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This Reeks of Havoc

@Rawk
Good thing she has no problem shooting a guy in a leg then. ;)

[Closed 1x1] The Touched

Anastasia Hashiga

Location: Pale Dress Clothing Store

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The predator? And who was that exactly? It must have been what he mentioned, the Resistance. Anastasia barely remembered what they were. If she remembered correctly, they were a group of other Touched people that "took care" of their own kind. But wouldn't that mean Kyle is- was part of it? He was tasked to kill the woman after all. Now he's getting chased down, too. This time, instead of asking him questions, Anastasia kept silent while checking around the store for clues.

When she heard the faint mutter of the word "Here", a quick turn of her heel got her to face his direction. Kyle was at a wall - but also the same one against the brick structure of the building. What was so special about that? What was the difference in all of the other parts of the wall? Anatasia frowned slightly before walking around the tables and racks to be near Kyle. She kept her distance just in case he did something wrong, but close enough to follow his exact movements around the wall.

Kyle seemed to have found something behind a shelving unit near the floor. Ana got curious to see it, using one leg to lean forward on and look over his shoulder. Rune patterns burnt in. Now that was something she could easily recognize. Anastasia saw them in shows, online, even occasionally passed or caught them on her free time. She managed to learn a few symbols, traps, and sigils herself as well. The woman would do them using ice instead of frost, the markings too clear for someone to see, having to use touch to actually find them. Maybe she could use them for this.

Just as the man touched the rune patterns, the wall that he checked earlier disappeared from sight, like it faded from existence. A staircase was circling down into the darkness. He was trying to find the- basement? Seriously? Out of all things? Actually, Anastasia shouldn't be asking that. What about him triggering a fire runes?

No, wait.

The question just answered itself. But it's always good to make sure, isn't it? She looked back to Kyle, who was already next to the staircase with his gun to his side. He must have been trying to look for sign of- Victoria? That was right.

Anatasia's face shifted to a neutral expression before reappearing back next to him. She still felt uneasy appearing so close to him, but she had to anyway. "So Mister Fire, are you just going to stand around or go in? We were looking for this to enter or do it out of spite? she asked in a low voice, rolling her eyes afterwards.

[Wolf RP] Spirit of the Animals

@Polaris North@Nikki Moonlight@Fubsy
Hellooo?

[Wolf RP] Spirit of the Animals

@Nikki Moonlight
I did that to notify you all about the RP like I usually do in OOC.
You're the one who has the farthest post, so you should probably keep that laughter to yourself until after you have a post.

[Wolf RP] Spirit of the Animals

@Polaris North@Nikki Moonlight@Fubsy
*boop*

This Reeks of Havoc

@Rawk
Oh, oh my. Okay. Heh.
Lets just see about that. ;P

(Probably would mess with him by giving him dumb nicknames though.)

[Closed 1x1] The Touched

@XenoCyanide
*poke poke poke poke*

This Reeks of Havoc

Angarius Interitusia

"Don't tempt me, kid!"

Name: Angarius Interitusia

Appearance:
She's a six foot tall dirty blonde that has her hair up in a ponytail most of the time, bangs of different lengths over her forehead and going outwards to her ears. Her eyes are an unnatural red that look like they're glowing due to her mostly pale skin. Angarius usually has a smirk or smug expression, especially when "working" outside. Along her arms are various tattoos she likes to show off to others.

Age: 23

Gender: Female

Personality:
Angarius kills to fuel her sadistic habits whenever monsters are nearby. She likes to be called a "murderer" or "killer" instead of something more positive like she's "doing it for good" or something similar. Anger fuels her habits and if she acts differently at all, then there must be something really special about the situation for that to happen. Sometimes she talks to herself which is often a sign of her feeling uneasy, cautious, etc. Oh, and watch out for her sarcasm and smart remarks. They're a real pain.

Backstory: N/A

Special Talents:

• Killing machine "Definitely counts as a talent, y'know? If it doesn't in your book, then I'll burn it."
• Extremely fast runner, even with a fully packed inventory "Hit me with that magic shit. I love hearing I'm magical." *wink*
• Cooking "I have to eat good food, y'know? Tsk."

Inventory:

• Mossberg 12-Gauge Shotgun "Touch her without telling me and I'll shoot you."
• JA 380 "Tiny baby gun..."
• Gun Magazines "What, did you think I would go out killing without bullets?"
• Two-Tone Black Stainless Steel Throwing Knives "I think I found these off of some dude's dead body. They're great."
• Skull Half Mask "I... don't even know why I have this. It's just cool."

Likes:

• Weapons, mostly guns
• Books "I get bored sometimes..."
• Warm weather
• Cool breezes
• Shorter people "Mini killing machines."
• Food, Drinking
• Music
• Swearing "IT'S GOD DAMN FUCKING GREAT!"

Dislikes:

• Bright lights, loud sounds, disgusting smells, anything disrupting the senses
• Bright colors "ESPECIALLY rainbows. Gross."
• Cowards, the weak, etc.
• Extremely hot or cold weather
• Stealing, kill stealing "Don't even THINK about stealing my stuff."

[Wolf RP] Spirit of the Animals

@Growl
Oh, okay. I'll remove your characters from the list.

[Wolf RP] Spirit of the Animals

Angelwing

The leader was becoming tired from the stress that he has been building up from the simple loner coming close to the pack territory. If it was any other loner, he would simply round up the Hunters and Warriors to tell them to keep more watch while on missions an patrols. But no, this loner was kicked out for killing another of their own. The rumors from long ago didn't help Crescent Moon's reputation either. Pups made up stories from what they understood about the situation. Killed with a single swipe! The strength of a wild cat! Torn to pieces! From how terrified most of the pack members were, some believed certain rumors, too.

Everything from those days were back to him. He remembered the looks on their eyes, the blood splattered on some of the bystanders, the smell and amount of blood on Moon... The memories and details made it feel like it all happened yesterday. Of course, if it really did happen yesterday, everybody would still be going wild by how they've been scarred from the situation. The memory didn't fade from the wolves' minds until months later after all. But now that Angelwing told the pack about Crescent Moon, many were having that same feeling.

The wolf thought to himself, looking down to the ground while strolling on over to his den. Sleep... I could use some sleep. He thought about sleeping a little after the sun was fully risen in the sky, between noon and sunset.

Should I really sleep after all of this? he asked himself while slowly dropping to his side.

No, I can't. I have to keep my eyes on...

Angelwing was sound asleep.

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Crescent Moon

@Fubsy
Crescent Moon didn't know what to do after that. Wait near the body? Or hide in the shadows until someone came over to retrieve the carcass? The orange-colored Hunter from earlier seemed to be the only one that was on a hunting mission anyway. If he was there with the food, he would recognize the scent quickly and follow after. Maybe he would know that the she-wolf was trying to get his attention away from the territory.

Maybe...

She let out a snort from her nose. No, he wouldn't do that. Would he? Moon didn't even remember if he told her his name or not and she was already asking questions. It was a Hunter from her former pack, and now that they had that gathering, anything could happen.

Just to make sure, Crescent Moon settled down in the shadows while waiting for the bait to work. She blended in with her surroundings, but could be spotted after a few glances due to her eyes. That was fine with her.

Soon Crescent Moon could smell the faint scent of the wolf. Alone. That's good. There may still be somebody out in the distance, but as long as they weren't listening in like before then she didn't care.