We can split it three and three? Though do you want me to work on Jackson's or do you want to? Doesn't matter to meee.
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Sounds good to me. I mean the only reason the N.M. squad was/has been created was because of traitors or maybe there was a dormant task force that were for specific occasions like it. Rouge task force, Cursed ones with actual hitman skills, and the likes. They just have to dust off the gear and get to it.
And because Jackson can be considered as one who "knew Ty" in the workplace, he's assigned to lead that. Sooo, yeah! I'd say including Jackson there's maybe 6 on that team? Since it has to be a lot more 'low-key' when hunting.
And because Jackson can be considered as one who "knew Ty" in the workplace, he's assigned to lead that. Sooo, yeah! I'd say including Jackson there's maybe 6 on that team? Since it has to be a lot more 'low-key' when hunting.
How about we shorthand that to: No Mercy squad.
Let's make some angst!
Let's make some angst!
Something of the sort lol. This is very loosely created. A "make it up as we go" sort of thing apparently.
But I did name one person, Jackson. He can be apart of it. Haven't really detailed him yet.
But I did name one person, Jackson. He can be apart of it. Haven't really detailed him yet.
The anime looks familiar but I'm sure I've never seen it. Isn't it like Usagi or something?
Annnd yep! Ty has neighbors. Probably going to make a 'close friend' later, but where the story is headed, I think they'll be appearing sooner.
Edit: I just realized we should probably make someone who is in charge of hunting them both down. (The Team Rocket Villain lol)
Annnd yep! Ty has neighbors. Probably going to make a 'close friend' later, but where the story is headed, I think they'll be appearing sooner.
Edit: I just realized we should probably make someone who is in charge of hunting them both down. (The Team Rocket Villain lol)
Everything was going smoothly so far. The task force first collected everyone from their apartment- as many as they could, and when they were escorted outside, the Cursed ones were weeded out from the ones that were decoys. Ty sent a squadron around the sides in order to catch any that tried to escape, but it occurred to her while they were driving that there was an alleyway connecting behind the apartment.
She mentally cursed for not covering all her bases. “There’s an alley behind the apartment, I’m going to circle around to make sure no one gets through. Cover this area first and then send for back up!” Ty didn’t wait for a response. She was already on the move, racing to reach the alley before anyone could escape.
She had expected for one to try and stray from the apartment, but what she didn’t expect was to run right into one. Ty coughed as soon as she hit the ground, trying to catch her breath. Fortunately for her it didn’t take long and she was already scrambling up and grabbing her gun. “You’re only making this worse for yourself!” She didn’t expect her call to have much effect, but she hoped the guy wasn’t as stupid as she thought. Then again, he’s running from the cops so of course he’s dumb.
There was no way Ty was going to let her first real mission be a failure because one managed to escape. “-kssh- Ty, we’ve rounded them up! We’re heading your way.”
“We have a runner. I’m hot on their trails. Hurry and get here!” She let go of her walkie talkie and rushed after him.
It didn’t take long for the alley to end and for them to end up back on the streets in the public view. There wasn’t much of a ‘public’ considering how late it was, which gave them both an advantage of not having to run and push people. “I don’t want to shoot, but you keep running and I will!” It was her final warning. Ty had already raised her gun, attempting to keep a steady and non lethal aim while running at him.
Her first shot missed.
So did the second.
Ty grumbled under her breath planning to shoot the runaway in the leg. It was all she needed in order to catch up and take him in. Before the Cursed ones were executed, they were put through questioning. And the way this one was running, he probably had a few answers the Hunter Task Force needed. “That was your last ch-”
Her mumbled banter was interrupted when something knocked her over. She was on the ground when she realized it was a heavy barrel now rolling through the streets and a dog and its owner running the opposite way. With a closer look, Ty noticed it was several barrels and they were coming towards both the Cursed one and her. “What the-” The man chasing after the dog yelled something that she assumed was an apology, but she was a bit dazed by the hit. One of the barrels had broken and she realized it was assorted fruit that hit her. No wonder it hurt.
Realizing her target was still escaping, Ty slowly stood up with a hand to her head in attempts to quell the pain in her head. The sudden blaring of a horn made Ty whirl around to see a 16 wheeler attempting to swerve out of the way of the random barrels, only to lose control and head right for the store Ty was in front of. Seeing nothing but headlights coming at her, Ty couldn’t help go into a paralyzed shock.
She mentally cursed for not covering all her bases. “There’s an alley behind the apartment, I’m going to circle around to make sure no one gets through. Cover this area first and then send for back up!” Ty didn’t wait for a response. She was already on the move, racing to reach the alley before anyone could escape.
