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Post by Gaia on May 30, 2008 14:00:11 GMT -5
The pair were surprised that all three of them were ready to fight, the crowd was even more surprised by the barrier and bolt that had filled the air. With a chorus of deafening screams the crowd took off in all directions. It would become a complete gauntlet to try and aim through them for the next few seconds.
The short one with the shotgun felt the knife impact his leg, and flew backwards, though managing to remain on his feet. The silver on the dagger didn't seem to mind at all, as he leveled the shotgun again, this time at the weird cat person. He wants a fight he can have it.
The big one was tied up with enfeeble for a moment before he broke out of it, and got a bolt lancing across the right side of his chest for his effort. With a growl he sprung towards Kandy, intent on tackling her to the ground.
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Post by Dieter Helyanwe on May 30, 2008 14:47:45 GMT -5
Ah, so they could fight. Well this certainly made things more easier. He wished the veiled ones wouldn't panic too much. It seems that these two guys were much more intent on killing magic users than on picking on veiled humans. Dieter was mostly just glad that the two people he met weren't dead weight. The rope dart was now ready. Its chain unraveled and with a sharp kick he sent the dart speeding toward the Lycan's face. If it hit the silver and the sheer force of the blow would surely crack the poor guy's skull. Dieter knew it probably wouldn't be that easy but if he staved the thing off or veered him off course it'd give the girl another good shot.
If however the lycan attempted grabbing the dart then Dieter would have to use some of his other weapons which is unpleasant but necessary. Such a feat was incredibly difficult, as he was a vampire with super speed and superhuman strength. However either way he'd further stall the lycan and have more chances for his spells and other weapons to do their work.
The real question was what to do about the man with the gun. As distasteful as guns are, they can be quite effective. Another shield would only mean that Dieter would have to continue predicting where the bullet would land. That was no fun at all. Instead Dieter decided a weak arm on the trigger finger would do much more nicely. While his right hand was guiding the rope dart he signed for a rubber limb on the man's arm containing his trigger finger. The man would now have to use his left hand to fire the shotgun which would be neigh impossible with only one good leg, one arm, and the heat of battle. Just in case Dieter readied his mind on a shield should he do something unexpected, or start threatening the veiled.
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Post by kandy on May 31, 2008 19:05:42 GMT -5
Oh my! Was that a knife? Kandy thought to herself, impressed and surprised by Star's attack. She didn't take him for much of a fighter, since he seemed so reserved! She told herself to approach strangers with caution this time. To think, he carried knives! Well, that's rather convenient, isn't it?
She didn't expect the lycan she attacked to get up so easily, and thus she wasn't expecting him to come at her in retaliation. Not so soon! She probably wouldn't be able to get out of the way, and she certaintly didn't want to get pinned under him! That wouldn't be good!
"Blaze!" She threw her hands out toward the lycan and shot at him a ribbon of fire. If he kept going, he'd get a really nasty burn!
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Post by Dieter Helyanwe on Jun 3, 2008 23:32:26 GMT -5
Not a bad destruction spell. Now this will really be interesting. With the kind of firepower these guys were operating on they were clearly outnumbered. Dieter knew to keep defense the primary focus of what he was doing at this point. These guys would obviously direct enough power to whipe them out. He kept his rope dart on its course for the lycan's head. Maybe the blaze would make the strike even harder to see, which would make him especially vulnerable to the rope dart. If that was the case the lycan would be in for a world of hurt, or quite possibly, there wouldn't be much feeling left at all after his dart crashed into the skull.
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Post by "Star" Shaugnessy on Jun 6, 2008 23:42:03 GMT -5
He lets out a quiet noise as he sees the shotgun leveled towards him. He ducks down, letting his mind roll over the incantations he knew. He pointed at the gun's barrel, letting it slide from him. "Spikes!" He moved sideways, towards the wall to keep fire from the innocents.
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Post by Gaia on Jun 13, 2008 21:05:43 GMT -5
"Yes, that's right, attack me all at once," the gun-toting one of the pair cackled madly. "It makes it so much easier to block your pathetic strikes! Forcefield!"
The volley of successive attacks all hit the wall at pretty much the same time and dissipated. He took the free moment to wrench the dagger from his leg, and through the torn fabric of the man's pants a sheen of metal could be seen; the man had a magi-tech leg. That would explain why the silver-laced dagger to the leg hadn't bothered him.
The taller of the two, who had gratefully had his advance stopped by the forcefield, turned to his companion with a grin. "Two on three is hardly fair. Why don't we shed some light on the subject? Luna's Light!"
The pair both quickly grew visibly larger and sadistic grins appeared on their faces.
"Now we can have some fun," said the one with the fake leg in a very creepy tone.
