Realistic or Modern || Black Cat || Open

[Reine]

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So, you need help? Somebody hurt you? A family member? Somebody stole your car or vandalized your house? Good luck getting the cops to help. They're ridiculously corrupt, and unless you're prepared to pay a hefty bribe to the right person, you can say goodbye to getting any form of help. They'll say that they're investigating your case, but in reality, your case will get moved to the bottom of a very large pile, one that will probably never be cleared.


What, you're not happy with that? You want real, serious help? Well, you're better off looking to the streets in that case. If you can find the right people, they'll do a better job of dealing with the person who hurt you than the police ever could, no questions asked. Not for free, obviously. But the fee isn't half as much as it would be to bribe the police, and, best of all, you're not paying the police.


That said, you'd better be okay with vigilante justice. We're not going to just sit down and have a long, heartfelt chat with the perpetrator. You can either tell us what you want done, or simply tell us the crime, and we'll choose a punishment we deem fitting. The more dangerous it is, the more it'll cost you. Naturally enough.


You don't like vigilante justice? Fine by us. But let it be said, we're the only people who get things done around here. We're the only ones who cause anything to be done. The cops don't give a damn about that woman murdered two weeks ago, but they sure as hell love trying to catch us. We're a threat to them. Well, more often, we're a threat to the people that pay them, and they can't have that, now, can they?


Who are we? Most don't know our name. Most don't want to know our name. They just want the deal over and done with as fast as possible. We're completely anonymous, and that's the way we all like it. Names are powerful. But we can give you one name.


We are Black Cat. Vigilantes for hire.

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[Reine]

Wearing: http://ak2.polyvoreimg.com/cgi/img-set/cid/201560978/id/thufsCA65hGNVFLRO4xqOQ/size/l.jpg


Location: Apartment Building


Tags: @too much idea @pandana @Der Eine @Aes @Nyxione


Action: Delivering


Mood: Calm/Slightly Irritated


Time:

Jess had finished speaking to a member of Black Cat, leaving her with mixed emotions.


They made a mistake, the subject felt threatened, pulled out a gun. Just like that, Ria killed him. This wasn't quite so upsetting that he had pulled out a gun, as most, but not all, Cat members could deal with this without violence. The punishment hadn't been decided, as it was unclear if the subject was simply cruel, or occasionally lost his composure, leading to the physical assault of a thirteen year old girl.


Leaning back in her chair, she wanted to make some loud, hideous noise of frustration and perhaps calm her nerves for the first time in days.


She held in her hand seventeen slips of paper, for the top sixteen best ranked members, and herself. The slips of paper weren't just slips of paper, but were VIP invitations to a specific party that she had worked very hard to get into. It had directions to an average condemned house in the middle of the city. The host was Cain Alvarez, wanted for second and first degree murder, arson, domestic violence, larceny, and many more misdemeanors all on several counts. Oh, and drug abuse. Alvarez was specifically notorious or his drug addiction, which is why she had prepared two pounds of inositol powder, a vitamin powder that looked like cocaine, smelled potent, and coincidentally gave a small energy boost. All qualities of the drug.


Because it was cheap, she would've gotten more, though even the amount she had was risky, seeming to be so much to sell all at once. Jess had earned his affections, along with a few other Black Cat girls, stretching herself to her limit with the most basic but effective flattery and flirting.


The girl stood up and stretched, proud of herself for her incredible skill to be incredible.


After a few moments, she shut her laptop and went into the hallway, thinking. Perhaps if he overdosed on Vitamin B8, killing him wouldn't be a problem. No... that wouldn't work.


She began sliding the invitations under the doorways of her comrades, knocking on the door before continuing to head down the hall, slipping the pieces of paper into the rooms when she recognized a room number. Alex... then Collin, then Charlotte and Mira. David's apartment door was next, and then Dio's and Ria's. Handwritten on the back of the invitations were instructions to meet in her room in fifteen minutes, appropriately dressed and ready. In just a few moments she headed back to her room to get dressed and wait.


So many people wanted him dead, and they would be getting what they want very soon.

 

[pandana]

M I R A ; S H I C H I Y O U

c r a v i n g f o r a b u r g e r

Mira had just finished shining one of her butterfly knives when she heard Jess' distinct footsteps outside her room and in the hallway. Mira was aware of the little issue in regards to Rei's task which shouldn't have involved the killing of a subject. She paid no attention to it that much as it didn't have anything to do with her, but she understood Rei's decision to protect herself from an armed subject. Brushing the thought aside and deciding to leave it all up to Jess whose footsteps stopped outside the door to Mira's room, a paper was then slipped underneath and into her room. "Hm." Mira wondered what this party could be and who the target was. She stood up from where she seated, dragged her feet to where the paper was and picked it up. It looks like an invitation of some sort. "It looks like I've been invited to a party." Mira mused to herself, a satisfied smile on her face. It was time to get ready for another task - a group task, maybe? She noticed through Jess' footsteps how she stopped from door to door probably slipping the same invitations to the other.

