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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 29, 2017 19:19:11 GMT
Jessica catches the shotgun just at the moment Feral lays a mighty blow on Tabitha's head, sending her flying like a ragdoll. She takes aim and fires a shell into the Beast man's back, ripping through his pelt and causing him to roar in pain and anger. He backhands Jessica away, her body catapulting into the nearby wall. She could swear she felt a rib or two break on impact and there's a cut across her cheek from his blow, but adrenaline mixed with her powers going into max makes her barely acknowledge the pain.
Feral kicks Tabitha and looks like he is ready to finish her off, when a sudden burst of light separates the two, pillars surround Feral like a cage. She can just catch a glimpse of Day pulling Tabitha out of the fray. Jessica wastes no time, she picks the shotgun back up and just unloads the whole magazine into the brute. The recoil is powerful, but holds steady as fur, blood and gore splatter the walls. At the end of it, she drops the empty shotgun to the ground and approaches Feral. The man is on his hand and knees, flesh exposed to the open air and what is left of his pelt is Drenched in his own blood, his limbs shake as he sneers at Jessica through bloody teeth. "You'll.. Never stop... The Quinn..." He forces out of his trembling mouth. Jessica holds up her handgun to his forehead between the light prison. "Your death satisfies me enough."
She squeezes the trigger, blowing a hole through his brain. His head snaps back and body hits the ground with a mighty shake, dead eyes staring towards the ceiling. The unstoppable beast is no more. She rushes to where Day dragged Tabitha, she sees the two and Night ducking down out of sight. She comes over and crouches down to examine Tabitha. "Animate. Feral had been put down, but Armoury is injured. We need to wrap things up fast." She says through her earpiece before checking Tabitha over. Feral did a number on her, her arm is dislocated and it is more than likely one or two ribs have been fractured or broken. She begins the process of field first aid. Out of her pouch, she takes out a small block of wood and places it between Tabitha's teeth. "Bite this and brace." She instructs, before holding her arm with both hands and realigning it, filling the room with a horrifying crunch.
Mobsters start to open the doors and search the room. Jessica stops her treatment for a moment and picking up her rifle, dropping the two that came I'm swiftly. "Day, Night. Whatever you need to do, do it fast." She growls in frustration, her own claw wound on her side is starting to feel incredibly numb, unsure if it's her powers at work or something else... She continues to treat Tabitha while holding her rifle with one hand, ready to take down anymore that will inevitably come.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Jan 30, 2017 21:57:36 GMT
Daisy almost bites her tongue off at Jack's smug orders she was going to have to have words with him later the idiot just should have sat in the van and stayed safe and quiet instead of getting involved. Unfortunately in this case he's probably right not that she'd admit it so she fastens the respirator tightening the straps behind her head thankfully as always she'd put her hair in a bun before combat, she would have shaved her hair a long time ago but Ma always said a young lady shouldn't cut such lovely hair and she hated to disappoint Ma. She charged towards Phoneix going for her favourite tackle to get her on the ground. The fire might as well have been a warm breeze against her crystalline skin but it made her eyes water forcing her to squint and reducing the Phoenix to a blurry outline. She hit the bitch full force knocking her to the ground with a dull snap as her heavy body probably shattered some bones. Straddling the fallen enemy Daisy pulled back her fist ready to strike the killing blow.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 30, 2017 22:04:28 GMT
(I'll take command of Phoenix for a moment, I have a bright idea. Do let me know if it doesn't suit and we'll just settle with her head being crushed like a grape ) Although a few bones in Phoenix's body snapped upon impact, she will not go down without so easily. With both hands, she grabs the woman's crystallised chest and begins to heat it rapidly, heat from direct contact is far more deadly than when she expells flames from her palms. The crystal skin begins to glow red hot, slowly it begins to brittle and melt, Phoenix only increases the temperature every passing second.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Jan 31, 2017 3:36:35 GMT
At first Daisy was confused about why Phoenix seemed to be trying to grope her but then the pain began. She'd never felt anything like it was as if her chest had been covered in molten lead causing her to let out a piercing yell as she fell backwards their positions reversing so that Phoenix now straddled her gripping harder as the pain increased. Daisy didn't even notice as her shirt began to burn she was busy thrashing around in pain trying to dislodge her attacker.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Jan 31, 2017 5:12:36 GMT
Feeling the throbs in her shoulder and the blood spurting out her mouth when she coughed Tabi knew she was in bad shape, trying to drag herself up Tabi looks around and see's Day and Night and a black blur shooting, probably Mamba and someone else in the room. In an attempt to bring in another gun Tabi ports in a melted slag of metal, seeing this she can assume her head was clunked hard enough to give her a concussion and leaving her powers useless and unable to bring equipment in for herself or her teammates, she doesn't even want to imagine what would happen if she ported somewhere.
