to and entered through the rear. The remaining one took a position hidden behind a car but a clear sight of the front door. He also carried with him a shotgun, loaded with bean bag rounds. He waited with a finger on the trigger, waiting for the right people to come out.

As the five stacked behind one another, each person checked the safety on their weapons ensuring they were off. A single pat issued the order to breach the back door and enter the building. Each room would be checked and cleared, anyone resisting would be forced to comply.