Mira folded the paper carefully and placed it on top of her desk. She then walked towards her bathroom and headed in for a cold shower. There was something in cold showers that she really found to be pleasant, besides the fact that cold water soothes muscle pain, there was just something peculiar about coldness that Mira found peace in. After some minutes, she stepped out of her shower room and dried herself with a white towel. And then she got dressed. No disguises. And certainly, no gowns. She put on her usual get up of a black suit, a red tie, and steel-toed black leather shoes that were customized to be light enough for kicks while durable enough to withstand impact and force, and flexible enough for her to run comfortably in. She slipped the note inside her inner suit's pocket and headed out of her room.

Shortly after, Mira made her way to Jess' room. She knocked 3-times, opened the door and stepped inside the room to where the young leader was. Mira greeted Jess with a small but sincere smile that was followed with a downward nod. "It seems you cleared a bit of the clutter that was around here before." She jested. "Planning to bring a boy in?" Mira continued with a light chuckle. "I could have sworn I saw a teddy bear sitting right over there the last time I was here." She joked pointing at the corner of Jess' bed.


"What's up, boss?"

 

[amended]

[media]

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Spoiler

Wearing: [Previously]Sleeping Pants/Pull-Over Hoody


[Currently]Button-Up White Shirt/Black Blazer/Black Slacks


Location: Black Cat HQ


Mood: Upset that he has to leave his coffee.


@Quarantine @pandana

The city was so peaceful from Alex's room, suspended above all of the smog and noise. Alex was alone spare his coffee that sits quietly on the table next to him, steaming ever-so-gracefully. This room is the only place the gunman can express his emotions without feeling stressed or pressuring himself not to: frowning, smiling, quiet crying, sorrowful remorse, and more happen within these pastel dark blue walls. Suddenly, the sound of paper sliding against the concrete floor comes from behind him, a document. The shooter stood, twisting his torso to pop his back once he's stable, and walks over to the slip of paper on the floor. After picking it up and skimming the info on it, Alex turns the page over to find a handwritten attachment on the back, an invitation.


The gunman was ready in 6 minutes, it didn't take him long at all to throw on a suit and fix his hair. He kept a stone face as he left, only bringing along his sleeve holster, a bluetooth earpiece with a cell phone, and a wallet with a fake ID and money. Alex locked his door and proceeded down the hallway, his black, custom-made saddle shoes echoing off of the walls with every step he took. Once reaching the door to Jess' room, Alex knocked three times and enters, keeping his head low and eyes open. The shooter nods to his two associates, "Jess, Mira." Alex greets the two with a dry voice that carried only the friendliness of the camaraderie that all Black Cat members shared.

 

[Reine]

Wearing: http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/n5yjtu-l-610x610-dress-little+black+dress-cocktail+dress-formal-evening+dress-black-cap+sleeves-spikes-high+heels-sweetheart+neckline-line-flowy-shoes-sunglasses.jpg


Location: Apartment Building


Tags: @pandana @Der Eine


Action: Delivering


Mood: Calm/Amused


Time: 5: 13


Interacting With: Mira/Alex

Jess bit her lip seeing Mira's outfit. She couldn't just come out and tell her to change just to fit in, and possibly get closer to Alvarez based on appearance. And she sure as Hell wouldn't want to be told to wear a dress. Which is why she was doing it on her own terms.


Attempting a smile, Jess replied, "Unless you count the other members..." The girl was quietly glad Mira didn't assume her to be homosexual, like many did, based on the fact that her clothing and hairstyle was masculine. She pulled a cocktail dress from her closet and stripped down, putting it on quickly despite the fact that she didn't mind having someone else there. After she put it on, the girl began putting her heels on, very different from her usual attire.


Three knocks came from outside the door, and Jess looked up to see Alex, a Fox, enter. He was a couple of years younger, and she disliked his distant, emotionless attitude.


Like she was any better.


Pulling her shoes on completely, she worked on putting her earrings on, quiet for a moment before saying to the boy, "Good evening," she nearly cringed at her own formal words, "You look great- both of you. Ah, so, I don't know if you recognize the address, but its in a group of largely abandoned and condemned houses, where Alvarez is holding a celebration in honor of receiving some vitamin powder." It was a good deal, as the average price for a pound of cocaine was 27,000 dollars, where they were selling two for 30,000. It would definitely mean a higher paycheck for most.


"It's not mandatory, but I'd love for you to join me. I can't do it alone by any stretch of the imagination, and I'll raise your pay by twenty-eight dollars an hour when on the job if you choose to come. If nothing else, you can wait outside in the case of an emergency."

 

[yoikes]

Dio Castle


Wearing @Quarantine @Der Eine @pandana


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They make mistakes. They are human, after all. And as the result, a person lost their life- and he could be an innocent person with a problem controlling his temper. Well, everyone is bound to die one day. It's not like Dio cared about him, too. He just regretted the fact that they are forced to kill a target before knowing whether he truly guilty or not and glad that he wasn't there to witness the shooting- and see the blood.