Maybe the heroic trio could have still taken out the two Lycans, or maybe the new tactic would have spelt victory for the evil side. But no one would ever know, because at that precise moment the two Lycans both clutched their ears and squirmed as if a high pitched, earsplitting noise was being pumped into their heads, causing the one to drop his shotgun. Right after this, they both shot of around the corner and disappeared into the night, abandoning the weapon.
And a split second after that, sirens could be heard closing in from seemingly all directions, and large black vehicles adorned with the government insignia like 'FBI', 'SWAT', and 'CIA' cut off all the streets, heading off the civilians who were fleeing. Uniformed officers began pouring out of the vehicles, calming the civilians down, by force if necessary.
One of the men in a formal black outfit strode briskly to where the trio stood with a device that resembled a Geiger counter. It clicked wildly as it was pointed at the three. The unformed man, whose name tag read 'A. Johnson', looked around at the group. "Magical folk, are we?" he asked in a voice that was definitely not that of a large-ish man. In fact, he sounded much like a she, and a small one at that.
The man looked left and right, and then, content that everyone was too busy to look in his direction, he melted. Well, the part that was a 'he' melted. But what it left behind was the small form of a female pixie, though she was still dressed in the same sort of clothes. She poked the shotgun on the ground with her toe before looking up to the group again,
"Shadow Johnson, of Project CUSTODIAN. Care to explain what happened here?"
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Post by Dieter Helyanwe on Jun 13, 2008 21:17:44 GMT -5
"Seraph Dieter or Helyanwe as you may call me. I was enjoying a nice production of Hello Dolly, and consequently enjoying a showgirl when I got ambushed by the Lycans. I think I finished off three when they ambushed me under a Luna's light." Dieter paused, "I'm fine. see to veiled. I'll accompany whoever is hunting them. They came well prepared and one of them definitely has talent in his Charms."
Dieter looked around. This was definitely going to cause a headache. Dieter didn't mean to bring the veiled into this mess, it was mostly Dieter getting away for long enough to get his arm healed. The place on this corner must've popped up a month or so ago. Dieter sighed at this though. He was definitely going to have to answer for the amount of vieled cover ups that his superiors were going to have to put in and the they would seek their retribution in the form of paperwork. They knew how to punish Dieter.
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Post by kandy on Jun 13, 2008 21:28:23 GMT -5
"Oh, thank goodness!" Kandy exhaled when the two lycans suddenly fled. As much as she enjoyed using the occasional arrow or bolt to ward off impolite or threatening customers, she didn't like to deal any really serious damage. Why, if she ever had to kill someone, she didn't know what she'd do with herself! She left that work to Thaumaturgy International.
The sudden appearance of Shadow Johnson startled her, and she gasped and flailed back in surprise. She blinked at the woman and gave a nervous laugh, not because they had been caught, but because she almost fell flat on her behind. How embarrasing!
"Project CUSTODIAN?" She questioned, looking thoughtful. Luckily, she managed to keep from following up with 'what's that?' She didn't know what Project CUSTODIAN was, exactly. If she hadn't heard those two men whispering something about it once on her lunch break, she wouldn't even know the name! "I heard that was only a rumor? Well, anyways...I was talking to Star," She gestured to the cat boy, "And then this man, um..." She trailed off, blinking, trying to remember the Seraph's name. Then he was kind enough to remind her. "Dieter, comes along and says some trouble is coming, and then these lycans show up! They were very mean, and the bunch of them started to attack him, so we couldn't very well stand there, could we? I did try to keep the...you-know-what as subtle as possible. We didn't mean to cause a disturbance!"
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Post by "Star" Shaugnessy on Jun 23, 2008 20:29:52 GMT -5
He runs a hand through his hair and coughs delicately, looking about. "I'm Star Shaughnessy, and I was actually heading for somewhere to unwind. I caught sight of Dieter, and figured that he might need some help to prevent this confrontation from getting ugly...hope we didn't make too much of a mess of things..."
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Post by Gaia on Jun 27, 2008 0:01:13 GMT -5
Shadow Johnson had a notepad out, but for some reason, she didn't bother writing anything anyone said on it. After they had finished explaining themselves, she nodded approvingly and put the pad away in the inner pocket of her suit jacket.
"Good, good. We already knew most of the details of the incident, as we've been watching those Lycans for a while, but we needed to make sure you three were honest types. No offense intended; it's just our policy. You three are free to go, we'll take care of clean-up. Just don't be surprised if you get a visit from Project CUSTODIAN in the near future."
With those words and a brisk nod, she left the three to themselves. But after taking a few steps, she turned back to them.
"Just keep this on the down-low."
