Baconator

Supernatural Dealings

Same here T.T

I was really looking forward to this playing out but so far its just Silent and myself really T.T

Supernatural Dealings

Shit hits the fan, everything is declared hostile. Hell yes. An Infantry Marines wet dream. David smirked to himself. Looser ROE's made everything easier and he couldn't help but think of all the good men who'd died over the last few years in the middle east due to strict rules of engagement. It also helps When your enemy is clearly defined and not hiding behind women and children. But this was a level of infiltration that the Vampire was unfamiliar with. No tactical gear, no navy seal shit. This was more like some CIA type stuff. Not Davids usual forte but he would improvise, adapt, and overcome as he always has. Trixy said she was more than happy to help him and Mikael in the art of subtly. Davids first challenge in this was to find some fancy clothes he could conceal his weapons under since his biker jacket was likely out of question. And he only had ten minutes to do it. He scoffed, ten minutes was plenty of time.

As the brief concluded he gestured for Trixy and Mikael to join him outside the briefing room door. "Trixy if you don't mind I'm going to need a quick lesson in classy Vampire club attire. And Mikael.. i hope to god you have something close to what were looking for because all i have as of now are three sets of the same clothes i have on now.."

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David hardly slept over the course of the night. It was like a human trying to sleep all day when they were used to sleeping at night but he'd managed a few hours. Morning had come and he rolled out of bed and went through the routine of showering, brushing his teeth, and flossing. Vampires couldn't actually get gingivitis or anything like that but he liked to have clean chompers. He rummaged through his bag and picked out a fresh black v-neck and a pair of black jeans, getting dressed quickly and throwing on his black danners. Never without a weapon, he strapped on his shoulder holster and Glock. Groggily he walked out and to the elevator intent on the lab and breakfast.

The good Doctor was already up and about in his lab and greeted the Vampire enthusiastically. "Morning, Doc." he replied as the man handed him a pack of blood from the Vampires stock. Tempting as it was to drain the bag there, he held onto it and brought it with him to the briefing room and would drink it slowly throughout the brief. The Marine Corps had hounded that during a brief one should take as many notes as possible but being a Vampire he had terrific memory. Notes were a thing of the past. David could pay attention and enjoy his breakfast all at once. It occurred to him that he might be a tad bit disrespectful feeding in front of everyone but the thought was fleeting. They were going to see it eventually, might as well get used to it.

David would greet his teammates as he saw them, offering Mikael and Carson firm manly handshakes while giving the werewolves a respectful nod. Once he saw Trixy he would smile at her and bow his head. "Bonjur, Madame. J'espere que vous allez bien." he would greet her in her language. A small tidbit he googled on his phone.

So Carson, Mikael, Trixy, and himself were going to be main effort and the Wolves would be their backup. Not a bad plan for the situation. He could easily conceal his Glocks and enough knives to make a butcher jealous. He only had one real question on his mind.

"How about civilian casualties, are we even considering them civilians at all? The Vampires i mean. And what are our ROE's" he asked as he finished his blood pack and leaned forward in his seat, elbows on the armrests and hands clasped together.

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The appearance of the second human caught him off guard. The rain must have masked his scent somehow. This human was armed, clearly no child. A hunter then. Rage flexed his claws and prepared to rush the hunter when another Hybrid engaged him. Odd. The new Hybrid seemed to be using his own blood for fighting to which Rage scoffed at. That one must have some insane regenerative abilities or easy access to a blood bank to use so much of his body's blood supply and still function normally. Rages thoughts were confirmed as the Hybrid to a burst of gunfire and watched as the bullets were pushed from the wounds. Unfortunately for the human his now cut and burned hand would receive no such healing and as if finally realizing he was in over his head, rushed and grabbed the girl before taking off towards the fence. 'Good riddance.' he thought. The less humans this side of the fence the better. They were much easier prey in smaller numbers. Rage didn't stick around long after that and didn't bother to conceal himself as he walked away from the scene. With his black hooded jacket and track pants he was fairly indistinguishable and the sports wrap that covered his hands and feet leaving only his claws exposed hid what little of his fur would be visible. The unnatural chill in the air was his only recognizable feature as he walked, leaving patched of frost with each step.

Element Wars: Dawn of a new era.