Dio was watching the TV in his room when he could hear the faint footsteps in the hallway outside. And then a knock. He stood up, was about to open his door when he noticed a piece of paper on the floor. He picked it up- an invitation and an instruction written on the back of it. Well, ain't this interesting? Definitely better than doing nothing but watching the TV and getting drunk on his own.


Dio decided to go wearing an informal attire, as this is not even a formal event by the looks of it, and plus informal look has it owns charm! He also wears his favourite, custom made garotte watch- with a .54mm steel cable stored inside of it, long enough to be wrapped around someone's neck. Dio also not forget about his favourite deck of cards, that could be used both for card tricks and as throwing cards that generate electric shock upon impact. And then, of course, his wallet and phone. With that, he left and lock his room before heading toward the boss's room.


He doesn't knock on the door but opens it straight away. A bad manner of his. He grinned at them, winking at the girls. "Wow, you all look great!"

 

[pandana]

M I R A ; S H I C H I Y O U

s t i l l c r a v i n g f o r a b u r g e r

"Oh, sexy." Mira smirked at her boss who decided it was fine to strip and change in front of her. It was no problem, really. Mira just thought it was kind of peculiar to see Jess in a none boyish outfit. "I'm beginning to assume that this party will be a very serious thing for you to wear something like that." She crossed her arms and leaned on the wall with her right shoulder. "Don't get me wrong, that looks good on you. This might be the most memorable outfit I've seen you wearing, so far." She chuckled, sincerely, Mira wasn't really the type to crack jokes but Norie taught her to. It's good for lightening up the mood before a kill show, after all. "I could probably wear something like that if it was not for all the suits I have in my closet."


"Jess, Mira." Alex acknowledged as he entered Jess' room. "Hey, Alex. I like the suit." Mira nodded at the quiet boy who seldomly says something. But she liked the kid. Despite Alex's silent personality, his presence as one of the Black Cats is solid. As they say, actions speak louder than words. However, Mira didn't deny the fact that Alex was just too quiet, not in a bad way though.


As soon as Jess took a more serious tone at filling them in with information, Mira immediately cut her bullshit and listened.


Alvarez? Cain Alvarez, right?" She remarked, "Wanted for accounts of murder, arson, the usual drug-related crime, and etc." Mira made sure to keep infamous people under her radar from big time crime lords to small time drug couriers. Although, her information based on them are relatively superficial than subcutaneous, but it was better than having nothing. "I've heard of the man. I haven't surveyed his compound, but it seems tonight I'll be able to get that done." Mira paused, "he seems like a cocky son of a b*tch. Yeah, he seems like a nice guy." The door suddenly swung open to which made Mira turn her head to see Dio with a huge grinned plastered on his face along with his compliments. "Finally, someone chirpy!" She smiled at Dio and gave him a nod, "Hey, Dio."

 

[Alecto]

Anais Fiennes


Location: Black Cat Headquarters


Interaction: Alex, Dio, Jess, Mira @Quarantine @pandana @Der Eine @too much idea

Light flooded the dark room as Anais stepped out from her bathroom, combing her hair with one hand while the other tinkered with the remote of her room system. A fast-paced piano and violin piece began to play in the background, drowning out Scout's hiss, no doubt upset from being disturbed in his sleep. Anais had been halfway to her bed, ready to comfort the large cat when she spotted a dainty, fancy-looking envelope by her door.


Crossing the span of her room in two strides, she picked up the envelope carefully. Anais sat down on her bed, setting her towel beside her as she read through the content. A frown tugged on her mouth while Scout crawled into her lap, fingers immediately running through the cat's fur. She set the invitation down on her bedside table, looking down at Scout who watched her through narrowed eyes as she had stopped her ministrations with his fur. "Sorry, buddy, looks like I'm going out tonight." The cat merely hissed at her before jumping off her lap and strutting towards his bed, presumably going back to sleep.


Anais shook her head in amusement as she stood up and stalked towards her laptop. "Cain Alvarez." The name rolled off her tongue, leaving behind a familiar twinge. Where had she heard the name before? Upon reaching her laptop, she closed Ria's report and began to look up Cain Alvarez in their database. As she sent the file to her phone, she slipped off to her closet and began to pick out an appropriate attire. A simple black and white cocktail dress with a high-waist and enough flare to the skirt that she could wear both a thigh holster for a combat knife and a waistband holster for her silenced pistol. With one hand, Anais checked the concealed pocket in her dress - made for easy access to the waistband holster - while the other easily slipped on a pair of black wedges.


Once satisfied, she took a small clutch, slipping her phone, wallet, an earpiece she'll put on later, and the invitation inside as she walked out of her room. Her shoes clicked against the wooden door as she made her way to Jess' room. Tucking her clutch under her arm, she reached her destination and despite the fact that the door was open, she still knocked on the wooden surface. Tilting her head to the side as her gaze fell on each person in Jess' room, then she settled looking directly at Jess herself, "The client must be paying pretty good money if we need this many people to operate closely to the target."