Taking a moment to asses her condition she finds that she's in real bad shape; 3 or 4 broken ribs, punctured lung, one of eyes has swollen shut and a broken nose along with whats probably internal bleeding.
Hearing the gunfire start up again she crawls to her feet leaning against the wall to steady herself she finds herself glad that her revolver is still with her which she uses to shoot another guard running into the room. Coughing up some more blood Tabi starts to walk down the hall the men came from patting Mamba on the shoulder.
"You *cough* should probably help the *cough* othe-*cough* others. I'll... I'll look for *cough* the Quinn's."
Without waiting for a response she starts her way down the hall, aware that the fourth person from the room is following her. Turning to dissuade any would be helper she freezes the moment she's face to face with her old squad mate.
"Faerie? But your..." Tabi's voice trails off as she looks at Faerie, she's small at barely 5 feet with heavy freckles and bright red hair; if it weren't for the blood pouring from her mouth and the hole in her stomach she'd look she was still the same friendly flesh-weaver from her squad.
"Why are you... How are you here?" Tabi's voice trembles in fear at the face of one of very few people she considered a friend but also one of the many she left to die.
"Tabitha..." Tabi feels a cold chill run up her spine as her dead friend speaks, making her remember a story from when she was young where the ghosts you regret are the one that take your soul when you die. Looking at her own condition Tabi has a moment of realization that make her suddenly calm down and a small smile spread across her face.
"Don't worry Faerie, I'll see this one to the end *cough* and if it ends the way I think it will... well *cough* I just hope you get more use out of my soul than I ever did." Without looking back Tabi straightens herself up, ignoring the pain and walking down the hall.
"Not gonna lie *cough*, I always though Dullahan would be the one to finish me off."
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Post by Envy on Jan 31, 2017 7:57:44 GMT
Waking up type tries to rub his head but is only meet with restraint remembering the events that happened earlier. "Great so now she going one kill me or two save me for later and interrogate me then highly possibly kill me. Like hell I'd let one or two happen to me." Type forms a bubble of Hydrofluoric acid to eat away at the handcuffs waiting there for a better half of 15 minutes the chain finally gives away. Standing back up he absorbs the contact poison back into his body he'll be needing that for later just in case. Walking back towards a walk type stretches and rubs his shoulder he may of been hit with a bullet but luckily it didn't do anything major or I wouldn't be standing right now. After feeling a bit better type checks for his weapons gone great looking around the room he sees his vector on the desk at least that was left here. Armed with his favorite gun type decides to one kill Phoenix then get the hell out of Dodge. Using the water from earlier type froms a see through liquid shield around himself.
Walking out of the room he begains to walk towards the sounds of a gunfight. He's more pissed of then before using the water to cut open his wrist he hardens the blood to where it won't bleed but he'll still be able to liquid and manipulated.
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Post by Shift on Jan 31, 2017 22:00:15 GMT
As chaos unfolded around him, Garret was not at a lost for action. No, Garret had faith in his teamates abilities to not die. Garret took out his guns and shot his way to Tabi, who was severely injured, and looked almost as if she was in a trance. Garret gave a look to the dragon, whom he began to call "Draco", and gave the sculpture an objective: look over the new Darwin, and make sure he doesn't jeopardize the mission... well, more than it already was.
Just before Garret could come close enough to Tabi, who seemed as if she was... talking to someone, and then subsequently walked off, a pound came and sounded throughot the room. Turning torwards the origin if the loud noise, Garret could see that Draco had found the Darwin torwards them. Speaking into the microphone, Garret said, "The new Darwin is coming, and he seems to have some kind of shield with him." As he said this, Draco began to try and hold down the Darwin with his claw. Luckily, Draco was able to hold him down long enough for Garret to get there.
Garret took out a pistol, and spoke calmly, saying, "I don't have time for a whole life story, so just tell me. Why are you here?". Garret kept a large distance between him and the Darwin, especially since he heard of his power. Garret kept his pistol ready, armed with tranq darts instead of plain old bullets.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 31, 2017 22:11:01 GMT
"Tabitha!" Jessica shouts as she rushes forward to the enemies, accidentally slipping her name instead of her callsign. Odd, Jessica has never done that... She tries to follow Tabitha to stop her getting further injured, but is pinned down by gunfire of the remaining mobsters. She spends a few minutes exchanging fire and covering Night and Day as they get to work. Once they have all been finished, she reloads her rifle and throws Night one of her handguns, trusting her with it more than Day. Wordlessly, she pushes forward into the direction where Tabitha went.