She had expected for one to try and stray from the apartment, but what she didn’t expect was to run right into one. Ty coughed as soon as she hit the ground, trying to catch her breath. Fortunately for her it didn’t take long and she was already scrambling up and grabbing her gun. “You’re only making this worse for yourself!” She didn’t expect her call to have much effect, but she hoped the guy wasn’t as stupid as she thought. Then again, he’s running from the cops so of course he’s dumb.
There was no way Ty was going to let her first real mission be a failure because one managed to escape. “-kssh- Ty, we’ve rounded them up! We’re heading your way.”
“We have a runner. I’m hot on their trails. Hurry and get here!” She let go of her walkie talkie and rushed after him.
It didn’t take long for the alley to end and for them to end up back on the streets in the public view. There wasn’t much of a ‘public’ considering how late it was, which gave them both an advantage of not having to run and push people. “I don’t want to shoot, but you keep running and I will!” It was her final warning. Ty had already raised her gun, attempting to keep a steady and non lethal aim while running at him.
Her first shot missed.
So did the second.
Ty grumbled under her breath planning to shoot the runaway in the leg. It was all she needed in order to catch up and take him in. Before the Cursed ones were executed, they were put through questioning. And the way this one was running, he probably had a few answers the Hunter Task Force needed. “That was your last ch-”
Her mumbled banter was interrupted when something knocked her over. She was on the ground when she realized it was a heavy barrel now rolling through the streets and a dog and its owner running the opposite way. With a closer look, Ty noticed it was several barrels and they were coming towards both the Cursed one and her. “What the-” The man chasing after the dog yelled something that she assumed was an apology, but she was a bit dazed by the hit. One of the barrels had broken and she realized it was assorted fruit that hit her. No wonder it hurt.
Realizing her target was still escaping, Ty slowly stood up with a hand to her head in attempts to quell the pain in her head. The sudden blaring of a horn made Ty whirl around to see a 16 wheeler attempting to swerve out of the way of the random barrels, only to lose control and head right for the store Ty was in front of. Seeing nothing but headlights coming at her, Ty couldn’t help go into a paralyzed shock.
Ty's Neighbors
Names: Charles and Emily Stetson
Age: 47 and 8
Personality: TBD (Typical neighbors, nice and the likes) Emily feeds Ty's cat when she's at work.
Four days left.
The days were going by so quick despite what Hiro expected. At first, it was all planning and staying out of the way which seemed to be so long and drawn out and a little too meticulous. Staying out of the way was also an excuse to pull Akito away from various frenzies like his step mother’s calls to talk about decorations or his father’s talks of- well anything. Akito always seemed to look at least a little uncomfortable, so it was hard to tell what was actually worse for the soldier. The prince figured it was probably not the best idea to leave him in such awkward predicaments so often. It wasn’t fair to him.
Of course, stealing Akito away from his parents also stopped their consistent questioning about the two together. Sometimes, he’d steal the man away just for the sole purpose of letting him find somewhere to relax, but more often than not, Hiro found that he did enjoy the ‘soon-to-be’ royal’s company. Akito was so wildly different than the typical people who surrounded him all of his life and fed him with a silver spoon. When not bothered, he was rather calm and interesting. Sure, the rest of the palace was relatively calm but it was also because they were forced to. Having Akito around to genuinely be interested in some of the things he did was a nice feeling. The more he actually spent time with his betrothed, the more the idea of marrying him didn’t sound so bad. With how jittery Akito could be, Hiro wasn’t sure if the feelings were reciprocated. It was fine if they weren’t though, it was obvious that Akito wasn’t very fond- or at least used to the royal lifestyle.
While the thought of it all made him sigh, he was considerably more okay with it all than before. Being forced into marriage wasn’t ideal, but at least it was with someone who was tolerable. With all the thoughts of Akito, he did consider that maybe if this was going to work out he should probably take more interest in the things the soldier liked to do...
The prince hummed a little toon and strolled through one of the many gardens. He remembered seeing Akito there last and decided to pop in to see him. “Akiiitoo~” Hiro sang out, leaning in the doorway.
Not seeing him made him the prince waltz further into the garden and call out to him once more. “Hm, I could have sworn this was the right- Oh, there you are.” Hiro smiled and leaned over, resting his hands on the stone bench in front of him. “I was wondering if you wanted to head into town today? Get off palace grounds?” He could use the change in scenery, but Hiro for once was more wondering about Akito’s well being than his own wishes. Better now than never to really try to start bonding more, right?