 

[amended]

Spoiler

Wearing: [Currently]Button-Up White Shirt/Black Blazer/Black Slacks


Location: Black Cat HQ


Mood: Uncomfortable/Nervous


@Quarantine @pandana @too much idea @Thanatos

Alex leans his head on one of his arms, listening to a couple of compliments and a briefing by Jess. The Fox was thinking about the compliments he received, sure, it was kind that they thought his suit looked nice, but that same "I'm a book" mentality kicks back in, causing him to mentally toss the gestures away. Alex simply looks at the girls. "Thanks." The gunman says, a few seconds after the compliments were delivered, caught up with his own thoughts.





Two more people have entered since Alex got there, he greets all of them the same, nodding and acknowledging them by saying their names as they walk in. But despite only knowing the other Black Cat members, Alex held a minor interest in that Anais girl. She seemed distant, just like Alex was. Maybe it was that fact that drew Alex closer to her, or maybe it's the way she looks, or maybe Alex just feels that she would fill the void that is his own lack of a social personality.


But now's not the time to be thinking about girls, now is the time to be plotting the next step of the mission. The Fox lifts his head from his hand and straightens his previously-slouched back. While thinking, however, Alex's eyes drift around the room, eventually coming to rest on Mira. Alex didn't know Mira as well as he knew everyone else, he's probably had only one or two missions with her, which is kind of a shame, considering she was a good operative.

Spoiler

 

[Nyxione]

Location: Black Cat Headquarters; David's room ? Jess' room


Interacted with: Jess (@Quarantine), Mira (@pandana), Alex (@Der Eine), Dio (@too much idea), Anais (@Thanatos)


Today had been one of those rare days wherein David didn't have any classes--pr perhaps, not so rare anymore. Yesterday had marked the end of the semester making today the start of his break. He had a month or so free before classes resumed once more. The upcoming semester would be David's final one and quite honestly, he can't wait for his university life to end. Sure he enjoys the parties, hell, just last night he was at one of these parties--one of his mates threw one to celebrate the end of the semester, but it was quite difficult to juggle his responsibilities as a member of Black Cat and his school work.


David yawned as he unlocked his door and opened it. He was just returning back to his room in the HQ. No, he didn't spend the night and the majority of the day at his friend's place, he spent it in his own apartment near his university. David has had the place since he was a freshman and kept it even when he was provided a lodging area in Black Cat's apartment building--well, he wasn't really provided it per se, they did say he didn't have to live there, but David thought it'd be better if he did and thus took up a room. Maintaining too living spaces was no trouble for David, he hired a maid to clean up his apartment every now and then. David kept the other place for convenience--which is really more of him having a place to crash to after attending a party thrown by one of his uni friends. The party ended at dawn, it was around 5 am when David retired to his own place and crashed. He woke up at around 3 pm, took a shower, grabbed some lunch, and now here he was.


"Home sweet--what the hell is this?" he was looking down at the space in front of him where a slip of paper was laid. Curious, David immediately picked it up and read it as he entered the room, closing the door behind him as he did. A grinned slowly formed on his face as he recognized what it was: a party invite. He walked towards the couch in his room as he continued to read the letter. By the time he was finished reading, David had already plopped himself on the leather couch and was beaming with joy. Although David had just been to a party last night, a different kind of party but still a party, he was more than excited to be attending yet another one. Most people would've groaned at the idea of attending two parties in a row, but for someone who loved parties like David, this was like opening presents on Christmas day. Sure they weren't really going there for the party, they were going there for Cain Alvarez, but that didn't make David any less excited.


Just as he was about to put down the invite, he noticed that there was something written on the back. David turned the paper around and saw Jess' distinct handwriting. He quickly read through the short note and his smile instantly fell. "15 minutes?! Crap. How long ago was this slipped here?" David threw the letter down onto the coffee table in front of him and quickly made his way to his closet. He hastily took off the shirt he was wearing and changed into a black button-down shirt with a white dotted pattern. Thankfully, he was already wearing a pair of black pants and black shoes and thus no longer needed to change those. He then went to his full body mirror to fix himself. He didn't take too long though, David knew didn't have much time. Once he was done, he grabbed a blazer from his closet and dashed out of his room, locking his door as he did. As he made his way to Jess' room, David slipped on his blazer and patted his pockets just to double check if he had his wallet, phone and keys with him--he didn't take them out of his pocket (except when he opened the door using his keys, but he pocketed those again after), but it was better to be safe than sorry.


Upon arriving in front of Jess' door, David took a second to catch his breath. He could already hear the voices of his fellow Black Cat members inside. Not wanting to be any later--he assumed he was already late--he knocked twice on the door before proceeding to opening it--David had figured that is Jess was asking for them to meet up in her room, then she would've left the door unlocked. Already inside the room was quite a number of people. There was Mira, the Dog who was practically second in command; three Foxes: Dio, Alex, and Anais; and of course, their leader Jess. Surprisingly for David, there were no Butterflies around just yet; he was the first it seemed. The blond began to wonder if any other Butterflies would be attending. He assumed yes, it was a social gathering after all.