After searching each room, she eventually discovers Animate taking care of her and got the third Darwin pinned. Saves her two tasks. Then she hears it, a piercing shriek. Snapping her head in the direction of it, she sees in another room that Phoenix is straddling on top of Daisy, melting her chest with her bare hands. Jessica raises her rifle and takes aim... But she hesitates for a moment. Does she really want this maniac to survive? She will only find another way to kill her and anybody else that so much as looks at her in the wrong way. What use has she shown so far? Nothing that has any significance in Jessica's eyes... But the mission objective is to kill Phoenix and she won't get an opening like this again. She pulls the trigger, bullet hitting the fire woman in the neck. The flames hugging her body die almost instantly and she recoils her hands away from Daisy's chest and to her wound. She's still alive, but severely wounded and distracted for the moment.
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Post by jackygirl on Jan 31, 2017 23:01:01 GMT
"DAISY!" Jack couldn't help but yell as he entered slow-mo watching Pheonix start to melt his sisters breasts, her top catching fire as her scream ripped through the comm. He stared at the screen watching the frozen scene of his sister getting melted by some bitch with fire powers, normally he'd have made a boob joke or something in his chest felt like it was burning with her. God this must be how Daisy felt all the time. He tried to think of it as another puzzle to solve but couldn't the rage was ripping through his body. He let time speed up again and ran out of the van. He ran into the building and took aim through the smoke Pheonix was off Daisy now holding her neck Jack slowed down the world so he'd have plenty of time to work out where to aim. NO ONE MELTS MY SISTER! HE thought right before he emptied a burst into the bitch's chest.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Jan 31, 2017 23:52:05 GMT
Jessica watches Jack rush into the room and empty his whole rifle into Phoenix, bringing her life to a brutal end. She's impressed and a little surprised, she thought it would take him a few days to break out. Reckless of him to empty an entire magazine into her however, when one bullet would suffice, he's lucky that every opposition is now dead and the third Darwin is restrained. He needs to keep a lid on those emotions... If this is the kid's first kill, it's gonna hit him like a runaway train. He will remember her face staring with cold dead eyes in his nightmares, feel a horrible sensation in his head and stomach, the moral dilemma of actually taking a life. But what does Jessica know? For all she knows, he could secretly be as psychotic and unhinged as his sister when it comes to murder.
Either way she thinks about it, Jessica couldn't care less. Phoenix and Feral are dead, along with their henchmen. All they need now is Night and Day to finish their task and call in extraction. She goes back over to find Tabitha once more and looks at her face. She's spaced out, mumbling to herself and barely alert... Her injuries are causing her to hallucinate badly, she can't tell what is real and what isn't anymore. She has to get her to snap out of it somehow.
She turns her face so she can look her in the eyes, holding her there. "Tabitha. Can you hear me? It's Jessica, or as you know me as Black Mamba. Whatever you're seeing, it's not there. I need you back with us. All targets are eliminated, we can get you help now, alright?" She speaks her words slowly and clearly, making sure Tabitha can keep up in her delusional state. "Just come back to me and the others."
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Post by Lady-Lee on Feb 1, 2017 1:04:55 GMT
Those cold dead eye's, once again Tabi feels is looking in the eyes of a ghost. Her head was turned by Mamba but right now but she's seeing Dullahan, a mask obscuring most of her face but those eyes were all she needed to know her, cold and empty, more dead than any corpse and holding the promise that Tabi will pay for her sins.
Tabi can hear someone talking but it sounds too far away the only sound she hears is her own labored breaths fighting that sounds distant.
"I *cough* won't leave them *cough* I promise..."
Blinking blood out of her good eye she opens it to see Dullahan is gone and the face of Mamba replacing it with a face of worry. Doing her best to smile Tabi hold a pained grin, trying to ignore the blood coming out her mouth.
"Whats with *cough* the look? I'm *cough* fi-*cough* fine." Finally getting her bareings a bit she see's the room in utter ruins and a variety of death around her. "Looks like *cough* only things left i-*cough* is the intel and killing Quinn, better *cough* get started looking."
Tabi tries to get up to leave but collapses on Mamba and hacks up more blood, trying not to get any on her. "Sorry Jess."