The weather didn't bother him in the slightest. If anything the rain was just another weapon, coating everything in water that was ready to freeze and be used against his enemies. His clawed toes were bare and with every step he left a patch of frost behind him. The rest of his feet all the way up his calf were wrapped in bandages akin to that of a kick boxer and his hands were wrapped in a similar fashion, leaving only his claws exposed. Rage was walking at a brisk pace through the old complex, making his way to the ground level. A familiar scent wafted through the air and he stopped in his tracks, sniffing the air to be sure. One of the benefits to his condition were the keen senses and abilities of his animal. The scent was unmistakable. Human. The temperature around the White Tiger dropped dangerously below freezing, ice and frost spread across the floor and walls around him as his anger spiked. Like a coiled spring he shot down the stairs in quick bounds, leaping over the railing and dropping the last flight. He landed in a roll and immediately got to his feet and sprinted out of the building, following the scent. With cat like grace and agility Rage vaulted over abandoned cars and kiosks as if they were no obstacle at all.

The human scent was close to the perimeter fence that separated their apocalyptic hell from the human world. Judging by the potency of their scent there was at least a small group of them and they reeked of hormones. Teenagers. Rage snorted and slowed his free running dash into a casual sprint. Damn kids.. despite his namesake and his tenacity for killing humans, Rage killed hunters. People who meant to kill him and their other mistakes, not kids. He would not kill them but he would scare the everliving hell out of them so they would never come back. A change in the scent confused him momentarily. It was not as strong.. there were less of them now. Had some of them suddenly acquired intelligence and fled? The White Tiger huffed. His jacket was soaked but underneath the layer of white fur that covered his body was dry. His run ended at the corner of a crumbling pizzeria where he could get a good look at the humans without being spotted yet. As it turned out his sense of smell was correct. Human teenagers. One to be specific. And a female no less.

Now.. what would posses a lone human female teenager to wander into this hell by herself? He couldn't imagine anything other than a thrill junky. She was about to get a thrill alright, he thought as he stuck to the shadow of the building. The girl was about a hundred yards away, close enough to feel the temperature drop as he willed it so. She -and any others within that radius- would feel the air getting chillier as their breath would become visible. Rage was about to make his appearance when another Hybrid swooped down from the sky and landed in front of the girl. Quickly he stopped himself and remained hidden, observing like the predator he'd become.

Element Wars: Dawn of a new era.

The urban jungle that was now his home was rotten. Buildings crumbled and old rusting cars clogged the once busy streets. It reeked of death, sorrow and despair. Rage huffed and spat at the ground. The rain did little to help the already depressing visage of the ruined city scape. If anything it only added to the doom and gloom. Humans in a quest to cure their own ignorance were responsible for all of it. Destruction of an entire city district and thousands of lives.. as well as those surviving in the misery. Rain washed the drying blood from his claws and fur as he stuck his hand out from underneath the awning that covered part of the balcony. It joined the drops on the balcony floor, mixing in with the water before slipping out onto the street below via drainage hole. A remnant of the last human that he'd slain just last night. Rage snarled at the thought of the now very dead man.

He stood there watching the rain from the balcony in the abandoned apartment that he'd procured on the third story of a crumbling complex. It was one of the few residences that had all of its walls mostly intact. His sharp eyes and keen sense of smell picked up several other hybrids down in the street, strolling through the rain as if they were enjoying themselves. Rage scoffed at this and lowered his hand. After everything that has happened. After everything they took away from the Hybrids… these people were smiling and laughing? His hands clenched into fists and he put one through the wall by the balcony door before turning on his heel and grabbing his jacket on the way out the door.

Element Wars: Dawn of a new era.

These things happen, all is forgiven.

Supernatural Dealings

Aye. Im in agreement with that.

Element Wars: Dawn of a new era.

I feel like you tried to one up me..

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Name: Rage
Age: 32
Apearance:
Gender: male
Race: hybrid
DNA type: White Tiger
Element: Frost
Weakness: Fire and heat based weapons, as well as long range attacks.
Weapon: Claws, fangs
Bio/personality: His human name is lost to him and he simply goes by his most dominant emotion: Rage. Rage is a loose cannon that harbors nothing but hatred for the humans that made him into what he is. Most hybrids mutations are more subtle but his DNA multiplied the animal DNA in him a hundred fold and little of his human self remains, covered in the white fur and stripes of his animal DNA and sporting a tail. Rage wields his command of ice and frost along with his claws and fangs to deadly affect, leaving frozen eviscerated bodies in his wake. Socialy, to other hybrids he's hard and callous which oft makes him unpopular. Others opinions of him hardly matter to the beast, killing humans his only desire. *cough* and porcupines are gods...
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