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Sorry for the delay, killer migraine, ill post tonight
Wildheart
Wildheart saw that Athena had the stitching under control and so she stepped back slightly giving her room. Just as she was finishing Athena's patient began waking up, Wildheart heard his heart rate and breathing increase and she tensed. She was sure that Athena wouldn't bring an enemy here but after what happened with Knight...she was on edge. When the stranger beckoned the dogs she nodded to them giving them permission to approach. She knew they could handle themselves and their reaction would be a good judge of the mans character. They were excellent judges. Artemis went over first, she had always been the braver of the two, and sniffed the man. When she seemed to be comfortable with the stranger Apollo approached to sniff and maybe get his ears rubbed.
Artemis looked back at Wildheart. man in red hunting with fire haired alpha
Wildheart shrugged. "Not yet, but maybe in the future." She said aloud forgetting, like she often did, that no one else could hear the dogs thoughts.
Apollo shoved his head into the strangers hand wanting his head rubbing.
Man smelling of the hunt, guarding Alphas back
Wildheart shook her head. "Back up is always wise Apollo, but you need to trust your pack and I don't know this man. Not yet."
She suddenly realised what her one way conversation would appear like and smiled self consciously. The pain in her head grew worse and she cursed herself for using her mental communication wwhen her head already hurt.
"Bloody regen abilities."She muttered."Can heal anything but a blasted migraine." Her vision blurred and she swayed on her feet. Artemis and Apollo immediately forgot about the man and moved to her side whining softly.
Posted for both Ash and Jessica.
Oh and created a possible NPC, more of a conversation point but you never know we may end up in one of her exploits or something.
Oh and created a possible NPC, more of a conversation point but you never know we may end up in one of her exploits or something.
A weight on her chest and a purring sound pulled her from the dream she had been enjoying and Ash opened her eyes with a groan. Ripley sat on her chest purring loudly, butt facing Ash's face, and claws flexing against her t shirt. Ash pushed her off with a murmured grumble and sat up reaching for her phone. The old battered smart phone, with the cracked screen and scratched metal, showed the time and Ash grumbled some more. Ten minutes before her alarm was due to go off, she wondered why she bothered setting an alarm as her cats were pretty good alarm clocks all on their own. Lola sat by the bed let out a plaintiff meow and Ash stood and stretched.
"I'm up." She muttered to the cat."Chill."
Ten minutes later she was downstairs cleaning up the many beer bottles and takeaway rubbish from around the unconscious form of her father. He had drank himself to sleep on the sofa again and still wore the same clothes he had worn for the last two days and Ash shook her head and sighed. Knowing from experience that he wouldn't thank her if she woke him she left him snoring on the sofa and finished her chores before grabbing the stuff she would need for school. Her backpack was an ancient faded one with numerous holes in it, Ash couldn't remember the last time she had been able to buy anything new. Pretty much all of her clothes were patched, sewed and then patched again, she was just glad that holes and patches were somewhat in fashion. She shrugged into her battered leather jacket and left her long hair to fall loose, it hid her face when she wanted it to, and lef the house.
By lunch she was ready to crawl back into her bed and pretend the world didn't exist, her day seemed to be going from bad to worse. Anything that could go wrong seemed to be doing so and Ash was fed up. When she saw the "Junkyard Jane" video she felt sympathy for the new girl and reminded herself that there were worse things that could happen. After grabbing some lunch she scanned the cafeteria and spotted her close friend Samantha. She was sitting with the new girl, Ash wasn't surprised, Sam was a sucker for the hard luck cases. Though as she approached the table she had to admit that the new girl, Diane?, didn't look so junkyard anymore. She plonked her tray down on the table and slid into the seat next to Sam.
"Hey hun."She said to Sam and then grinned at Diane. "Hey new girl, grats on handling that video thing." She said in her typical blunt way, her english accent clear to all.
"Jessica! I'm not calling you again, you're going to be late for school!"
Jessica appeared a few moments later, running down the stairs and into the kitchen slightly breathless. "Sorry mom, I was feeding Fred."
Georgia Bowman shook her head and smiled fondly. "You and that parrot."
"Why couldn't you have a dog like normal people?" Ryan Bowman joked as he reached over and ruffled his sisters hair. She playfully smacked his and away and ignored his comment.
She wolfed down her breakfast and drank her herbal tea a bit too quickly burning her tongue in her haste, yet again she was running late after sleeping through her alarm again. She had never been very good at timekeeping and was frequently late for school, her friends knew that if she said five mins it usually meant twenty at least. The complete opposite of her friend Ash who never slept well and consequently always woke up before her alarm. Jessica grabbed her books and backpack, hugged her mother, lightly slapped her brothers head and then headed outside to her jeep.
It was lunchtime before she saw anything of her closest friends. Both Samantha and Ash were sitting at a table already but surprisingly they weren't alone. Jessica recognised the new girl, who wouldn't after that video had made her famous around the campus. She slid into the other spare seat between Ash and Diane.
"Where have you guys been all morning?" She asked Samantha and Ash. "I've been dying to tell you about Stacy Keeler. You will never guess what she's gone and done now!" She was referring to the resident rebel on campus. Stacy "stealer" Keeler was known for doing anything and everything she could to get into trouble. Her exploits had reached legendary status. "Oh hi, Diane right? I'm Jessica." Jessica spoke in her usual fast and bubbly tone.