He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him as quietly as possible. David was just about to apologise for being late when he caught sight of Jess in a dress. "Woah, Jess. I think it's the first time any of us have seen you in such an outfit, and might I say, you look quite stunning in it." He complimented her with a smile before letting his eyes wander to the other people in the room. "Ana, that dress is cute. It suits you quite nicely." David smiled as he gave the redhead Fox a compliment before moving on to the next person. "Mira..." David paused. He couldn't help but notice how Mira was wearing a suit unlike the two other girls. For some reason, however, this doesn't surprise him. The blond Butterfly bit down his urge to ask why Mira wasn't wearing a dress. He was afraid he might offend the woman. Offending her was the last thing he wanted to do, specially before they headed out. So instead, he settled with complimenting her without asking, "You look great tonight!" Lastly, he turned to the two other males in the room and paid them a compliment as well. "Alex, Dio, you both look quite dapper."





After paying his compliments to everyone, he turned back to their leader. It was time for business. "I'm apologise if I arrived a bit late, and you've probably already explained it, but if you don't mind me asking, what's the plan for tonight, boss?"
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[Reine]

Wearing: http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/n5yjtu-l-610x610-dress-little+black+dress-cocktail+dress-formal-evening+dress-black-cap+sleeves-spikes-high+heels-sweetheart+neckline-line-flowy-shoes-sunglasses.jpg


Location: Apartment Building


Tags: @pandana @Der Eine @Thanatos @too much idea @Nyxione


Action: Waiting


Mood: Nervous/Uncomfortable


Time: 5: 16


Interacting With: Mira/Alex/Dio/Anais/David

The girl covered her mouth as to not laugh at Mira's comment, as Dio and Anais entered her apartment room. She smiled, a bit overwhelmed with how many had arrived so quickly. She was about to speak, when David came in, throwing compliments around.


Sh*t sh*t sh*t sh*t sh*t. She almost didn't hear him over her own thoughts, and she quickly went to her desk, pulling out a gallon bag of vitamin powder, and holding it as if it were a snake. Just function.


"Ah, so, this is supposed to be cocaine." She almost cringed, continuing on, and looking straight at Mira for comfort.


"And, uh, Mira knows. Mira knows... uhm, we're visiting a drug lord named Cain Alvarez. He's going to give me a lot of money. Thirty thousand. I'll split it if you guys come with me. And raise your pay by about twenty-eight dollars, even if you just wait outside. I think for most of you, that means you'll be getting around two hundred dollars an hour after this. Because twenty-eight plus..." She went silent before saying, "So I'd love it if you guys joined me. At the party," she added, as if the fact that it was a party might help.


Spinning around so she didn't have to look at them, she glanced around the room before finding a large black purse and fitting the gallon bag inside.


That wasn't too bad.


Not facing them, she held up a key from her purse.


"Who wants to drive?" Finally, her eyes darted up to all of them.

 

[Reine]

Wearing: http://img05.deviantart.net/4808/i/2013/336/a/0/december_commissions_3_5_by_rika_dono-d6wj1sv.jpg


Location: Apartment Hallway


Tags: @Kade


Action: Drinking/Waiting


Mood: Bored


Interacting With: None

Ria bend down and picked up a slip of paper near her door. It gave instructions to a party, in case of an emergency, as well as telling her to wait outside for a newcomer, by the name of Q. Lee.


She kicked the door once before grabbing her coffee from the kitchen counter, and quickly heading into the hallway.


The girl watched as people disappeared into Jess's room, likely discussing something really secretive and awesome. Looking down at her cup, she brought it to her lips, thinking about what she had done earlier on an assignment.


Jess knew people messed up. She was probably just using her because of her incredible people skills. Must be it.


The girl leaned against her door, sliding down into a sitting position. He was probably Asian with that name. But then, her teacher had that name, and was very white.


Bored out of her mind, she played with the empty cup, tapping on it to make tuneless noise.

 

[amended]

Spoiler

Wearing: [Currently]Button-Up White Shirt/Black Blazer/Black Slacks


Location: Black Cat HQ ---> Outside, in driver's seat


Mood: Unpleasant/Angry


@Quarantine @pandana @too much idea @Thanatos @Nyxione

Alex jumps up, assuming the meeting was concluded, and heads towards the door. "I'll wait out by the car." The Fox says before accidentally walking into David. "Shit, sorry pal." Alex says, strutting right past the Butterfly. The moment he took a step outside of the hallway, he noticed... her. Alex didn't like Ria, never has, never will. She seemed to have this out-of-control attitude that he absolutely despised in a person, much-less in a professional environment. The gunman's eyes burned holes in the girl who was sitting against her door. In Alex's mind, there are no room for mistakes in Black Cat, meaning that he took Ria's mistake earlier that day a little more seriously. As he goes to walk past her, Alex stops, looking away from the girl, and speaks. "How did it feel?" The Fox asks, staring straight forward with a glare, before continuing to walk on towards the exit.


After a short elevator ride down to the ground floor, Alex exits the building, stopping for a moment to fix his blazer before he continues to the car. Once at the sleek, black beauty, he hops into the driver's seat and waits for the rest of the Foxes, the Dog, the Butterfly, and the leader to come out and get in the car.