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Post by Envy on Feb 1, 2017 1:18:58 GMT
While being hold down by a "I'm going to tell you this once and one time only don't get in my way of the Quinns." Says Type his voice tainted with anger little by little more poisons begain to seep out through the pores of his skin. His poisons began to encircle the stone dragon type then hardens the poisons around the stone dragon crushing it to smaller pieces. Not letting a second pass by type gets into cover type starts to think of what he can do it's obvious that this guy can control inanimate objects or some shit like that. So type in return decides to talk "One leave me the hell alone and let me do what I've need to do or two something worse can happen for all of us. You make a choice but you better make it quick clocks ticking." Says type just wanting to leave at this point.
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Post by Shift on Feb 1, 2017 1:42:11 GMT
Garret walked to the side, dodging the stone debris of his dragon. Garret stood there for a moment, contemplating what to do with the Darwin. On one hand, it seemed that they disliked the Quinn, so that rules out him being an unknown bodyguard. On the other, he showed that he was dangerous. Gareet looked up, staring hard at the Darwin. At last, he spoke. "Fine. You can go. Just don't mess with my teamates." Garret put as much meaning as he could in those last words. The touph side of him says he said it since this mission already got messed up, but the other side of him- the real side of him- knows that his teammates grew on him. Sure, some he's still slightly worried about killing him after watching a bad ending to a movie, but still. However, he didn't just let him go. Oh, of course not! Garret walked away, and, once he was far away enough, dropped a small gps that he snagged from Blackwater onto a piece of clay. The clay, which was the size of an earring, submerged the gps. Garret sent an objective to the clay, which followed the directions perfectly. The clay rolled right onto the Darwin's inside of the shoe. Garret grinned as he walked away from the mystery Darwin. Now he'll be able to track down the Darwin back in the Zeus Compound, and find where he is, just in case he becames more important later on. Luckily the clay was soft, so he won't notice the clay in his shoe.
Garret made his way to Tabi, until he noticed... Jack? Jack was shooting down Phoenix, presumably for revenge for the damage done to Daisy. Garret ran to where Jack was, and stood next to him, holding the gun Jack had down. Garret knew that the first kill is always the hardest, he was a victim to that feeling as well. Garret spoke, trying to be as calming as possible, "Hey, you doing all right? I'm guessing that was your first kill, huh? It's always the hardest one to get over, but the feeling fades. Although, thanks to you, we finished killing the two mercs! Now we've just got to help Day and Night find the data."
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Post by Serph on Feb 1, 2017 2:00:13 GMT
Following Day into the new room away from the others so he could recharge, Night was pretty happy they were missing the hell that was breaking loose on the other side. These people were certainly something, though what exactly she couldn’t say. Having taken and pocketed the ID card Day gave her she started scanning the room for anything useful for them to use. No computers in the room was a bit of a letdown. The room itself had a few tables, couches, a printer and a door on the far end. With a scanner. “Don’t jinx this night more than it already is,” Night muttered towards Day when he pondered how tonight could get worse. The last thing they needed was to set off the universe or trigger some secret bad luck or what have you. Night wasn’t really the superstitious type, but this night just seemed flat out filled with bad luck.
“Let’s see what’s behind door number 1, shall we?” Night asked taking out the ID and scanning it through the door. Green light. A faint click sounded as the door unlocked for her. It was almost too easy. Drawing up her shadow to conceal her features, Night gestured for Day to stay out of sight of anything looking through the doorway before pushing the door itself open, peering carefully out in her concealed state. A video camera turning towards the door was the first clue they’d stumbled onto something important. Night crouched low to the ground, stretching her shadow to the ones near the wall for some extra length as she slithered a small tendril through the door and along the small space where the floor and wall met before having it shoot up towards the camera and cover the lens completely. Night poked her head out the door and looked up, but she couldn’t see any more camera’s in sight for the short stretch of the hallway. Perfect.
Knowing the door would lock behind her, Night waited in the doorway and gestured for Day to come quickly. The hallway wasn’t long, but there were two doors here that apparently warranted security footage and it was certainly something to check out. Not to mention she doubted they'd have much time to get a head start before someone else showed up considering how the night was going.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 1, 2017 2:01:17 GMT
Jack stared blankly at the corpse the gun falling from his nerveless fingers. Animate was saying something but it felt like it was coming from a long way away. The thing that had been Phoenix watched the ceiling with blank eyes one hand still to its throat the other stretched out as if reaching for something only it could see. Jack fell to his knees and spewed up his dinner all over the charred floor he found himself shivering uncontrollably, all he wanted was to curl up into a ball and hide.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 1, 2017 2:30:02 GMT
(OOC: B's busy but he asked me to write this for him)
Daisy gained consciousness biting her lip to stop herself from screaming as the crystallisation receded across her body. Her hands immediately went to her breasts which she realised were exposed due to the fact that her top had spontaneously combusted and as she felt them she realised they were scarred a patch of raised red flesh around the point of each one like the scar Sludge had got from spilling that boiling water on herself. It was the first time she'd ever been scarred in combat and for some reason she felt like crying, Jack was never going to let her live this one down... JACK! Her eyes widened as she saw him on all fours throwing up his guts next to a discarded M16. Rushing over she pulled him close to her holding him tight as he started crying stroking his back and whispering into his ear. "You idiot I told you to stay in the truck. It's ok , it's gonna be ok."