The days were going by so quick despite what Hiro expected. At first, it was all planning and staying out of the way which seemed to be so long and drawn out and a little too meticulous. Staying out of the way was also an excuse to pull Akito away from various frenzies like his step mother’s calls to talk about decorations or his father’s talks of- well anything. Akito always seemed to look at least a little uncomfortable, so it was hard to tell what was actually worse for the soldier. The prince figured it was probably not the best idea to leave him in such awkward predicaments so often. It wasn’t fair to him.
Of course, stealing Akito away from his parents also stopped their consistent questioning about the two together. Sometimes, he’d steal the man away just for the sole purpose of letting him find somewhere to relax, but more often than not, Hiro found that he did enjoy the ‘soon-to-be’ royal’s company. Akito was so wildly different than the typical people who surrounded him all of his life and fed him with a silver spoon. When not bothered, he was rather calm and interesting. Sure, the rest of the palace was relatively calm but it was also because they were forced to. Having Akito around to genuinely be interested in some of the things he did was a nice feeling. The more he actually spent time with his betrothed, the more the idea of marrying him didn’t sound so bad. With how jittery Akito could be, Hiro wasn’t sure if the feelings were reciprocated. It was fine if they weren’t though, it was obvious that Akito wasn’t very fond- or at least used to the royal lifestyle.
While the thought of it all made him sigh, he was considerably more okay with it all than before. Being forced into marriage wasn’t ideal, but at least it was with someone who was tolerable. With all the thoughts of Akito, he did consider that maybe if this was going to work out he should probably take more interest in the things the soldier liked to do...
The prince hummed a little toon and strolled through one of the many gardens. He remembered seeing Akito there last and decided to pop in to see him. “Akiiitoo~” Hiro sang out, leaning in the doorway.
Not seeing him made him the prince waltz further into the garden and call out to him once more. “Hm, I could have sworn this was the right- Oh, there you are.” Hiro smiled and leaned over, resting his hands on the stone bench in front of him. “I was wondering if you wanted to head into town today? Get off palace grounds?” He could use the change in scenery, but Hiro for once was more wondering about Akito’s well being than his own wishes. Better now than never to really try to start bonding more, right?
“You know-” Aoba started, still gazing down over at his feathers, but never was able to finish. Whatever he was going to say was quickly forgotten when he was pulled into the kiss. Aoba’s own reaction was different than he expected it to be. Instead of his usual surprise, the angel as innocent as ever reciprocated the kiss. He didn’t think much of it at first besides the fact that he did enjoy it. However the hands gliding up to his hair did send a small shiver down his spine. Kuro’s hands were gentle and comforting, but there was something else to it that Aoba couldn’t put his finger on. When Kuro did finally pull away, the angel stayed in place for a few more moments. His eyes searched for answers to an unknown question. There was something...something that his conscious- or whatever nagging feeling he had, continued to prod at him about. Part of him was curious while the other debate just how alert he needed to be. It was almost frustrating that he couldn’t figure it out.
“Hm?” Kuro broke the silence with words that made Aoba brighten up. “I would like that very much.” A lot of things managed to go over Aoba’s head, but for some reason he didn't miss the playful tone in his voice as he spoke. However, the angel wasn't quite sure what it meant. Well, he had an idea but he wasn't sure if it was right. For an angel, he realized he wasn't the most perceptive of others’ emotions. Instead of thinking of his own flaws though, he accepted he wasn't perfect and remembered, ’At least I'm not like those guards’. It was somewhat relieving to just accept himself as he was. It helped him relax even more.
Still, not being able to read Kuro, who was practically screaming, was frustrating. Aoba was too embarrassed to ask though so he looked away, out to the trees, but only for a few moments. It was like trying to figure out some complicated riddle that he’d never seen before- but he was absolutely sure there was something to be solved. “Hey I-” He hummed, cutting off the sentence. The angel refrained from pouting like a little kid again and sighed. Out of nowhere, Aoba did get an idea- almost an epiphany of his own. Aoba wasn’t very good at hiding his emotions either so it showed when he brightened up.
“I was thinking-” ’It’s just a question Aoba, no reason to be so panicky. Relax. Why do I always have a hard time relaxing??’ “Well…” Aoba poked his fingers together, focusing on everything except the creeping flush to his cheeks. “The couch...I doubt it’s all that comfy.” His gaze averted to the side, not quite being able to hold contact with the demon next to him. He was a little embarrassed to ask- hoping his question wouldn’t cause any...well anything negative. “But there’s no other room- with a bed at least. So, uh, I was wondering if you’d, maybe, want to sleep upstairs...with me?” The angel could feel himself sinking lower into the warm tub out of sheer embarrassment for asking. It was a bit of a selfish thing to ask for considering it was simply for personal gain innocent as he may be, but with it was Aoba’s undeniable caring attitude as well. It was hard to understand why he wanted to be so close to the demon, save for actual affection he had for Kuro.