 

[Kade]

Tags: @Quarantine


About to awkwardly interact with Ria

HE GOT IN!!! Holy crap, this was the best freakin birthday of Q's entire life!





What did he need....what did he need? He glanced around his messy little shitpen of a studio loft, debating on which items were most important to bring with him. All his gear. Maybe not all his gear. He had too much gear. Maybe just the stuff he brought with him on his hack-and-dash gigs. The place he was headed to wasn't that far from his loft. He could always come back and get the rest of the stuff later.


Right. He grabbed his tech bag with all his most gadgets in tow, his headphones, a backpack with some of his clothes and overnight shit, and kicked his skateboard into his hand, nearly running over his neighbor on the way out the door. He was off and riding the second he hit the streets, maybe being a little reckless darting through the cars, but whatever. Cars could honk. And he could flip them off. He was a pedestrian with right of way, after all.


It wasn't long before he was rolling up to the front of the Black Cat pad. The Black Cat pad! Holy shit! HOLY SHIT!


...Not like he hadn't been by it before. He only stalked the place for like two years. But now it was official. He could actually go inside! Being a legal adult was so fucking cool!





Smiling one of his big grins that made his top lip thin out to nearly invisible (a smile that people told him made him look like a cute little rabbit), he picked his board up and slipped into the building, following the extra directions that came in a coded text. Coded. Right. These guys needed a serious overall on their tech security. It was great for avoiding the idiot cops and amateur hackers, but there were more people out there with his level of skill than he was comfortable with. He was a pretty proud guy, but not so much that he thought he was the Kingpin of hackers or anything. Cockiness was how other hackers got caught.


Bobbing a little to the music in his headphones, he rode the elevator up to the next floor and looked out into the hall. Uh oh. Cute girl alert.


Don't be dumb, don't be dumb, don't be dumb, he mentally told himself. And, of course, while he was telling himself that, the elevator doors nearly closed on him. In an awkward move, he shoved his board into the gap and pried them back open, stumbling out into the hall. Smooth, Switch, super smooth.

 

[Alecto]

Anais Fiennes


Location: Black Cat Headquarters


Interaction: Alex (@Quarantine), & Mira (@pandana). Very briefly: Ria, & Q (@Kade)

Anais tilted her head to the side to look up at David, then her eyes darted towards Jess when the younger man addressed their leader. It didn't take a genius to figure out that Jess did not like being put under the spotlight. "You should save the flattery for the party, David." Her lips curved into a slight smile as she blinked slowly at David.


When Jess pulled out the bag of the supposed drugs, her eyebrows raised. Supposed? What the hell was it then? She bit her tongue and prevented herself from outright asking what it was and asking Mira further about the target. She'll have time to read Alvarez' files and ask about the 'drugs' during the ride to the party. As soon as Alex walked out with the keys, Anais let a grin show on her face, baring her teeth at the array of people in Jess' room, "Dibs on shotgun." Shotgun when the driver is a pretty quiet guy is least likely to give her a headache and will most likely give her time to read up on the target's files than sitting in the back, forced to make small talk. She walked out of the room, heels clicking against the floor, just in time to see an unfamiliar kid stumble out of the elevator.


Stifling a snort, she continued down the hallway, heels clicking against the floor as she spotted Ria sitting by her door. Her eyes flickered to Q for a very brief moment. Was Ria in charge of the kid? Punishment for killing the target too early in the game? Anais rarely cared about operations that didn't include her, but there had been too many unknown variables in Ria's case that she shouldn't have been stationed that close to the target yet.


She gave the younger girl an acknowledging tilt of her head as she passed her, and another one to Q when she passed him, giving no indication that she had no idea who he was. Must be the kid Jess mentioned in passing before. "Hmm..." A non-committal noise escaped her lips as she got into the elevator, promptly closing the doors in the case someone tries to overrule her dibs on the shotgun.


The silence in the elevator was suffocating. Anais clenched her jaw tightly; the sound system must have broken again. Clicking her tongue against the back of her teeth, she dug through her clutch and immediately slipped on her earpiece and connected her phone to it, welcoming the little jingle it gave when it finally connected. She didn't waste any time when the elevator doors opened, instantly making a beeline to the car. As soon as she reached the car, she gave a sigh of contentment - she was no car expert, but it didn't take a genius to know that their ride was pretty sweet - before she slid into the front seat, careful not to get her dress caught in anything.


Glancing at Alex very briefly, she then reached out to start the radio, relaxing in her seat when the silence slowly faded as music began to play.

 

[amended]

Spoiler

Wearing: [Currently]Button-Up White Shirt/Black Blazer/Black Slacks


Location: Driver's Seat


Mood: Calm, Embarrassed

@Thanatos

Alex was staring out the window, watching the cars pass by with a drab, zoned-out expression on his face. The Fox only turned away when an operative who got in the car turned on the radio. The song that was playing left Alex with an awful audible-aftertaste that made him feel disgusted inside, so the shooter reaches over to turn it off, only to see that it was Anais who switched the radio on in the first place. Sheepishly, Alex re-tracts his hand. Anais was probably the only person that he would think twice about being a complete asshole to.