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 1, 2017 7:17:31 GMT
Jessica catches Tabitha as she falls, draping her arm over her own shoulders. "No. You're done. You push further, you're dead." She states to her. "Not having you die on me here." She mumbles quietly, more to herself than Tabitha. She helps her walk to where the others have regrouped. A half naked Daisy is consoling her brother, who is a complete mess. The scars from Phoenix's torturous attack are nasty, but could have been much worse. Like she predicted, Jack is dealing with killing somebody for the first time badly. Reminds her the first time she took a life back in her military career. It made her dizzy and feel like she was gonna throw up, barely comprehending that the body in front of her used to be a person, now a husk witha bullet hole in the head. As time went on, it got easier, same will happen to the kid.
"Better get used to it. It won't be your last kill." Jessica says to the two as she brings Tabitha near where Animate is. "Call extraction. Night and Day should be wrapping this up any second and Armoury needs a flesh weaver immediately." She says firmly. She was here to kill the targets and they have had plenty of time to secure the cargo, they need to get ready to leave before anymore surprises happen and she has enough to be concerned about with Tabitha's current state, which she is still got her propped up on her shoulders. Speaking of surprises... "Where's the third Darwin?"
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Post by Lady-Lee on Feb 1, 2017 7:49:07 GMT
Pulling herself off of Mamba, giving her a slow nod Tabi stumbles over to Jack and Daisy and sitting on the ground next to them trying to ignore the horrid pain that shoots up her side when she does so.
"Hey *cough* kid, just so you know *cough* this is the good reaction. Freaking out on your *cough* your first kill is good, means you're less *cough* likely to do it again, and if you li-*cough* like it then you're a fuckin' psycho. *cough*"
Reaching over and grabbing Jacks shoulder turning him towards her, she looks him in the eyes as best she can. "But if you don't feel a thing... if you don't feel a thing you'll just end up being a monster." Breaking into a fit of coughs and sputtering blood she gives him a cold, tired smile. "I don't think you want to know which I was."
Leaning back she pulls up her shirt trying to ignore the amount of blood soaked into it, leaving her in her sports bra, she hands her shirt to Daisy. "It'll probably be a bit small."
A quick glance at her side leaves her aware of her condition. Tabi's whole side is discolored and bleeding from where one of her ribs punctured the skin. "Well... shit. Any of you guys *cough* bring a med kit?"
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 1, 2017 23:00:43 GMT
Daisy gratefully accepts the shirt pulling it on, it didn't quite fit leaving her abs exposed and being unpleasantly tight across the shoulders but it would do. Gently propping Jack up against a wall she pulled the medkit of his belt and got to work on Armoury's injury. First she gave her a dose of morphine to help keep her still then she began to suture the area where the rib had penetrated to prevent Tabi from bleeding out. Part of their training at the facility had been emergency first-aid and while she'd never needed it herself she'd had to patch up Jack a few times so she knew what she was doing. Finally once the stitches were done she crushed one of the automatic ice packs and handed it to Tabi saying. "Hold this against your wound, should stop you from having too much bruising in the morning."
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Post by Deaths on Feb 2, 2017 4:49:55 GMT
Day advances to the door looking past Night he studies the hall. Spotting all the cameras he creates balls of light in front of them blinding any view they may have. Not the most stealthy of plans but he was done with tonight. He strolls causally down the hall spinning his cane, just to annoy Night he makes a spectacle of his walk. He approaches the second door it had a card reader as well. With a small grin he turns to Night. "Hey I need the pass card I gave you." He flicks his wrist and the card appears. "Oh never mind I must of taken it back." He smiles Night was a good thief, but sleight of hand was Day's bread and butter, there is a good chance she noticed but oh well.
Opening the door Day sees a lab of some kind. In the room sits a whole bunch of equipment, in the center was five vials filled with different colored liquids. Day goes up to the case, and knocks on it gently. There's a a briefcase to the side upon opening it he realizes this was used to transfer the vials. It had a felt interior, with slits cut into them to carefully carry each one. Popping the glass case open Day slowly and carefully places each one. He spins on his heels and walks out the door, before he leaves he absorbs all the light in the room, causing the florescent lights shatter raining glass down. Luckily Night was still in the hallway, Day gives her a silent nod that screams mission accomplished. "Lets get out of here." He simply states in a bored tone.