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The simplicity of it all made Fenrir actually laugh. He couldn’t help it. Watching just how nervous Aoba was to ask Kuro something so simple made it clear just how innocent the angel was. “Geez… I wonder who his parents are....” It never dawned on the doctor that even angels could have been so ‘shut in’ from their own societies. The kid hadn’t dated anyone to know just what was going on, and Fenrir couldn’t help but shake his head like a disappointed father. “He has a lot of...life learning to do.” It was just a shame Aoba never got to do so while he was still….
Fenrir shook the thought and focused on the mirror, now mildly more interested on just how Kuro would respond and also praying that Kuro would restrain himself as well. Aoba was really testing out that demon’s patience and even he was amazed at how well...restraint he managed to stay. “Hopefully it will stay that way…” In the back of his mind however, Fenrir definitely wondered about Aoba’s family.
~~~~~
“It’s a pretty big bed,” Aoba began to mumble. “And I can make sure my wings aren’t in the way.” Aoba felt like he was somehow digging a deeper, more embarrassing hole so he quietly waited his ‘judgement’ by Kuro.
“Hm?” Kuro broke the silence with words that made Aoba brighten up. “I would like that very much.” A lot of things managed to go over Aoba’s head, but for some reason he didn't miss the playful tone in his voice as he spoke. However, the angel wasn't quite sure what it meant. Well, he had an idea but he wasn't sure if it was right. For an angel, he realized he wasn't the most perceptive of others’ emotions. Instead of thinking of his own flaws though, he accepted he wasn't perfect and remembered, ’At least I'm not like those guards’. It was somewhat relieving to just accept himself as he was. It helped him relax even more.
Still, not being able to read Kuro, who was practically screaming, was frustrating. Aoba was too embarrassed to ask though so he looked away, out to the trees, but only for a few moments. It was like trying to figure out some complicated riddle that he’d never seen before- but he was absolutely sure there was something to be solved. “Hey I-” He hummed, cutting off the sentence. The angel refrained from pouting like a little kid again and sighed. Out of nowhere, Aoba did get an idea- almost an epiphany of his own. Aoba wasn’t very good at hiding his emotions either so it showed when he brightened up.
“I was thinking-” ’It’s just a question Aoba, no reason to be so panicky. Relax. Why do I always have a hard time relaxing??’ “Well…” Aoba poked his fingers together, focusing on everything except the creeping flush to his cheeks. “The couch...I doubt it’s all that comfy.” His gaze averted to the side, not quite being able to hold contact with the demon next to him. He was a little embarrassed to ask- hoping his question wouldn’t cause any...well anything negative. “But there’s no other room- with a bed at least. So, uh, I was wondering if you’d, maybe, want to sleep upstairs...with me?” The angel could feel himself sinking lower into the warm tub out of sheer embarrassment for asking. It was a bit of a selfish thing to ask for considering it was simply for personal gain innocent as he may be, but with it was Aoba’s undeniable caring attitude as well. It was hard to understand why he wanted to be so close to the demon, save for actual affection he had for Kuro.
~~~~~
The simplicity of it all made Fenrir actually laugh. He couldn’t help it. Watching just how nervous Aoba was to ask Kuro something so simple made it clear just how innocent the angel was. “Geez… I wonder who his parents are....” It never dawned on the doctor that even angels could have been so ‘shut in’ from their own societies. The kid hadn’t dated anyone to know just what was going on, and Fenrir couldn’t help but shake his head like a disappointed father. “He has a lot of...life learning to do.” It was just a shame Aoba never got to do so while he was still….
Fenrir shook the thought and focused on the mirror, now mildly more interested on just how Kuro would respond and also praying that Kuro would restrain himself as well. Aoba was really testing out that demon’s patience and even he was amazed at how well...restraint he managed to stay. “Hopefully it will stay that way…” In the back of his mind however, Fenrir definitely wondered about Aoba’s family.
~~~~~
“It’s a pretty big bed,” Aoba began to mumble. “And I can make sure my wings aren’t in the way.” Aoba felt like he was somehow digging a deeper, more embarrassing hole so he quietly waited his ‘judgement’ by Kuro.
I some how missed this post despite seeing it like three times.
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