Alex returns his gaze towards the window once again, this time, however, he was thinking of if he should say something to her. Maybe something nice? Maybe something professional? Maybe even a subtle flirt? The thoughts that ran through his head distracted him from the night-life he was observing, causing him to not really look out the window, but aimlessly stare at the window itself. "You look nice tonight." Alex says, continuing to stare at the window. "You look like one of those fancy waitresses at a casino." The Fox says, giving her a rather strange compliment. Well, any compliment Alex says would be strange, he doesn't say anything.

 

[The Chronicler]

Ellis Tahoma

That Guy

It was a cold day for Ellis, he just got back from whatever he was doing and well, found that he had nothing else to do. Pretty sad. It was only at this time he found that walking around and enjoying the view was better than anything. He was probably due a few movies but... Why the hell not? Ellis could skip of returning Deadpool and Pluto Nash.


Ellis' day only got better from there, he busted a few passing of drugs, tortured them, which took a while but here's essentially the whole routine.


"Okay.. I hope your comfortable... In your case.. Comfortably tied up.."


At that moment he grabbed a lint roller.


"You see, I feel like I know everything about you... But... You don't know anything about me.. It's a very complex situation."


Ellis started rolling the lint roller on his clothes.


"You know... There's something about being clean before the kill.. But I don't expect you to understand."


He threw the lint roller behind him when he finished.


"Okay, today's your lucky day.. We have quite the selection of tools and murder devices."


Ellis grabbed a knife, aka a dagger.


"Now here.. We have a knife.. Now, this just doesn't cut. It cuts magnificently. See, you can hear how sharp it is."


He pressed on the sharp side of the blade, flicking it sorta, done with that he rest it down on the table and grabbed the corkscrew.


"Now.. We have a corkscrew here, your standard one. Uh.. I think this would go good in your eye socket or tongue maybe."


Resting the corkscrew down, he took out the potato cleaner.


"We have an unorthodox potato cleaner, and.. Uh.. I use this for my favorite type of potatoes, Rustic Potatoes. Great for stew fry. I think you could use this as if your shaving.. But instead.. Your shaving off skin."


He put the potato cleaner down and pulled out another knife, this one having a more serrated edge.


"We have quite the collection of knives here don't we. Uh.. This could go good in between the mouth or lips. Maybe in between the fingers."


Setting it down, he grabbed a quickie.


"Okay... You see here, we have our standard Russian pistol, a Makarov. But you see, this is quick.. But there are ways to use this that aren't so quick. If things get loud... Or.. out of control..."


Ellis started screwing the Silencer on the Makarov.


"I'll have to use this bad boy.. I don't want too. But I might have too."


He hears a knock on the front door.


"No no officer, the screaming you heard was just a movie. Yeah. No worries. Yeah.. Bye."


Ellis closes the door, and approaches the victim.


"Sometimes the police like to peek their noses around. Now where were we?"

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[interaction: N/A]

 

[Reine]

Wearing: http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/n5yjtu-l-610x610-dress-little+black+dress-cocktail+dress-formal-evening+dress-black-cap+sleeves-spikes-high+heels-sweetheart+neckline-line-flowy-shoes-sunglasses.jpg


Location: SUV


Tags: @Kade @Der Eine @Thanatos


Action: Leaving Apartment Building


Mood: Calm


Interacting With: Alex/ Anais

Jess followed them, gripping the keys tighter. "Guess me, then." She left her apartment, seeing Q at the end of the hall. Seeing Ria was paying more attention to her coffee cup than the newcomer, she caught Ria's attention and pointedly looked towards Q, beginning to walk as the boy made his awkward exit. She began walking again, jumping at the noise from behind her, "HAY! I'M RIA! JESS WANTS ME TO SHOW YOU AROUND AND HELP YOU UNPACK AND STAY WITH YOU UNTIL THEY GET BACK FROM THE THINGIE!"


As she got on the elevator, Jess fired a glare at Ria, begging her to be quiet.


The elevator stopped on the main floor, and she got out, hurrying through the lobby and revolving doors. The woman headed to the car parked on the curb, sliding into the driver's seat and hearing the last few words of Alex's compliment.


"Damn. What a player," Jess mumbled sarcastically.

Wearing: http://img05.deviantart.net/4808/i/2013/336/a/0/december_commissions_3_5_by_rika_dono-d6wj1sv.jpg


Location: Q's Apartment


Tags: @Kade


Action: Shouting


Mood: Excited


Interacting With: Q

Ria watched as several people left Jess's apartment, biting back her words to curse at Alex. When Jess passed, she gave Ria a nod towards the elevator, where Anais had just gone to, and a boy had just gotten out of, obviously having trouble with the doors.


Of course. No one went on this floor except Black Cat agents.