He walks into the room where the rest of the team was, Jack was here he looked like hell. Spotting the dead body he put two and two together. "So you all our just patching each other up while, an enemy combatant sits peacefully in the room." At speeds faster than anyone can comprehend two highly focused beams of light are created mere inches from the third Darwin's face. These beams were invisible to all, but his target who only sees pure white. He hits him with three hundred lumens, more than enough to temporarily blind someone in direct sunlight "There now he's blind, please do something about him. I've got the package lets leave." Day begins to walk towards the exist, he was not in a good mood and made sure his team noticed. With the briefcase in hand he heads straight for the van ignoring all the others.
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Post by Shift on Feb 2, 2017 12:05:21 GMT
Garret, now with the Darwin blinded, threw a couple of stones and clay at him. As soon as the materials hit the floor, they covered the Darwin from head to toe. The only part that wasn't covered was his mouth. Finally Garret threw a cube at the floor, farther away from the captive. The cube begant to spread, before eventually becoming a roman soldier statue. As soon as it was fully created, it went to the prisoner and picked him up. The Roman soldier walked up to Garret, who switched his gun to tranquilizer rounds. A small hole in the makeshift "prison" opened up, and Garret registered the tranq. Quickly, thee hole closed itself. The tranq wasn't strong enought to put him to sleep, but it will make him more calm. "Ok. The targets are dead, we've got the cargo, and we have our mystery man unable to harm us. That calming effect from the tranquilizer will wear off in a couple of hours, so we should get back." Garret turned to Tabi, and said, "They could probably look at that too, if you want." Garret began walking over to the exit for the van, with the Roman statue and the captive in his "coffin". He had a lot of questions for this Darwin, but he'll wait for the others to ask the big questions. He knew Day was not in a good mood, but he paid no mind. Not because Garret's ego was too big to hear criticism, no, it was just because Day was purposefully ignoring them.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 2, 2017 13:31:19 GMT
Jessica ignores the way Day is having a little tantrum. Objectives complete, no casualties on their side and handled unforseen obstacles. That's a successful mission in her eyes and that's all that matters. Zeus Compound seemed to give out tasks similar to Black Ops, which are known to not always go as smooth as regular missions. Intel is scarce and it requires the squads to adapt to any unwanted surprises along the way and act accordingly. Day's bitching just goes to show he isn't cut out for this wetwork and probably never will be. She is beginning to wonder why the hell Blackwater even picked him up? Her guess is they wanted Night and Day was just there at the time...
Jessica makes short eye contact with Tabitha for a moment, giving her a nod. It's been proven to herself today that Jessica is not seeing Tabitha as a pawn anymore, but a genuine ally and perhaps a future friend. It's been awhile since she could attach herself to anybody since her departure from the military, lacking the trust to do so. But the two seem very similar to one another, which makes it easier to work alongside with. She still prefers going alone, but she won't complain having somebody like her on her side.
It is then Jessica winces slightly and puts her hand to her side, it comes back red. She forgot about the injury Feral inflicted on her and the trauma response from her powers is wearing off, so the hot pain radiating from the wound is felt. No matter, she can patch herself up in the van, she has received more life threatening injuries in the past and pulled through. She follows Animate to the van, slinging the rifle over her shoulders.
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Post by Envy on Feb 2, 2017 18:50:10 GMT
Feeling the dart piece his skin type feels a calmness try to overcome his but like my tranquilizers there quickly subdue once it tries to get into his veins. He still pissed off more than ever but he’ll deal with Disney as soon as he out of this clay coffin as for the rest he needs to learn why they had beef with the Quinn’s and how strong are these guys really are. He could try and break out but then there’s the risk of getting into a fight and walking away with injuries so letting them capture him was the best path to walk unscathed. The mouthpiece that’s open for Type to breath is a good thing for type if things go sour in the end for him and his captors hell this reminds him of a mission that the Quinn’s sent him on. He was only 15 at the time he was sent to deal with a local drug ring that had just stepped into the Quinn’s territory they had been moving their drugs in coffin to avoid suspicion from the feds.