"I'm up." She muttered to the cat."Chill."
Ten minutes later she was downstairs cleaning up the many beer bottles and takeaway rubbish from around the unconscious form of her father. He had drank himself to sleep on the sofa again and still wore the same clothes he had worn for the last two days and Ash shook her head and sighed. Knowing from experience that he wouldn't thank her if she woke him she left him snoring on the sofa and finished her chores before grabbing the stuff she would need for school. Her backpack was an ancient faded one with numerous holes in it, Ash couldn't remember the last time she had been able to buy anything new. Pretty much all of her clothes were patched, sewed and then patched again, she was just glad that holes and patches were somewhat in fashion. She shrugged into her battered leather jacket and left her long hair to fall loose, it hid her face when she wanted it to, and lef the house.
By lunch she was ready to crawl back into her bed and pretend the world didn't exist, her day seemed to be going from bad to worse. Anything that could go wrong seemed to be doing so and Ash was fed up. When she saw the "Junkyard Jane" video she felt sympathy for the new girl and reminded herself that there were worse things that could happen. After grabbing some lunch she scanned the cafeteria and spotted her close friend Samantha. She was sitting with the new girl, Ash wasn't surprised, Sam was a sucker for the hard luck cases. Though as she approached the table she had to admit that the new girl, Diane?, didn't look so junkyard anymore. She plonked her tray down on the table and slid into the seat next to Sam.
"Hey hun."She said to Sam and then grinned at Diane. "Hey new girl, grats on handling that video thing." She said in her typical blunt way, her english accent clear to all.
"Jessica! I'm not calling you again, you're going to be late for school!"
Jessica appeared a few moments later, running down the stairs and into the kitchen slightly breathless. "Sorry mom, I was feeding Fred."
Georgia Bowman shook her head and smiled fondly. "You and that parrot."
"Why couldn't you have a dog like normal people?" Ryan Bowman joked as he reached over and ruffled his sisters hair. She playfully smacked his and away and ignored his comment.
She wolfed down her breakfast and drank her herbal tea a bit too quickly burning her tongue in her haste, yet again she was running late after sleeping through her alarm again. She had never been very good at timekeeping and was frequently late for school, her friends knew that if she said five mins it usually meant twenty at least. The complete opposite of her friend Ash who never slept well and consequently always woke up before her alarm. Jessica grabbed her books and backpack, hugged her mother, lightly slapped her brothers head and then headed outside to her jeep.
It was lunchtime before she saw anything of her closest friends. Both Samantha and Ash were sitting at a table already but surprisingly they weren't alone. Jessica recognised the new girl, who wouldn't after that video had made her famous around the campus. She slid into the other spare seat between Ash and Diane.
"Where have you guys been all morning?" She asked Samantha and Ash. "I've been dying to tell you about Stacy Keeler. You will never guess what she's gone and done now!" She was referring to the resident rebel on campus. Stacy "stealer" Keeler was known for doing anything and everything she could to get into trouble. Her exploits had reached legendary status. "Oh hi, Diane right? I'm Jessica." Jessica spoke in her usual fast and bubbly tone.
Nate was sitting on his living rooms battered armchair, a faded blue thing with numerous stains, watching the television screen attached to the wall in front of him. He was surprised by how much chaos had happened because of his job killing the family, he wondered if the gang leader who had paid him had known what would happen. Of course he couldn't have known that dead bodies would pop up in the space of only twenty four hours. Both of the major players in La Vida were convinced the other was responsible for the deaths but Nate wasn't convinced. From the few details he could glean from the press, whoever was responsible was professional and extremely skilled. Though the gangs were perfectly capable of killing they weren't known for their efficiency or professionalism. Nate was betting it was a new player someone who was perfectly happy to leave a trail of bodies in his wake.
Thoughtfully he messaged several of his contacts, he had a lot of them in La Vida's underground, sending them the details and asking if they had any information on the mysterious new player. Nate wanted to meet him or her. In his new job as hired killer it had occurred to him that having someone with the skills, this person had, in his corner as an ally could only be a good thing. Nate was pretty powerful in his own right but he wasn't stupid enough to assume that he was invincible. He was all too aware that if you took away his powers he would be an easy target.
His phone vibrated and he opened the incoming message. He read quickly then cursed under his breath and sat up in his seat. The message contained an image of a red headed young woman in a battle with another young woman, who looked a little familiar, and a short message.
Target has not been terminated. Deal with this
He opened his mouth to speak and Ghost beat him to it, she hurriedly told him she had to go and vanished a moment later. Nate frowned she had looked...worried. He glanced at the tv and saw that the report was about the battle between the two meta's that he had been messaged about. Did Ghost know the target? Or the other meta? His mind thinking in a thousand different directions he grabbed his goggles and left the apartment. He had a meta to find.
I'll have a post up later today
Done! Let me know if anything needs changing
I'll go with whatever the GM says. Regarding the magic, whilst Ash is a 'born' witch she currently only manages small stuff (similar to Robin Tunneys character in the film)
Also, our fourth member is almost done. Will have the sheet up shortly :)
Also, our fourth member is almost done. Will have the sheet up shortly :)
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