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Post by Dieter Helyanwe on Jun 27, 2008 0:12:00 GMT -5
Dieter looked around. Since he wasn't needed for cleanup that made things easier. They had probably already taken the lycans he'd faced earlier and these guys would be gone pretty soon. Dieter didn't know exactly where they were going or what awaited them nor did he care. Dieter looked to his two companions, "well that's that. I think they'll take care of the whole veiled business. I'm going to get a nasty letter tomorrow." Dieter scratched his head and looked at the scene. There were bullet holes, scorch marks, and garbage and debris everywhere. That wasn't including the blood stains. Dieter took it all in and knew this would be translating to a huge headache when he got back. Paperwork, incident reports, written statements, Dieter couldn't know which to expect tomarrow and Torin found that it was often paperwork that tortured Dieter. After Chinese beaurocracy Dieter had seen enough paperwork for several lifetimes.
"So can I at least buy you guys a cab and see you both home? I really must've put you guys off for bringing you my trouble. I'm very sorry about that and I'm glad you two were so eager to help out."
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Post by kandy on Jul 5, 2008 12:05:07 GMT -5
Kandy looked uneasy at Shadow Johnson's final words, and she uncomfortably shifted her weight from foot to foot. She wasn't bothered by the 'honesty test' as much as the information that they might be visited by Project CUSTODIAN in the future. She was certain that their antics hadn't caused any veils to be destroyed. Didn't inepts try to explain magic logically when they saw it? Dieter and Star fought mostly with physical weapons, and her blaze spell was perfectly easy to explain. She must have carried some sort of flamethrower to produce that effect.
It wasn't as if anything that happened was their fault. They were attacked and had no choice but to defend themselves. She was unarmed, and too far to summon a weapon; she was forced to use magic, or allow herself to be mauled. Would they really get in trouble with TI for that?
Before, she was eager to explore and find adventure in this new city, but now that adventure had found her, she was exhausted. A little too much excitement had passed in that short amount of time, and now all she wanted to do was go home and rest. Wouldn't the inepts' police force come to investigate if they stuck around too long?
Kandy sighed in disappointment. A perfectly good evening gone to waste. "Thank you! That's kind of you." She told Dieter, trying her hardest not to put a damper on things. "Don't apologize about those...those...men, it really wasn't your fault! Maybe we can come here again sometime? When it's less...dark, maybe?" She suggested.
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Post by "Star" Shaugnessy on Jul 9, 2008 16:09:45 GMT -5
He blinked a little and then shook his head, running another hand through his hair, an obviously nervous tic. He looked to Dieter and shook his head. "I'm currently staying just a few blocks awteay, so a cab would be a waste...and we could probably do it tomorrow..."
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Post by Dieter Helyanwe on Jul 13, 2008 22:58:33 GMT -5
Dieter sighed. Tomorrow was work. The day after that was more work. Then there'd probably be the work he'd procrastinated on the two days prior to do the day after that. Being the boss meant responsibility and Dieter had to stick with that. It's ironic how his day off turned so quickly into a day at work. Either way he'd escort both of these people back to their respective homes. "Before I escort you two home I must know your names. This isn't for an official report that I'll come banging on your door for. It's just common courteousness that leads me to ask you. It is my humble suggestion we escort the one who lives close by first, then I would be glad to escort the miss if I am welcome." Dieter gave a polite bow as he whipped up his rope dart and in a smooth motion wrapped around his waste line.
With a telekinetic jolt he picked up Star's knife and then held it out to him politely, handle facing the one accepting it. "Why don't we start again with introductions. I'm Dieter and I'm a fun loving not stuck up Seraph who's kinda run into a bad night."
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Post by kandy on Jul 16, 2008 12:01:34 GMT -5
Didn't we say our names a whole lot already? We had to when we were talking to the Project CUSTODIAN lady. Kandy puzzled. I wonder if he's very forgetful. I'm better with faces than names, myself. I shouldn't say anything about it...
"I'm Kandy Saele. Um...do we have to say stuff about ourselves, too?" She queried, looking thoughtful. The whole introduction process reminded her of her younger years at the Academy, when teachers would make the students introduce themselves on the first day. She shrugged her shoulders, deciding that she didn't really need to wait for a reply. Nothing bad would happen if she talked more about herself. At the most they'd think her strange or annoying, but she didn't plan to talk quite that much. "I own the shop Magical Pet Emporium on Raewyn Island. A short nod indicated that she agreed with Dieter's terms on who goes home first.
The trick Dieter did with Star's knife caught her attention. Her eyes widened, and she fixed them curiously on the tiny weapon. She'd never seen anyone do that before; naturally, she would ponder over it happened as it appeared, or if it really was just a magic trick.
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