Eden was place in a coffin and was given six gallons of Mangrove snake venom and was told to kill everyone in the area even there innocent just kill the fuckers. Finally he was dropped off at the drop zone Eden hears the roar of an engine of a truck and feeling pairs of hands picking up his coffin; The coffin shakes as they drop the coffin in what seems to be the back off the truck he tightens up and begins to ready his toxins in case they open the lid earlier. Lucky they didn’t open so he’s golden after awhile of being moved around by the truck “They sure as hell did take a bumpy road.” Says Eden grumpy. With a oomph he drops to the floor he hears woman's voice “So what’s going to be the payout of this shipment.” A man’s voice quickly replied with “We’ll be making 45% of what we’ve paid for this stuff.” Light fills the inside of the coffin looking inside instead of there “goods” there is a teenager inside. Not wasting a second Eden hardens and sharpens his venom then slits the neck’s of the pair in front of him, they grasp at their necks to stop the blood from meeting with the ground; After a while of struggling the pair stop moving as much as they once did before the room fills with silent.
“Mom, Dad what are you two doing?” A new voice fill Eden’s ears a child that of which seems to be around 3-5 years of age he looks back a blood soaked Eden. A feeling of pandemic fills Eden as he watches the boy walk towards his now dead parents and tears fill his eyes; shaking rapidly type panics on what to do should he kill the kid or should be walk away and risked being beaten by the Don yet again. A feeling of emptiness then fills type as he walks up towards the crying boy he wraps his hands around the boy’s neck and puts all of his strength into choking the boy to death. The child doesn't put up that much resistance to Eden yet he manages to gasp “Why?” His voice filled with innocent as his last breath escapes from his body; Eden stands up over the boy his face before he died is now forever ingrained into Eden’s head. Not wanting to see that type of face again type walks out of the room and outside of the ruined house then throws his tracker into the air and grabs with a poison tendril then crushes the tracker. Walking off type wonders where to go now seeing how they called him a Darwin he begins to think to that one island he saw on TV about a place called Alantus supposedly it was the home of all Swigs and Darwins well according to the TV that is; Remembering back to this makes type tearing up while he’s inside of his now cozy coffin.
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Post by jackygirl on Feb 2, 2017 21:18:01 GMT
Jack took three deep breaths and stood up making sure not to look at Phoenix's corpse it wouldn't have been the first time he'd seen a dead body there used to be "accidents" at the Facility but it was the first time it would be one he'd made himself. He did his best to put on his normal cocky smile and faux cheerfully said "I'm with Day let's get the fuck out of here. Nice crop top by the way butch." He winked at her to show he was better now he had to admit this shit storm had given him a hell of a lot more respect for what Daisy had done to keep him safe not that he'd ever admit it of course, besides he was a big boy now he needed to watch out for her to.
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Post by Serph on Feb 3, 2017 4:51:11 GMT
Night didn’t even bother pretending to not catch Day as he took the cardkey when he passed her. Mostly she was restraining herself from smacking her forehead at Day’s antics. The point of sneaking her shadow over the camera was so she couldn’t be identified by her powers or her face, but apparently Day missed that part and just went full on sunshine. And then, spoke like normal to tease her. Hope there weren’t audio recordings, but it wasn’t her funeral if there were. Shaking her head at her partner’s carelessness she waited for him to retrieve what was in the room or die trying. For better or for worse it seemed to be the former as Day strolled out with a suitcase in hand and passed her to head back towards the group, ordering her around as he went. So much for her having a big head when Mr. Ego here was acting like a big shot. If it weren’t for the huge mess that everyone had made today she probably would have dug into him more, but quite frankly she just wanted to wash her hands of this mess of a mission and move on.
Taking care to shut the door behind them, Night rolled her eyes at Days’ bossiness, but just let it go and followed. She’d get back at him later. First thing was getting out of here before reinforcements arrive and judging from the rest of the group’s appearance they weren’t exactly up for that. Everyone just looked flat out terrible. For people with such fearsome reputations, they looked like they barely managed to do their jobs without dying. It was hardly the mark of confidence. Night continued eyeing up the injured members for a moment, before thinking better of sticking around and heading towards the van with Day. At least they’d managed to do their job despite everything else, but then again they were the only two who actually worked as a team prior to this if the files were anything to go by. Maybe that explained some of it, but Night doubted that could explain all of it. Pushing thoughts of the mission’s shortcomings to the side she hastened her step to catch up to Day so she could sit by him in the van. She wanted to get a peek at the goods before they handed them over. Pride Industries was always making something interesting and she wanted to know what was so valuable that the Quinn risked stealing it from them.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Feb 3, 2017 6:31:27 GMT
Feeling Daisy start to go to work stitching the wounds Tabi has a moment of discomfort, well at least till the morphine kicks in. After the pain subsides and other than the coughing fits the pain has receded to the point where she can focus again. Taking her eyes off her amateur medic (and how wonderfully the shirt shows off her features) she turns towards the clay coffin seeing only a small piece of the person inside but still recognizing him from files she keeps on competing hitmen.
"Hey *cough* isn't that... Never mind" Tabi gets an idea in her head, clearly he's not with the Quinn's but she's sure he's got history with them. If Type-H is here to screw with them then maybe he can tell her where the Quinn's head went to, after there's still 12 million dollar contract on their head and vengeance would make a nice bonus.
Smiling to herself she sits while Daisy finishes stitching her injury.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Feb 3, 2017 7:01:05 GMT
Daisy glances at Jack making sure he was ok. He'd calmed down since they'd got back to base but he kept alternating between staring into space and shooting flirty glances at Day and she wasn't sure which she found more worrying. She hadn't worked as part of a team since the drills in the Facility it hadn't gone perfectly as her tender breasts could attest (the medic had put some kind of cream on them that was helping but they still hurt like a bitch) but it could have been a hell of a lot worse. She was glad Jack was unhurt physically she was even finding it hard to be mad at him for disobeying her instructions and leaving the van although she was sure as hell gonna give him a lecture later. She looked around at the guards silently watching them before letting out a long sigh and allowing herself to relax for just a second, they were alive and the mission was done she guessed there'd be some kind of debrief now.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 3, 2017 7:16:13 GMT
Jessica leans on the wall of the room, just silently watching the heavily armed guards standing at points of the doors, corners amd other flank points. Unmoving like statues, but she knows they're on high alert and will gun somebody down if they make a move they don't like.
A fleshweaver was assigned to heal her when they got back, but Jessica only let her do half of the job, leaving the tissue of the wounds to scar. Another to add to her canvas, another reminder that she still lives for another day. Most of the people won't understand this, since nobody want a sizable claw scar on their side. But to Jessica, it reminds her that she is still kicking in the most dangerous career imaginable. She is also wearing clothes instead of her suit this time. A tank top, combat pants and boots. They look foreign on her body, which up until this point, everybody has only seen her in her combat suit.
She hasn't bothered talking to anybody since getting back and their journey here, not even Garret or Tabitha. Worryingly quiet that some guards think she is plotting something... In reality, she is just thinking of the group and if they will even last a week in this career path, two of them nearly died today after all. Then there's Type, being held in confinement. She's pissed that brought him back alive. Killing him would have been a lot smoother and it isn't like he will join them. She doesn't want him to join them. His powers are something she admits, but he's predictable. Very predictable.
She is also waiting for Day's inevitable bitch fit too. He's had that sour look on his face ever since they got back now.
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Post by DodoDestroyer on Feb 3, 2017 21:02:58 GMT
After a few moments waiting, Commander Rourke and Supervisor Troy come into the room, the former with his regular guard and the latter carrying a report file. Troy hands Rourke the file and he opens it while addressing the group.
"Both targets eliminated. Cargo secured safely and undamaged. No casualties on our side and no witnesses remain. You even captured a Darwin who tried to interfere on both sides. Sounds like everything went well..." He hands the file back to Troy. "Then why am I not impressed with any of you? Because that was the sloppiest team work I have ever seen." He says calmly, but his words can cut through a person. "Barely any of you stuck with your positions, criticising the suggestions of your teammates, a few even abandoned their positions to take matters into their own hands."
"This is NOT your mercenary and criminal bullshit anymore. This is a squad and you must all work together and you will, even if you despise each other. This time, Supervisor Troy will be joining your operations to keep you all in check. And you will need another leader, one who will set out plans that will work and make sure the squad makes it work." He glances at a few in the room, giving the illusion he is mulling over who it should be. After a few moments, he speaks again. "I have already picked them to be a senior member of Blackwater. They are making their way here to join this squad as a tactician. You will also be on team building exercises until your next operation, find out who you work best with and powers mix well."
"Dismissed." Rourke, Troy and the personal guards leave. It is just the group and a few room guards remain.
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Post by Envy on Feb 3, 2017 21:33:13 GMT
Type still inside his coffin is now in a containment cell he could try and broke out of the coffin but he'll that'll cause more harm than good. So he just sits there lucky he can move his own arms around and since they didn't search him earlier he starts to play a interactive novel to pass by the time. "When the hell is this shit going to end?" Says Eden boredly great all the info I know is going to go down the drain in and instant. Why did these guys even attack the Quinns in the first judging what little he had saw from his air hole this place is actually top notch. And not it's not some dump basement in Alantus either so these guys have some thick blood in there veins whoever they are they'll definitely be a thorn in my side but for now I read and wait.
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