"HAY! I'M RIA! JESS WANTS ME TO SHOW YOU AROUND AND HELP YOU UNPACK AND STAY WITH YOU UNTIL THEY GET BACK FROM THE THINGIE!" Catching a glare from Jess, she waited until the leader disappeared down the elevator to stand up and hurry towards the boy and say quietly, "Hey, I'm Ria. Jess wants me to show you around and help you unpack and stay with you until they get back." She looked around as if being watched, like her whispering meant she was a spy-which she kind of was- and grabbed him by the arm of his shirt.


She pulled from her pocket his key, letting go of him at a room on the left side of the hall. She slid the key in and turned, pushing the door open to reveal a dark and empty apartment room.


"I remember when I first moved in," Ria said quietly, her tone normal. "I was living off of five dollars a day until my first assignment." She took a few steps in, flicking on the light,


"Ramen, man. Saved me."

 

[The Chronicler]

Ellis Tahoma

That Guy

After his torturing session, he stuffed the body into a body bag, that was padded in the inside with tin foil. To block out radio waves. Something he learned on the internet, on Wikihow. He made his way to the Black Cat Headquarters, a place where... He can be himself? Ellis has no idea, it's way out there.


Finding the group in a somewhat car, he approached it, only to hear a mumble, or voice. "Help..." It was clearly the bag, he was about 5 feet away from the car and there wasn't that much people so... He dropped the bag, pulled out his Makarov. Gunshots were clearly heard, as he finished his.. Job. He opened the trunk of the car and threw the bag in. Closing the trunk, he got into the car and it's at that moment it instantly smelled of a dead body and rustic potatoes. "Okay, where are we going?" As Ellis said that, he could hear more mumbling, and blood.


"Shit. Must've shot him in the foot. One sec." He got out and pulled out his Makarov, shot the bag a few more times, it was at this point the trunk had blood spilled all over it. He got back into the car. "Let's get going." Ellis said, resting his head.

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[interaction: @Quarantine @EverybodyElse]

 

[Bromo Getrektus]

Erika

Wearing: @Quarantine @Der Eine @Car Peeps

Action: Sitting in SUV

Mood: Surprised/Scared

Interacting With: Ellis, Anais, Alex, Jess

​

IC

​

Erika watched from the end of the block, jumping each time a bullet rang out. After a few moments of listening to the silence, she headed towards the car and got in next to Ellis, closing the doors and keeping her eyes on the back of the driver's seat. She knew what they were doing, but lost track of time, still in her casual clothes.

Realizing that she was obviously very disturbed and slightly scared, the girl said lightheartedly, "You know what bugs me? Discreetly placed microphones."

Realizing this was an inappropriate joke, considering her job, she shut up immediately, paying attention to the music just enough to tell the artist.

Unable to handle the tension, she started up again. Ellis wouldn't kill her, after all. It wasn't his car, after all, so he wouldn't get it dirty.

"Ellis-" There was blood dripping down the back of Jess's car. "You wanna die happy? I heard sex is a killer." Cheesy ice breaker? Not exactly. Sexual attack? Of course. She began laughing, each time dying down until it was almost a whine. I f*ckin' panicked, man, she thought to herself.​

(OOC: Trying to pass the time until the others join)

 

[The Chronicler]

Ellis Tahoma

That Guy

"But you do know. Sex is also an entertainer." Ellis chuckled a bit before finding a reason to do what he wanted to do. Aka, play his amazing cd. He opened the seat compartment and pulled out the CD player. Hooking his phone and CD player up, for no reason. Ellis took out the Cd and started playing it. As he jammed out, and probably the body bagged guy cringing to it.


What to know was that it was a CD of the body bagged man's screaming. Very intense and painful. What was left of the man after the CD ended was unknown. But... Ellis is glad to say: "Sometimes, you can sell this to some very weird people, for high prices." He chuckled.

[interaction: @Quarantine]

 

[Bromo Getrektus]

Erika

Wearing: @Quarantine @Der Eine @Thanatos

Action: Sitting in SUV

Mood: Relieved/Shocked

Interacting With: Ellis, Anais, Alex, Jess

​

IC

​

Erika listened to his reply quietly, uncertain what to say. After a few seconds, he reached up and inserted a disk with no prior words of explanation. Horrific screaming blared through the speakers. She hoped it was a subject, and not someone who got on Ellis's nerves.

She winced, and muttered, "Unfortunately, you can." She looked to Jess for help, her eyes nervously darting back to Ellis, as if he might take advantage of her not looking directly at him.

Why was she surprised at this, anymore?

"Hey, Jess." She said loudly, not wanting him to keep playing the screams after this. "Do you prefer the music or the uhm..." Her voice trailed off, but she hoped that Jess had the intuition to tell that she wasn't exactly enjoying the vocals of the current CD.

​

 

[amended]

Spoiler

Wearing: [Currently]Button-Up White Shirt/Black Blazer/Black Slacks


Location: Driver's Seat


Mood: Upset/Annoyed As hell


@Quarantine





Alex cups his hand around his mouth, feeling an intense sense of anger pumping through his veins. This guy. Alex thought. Ellis didn't scare him, just made him slightly concerned for his mental health. Ellis not only had the nerve to play the last sounds of some guy he murdered as "music" but he also had the right of mind to start dancing to it. The Fox was at his witt's end with this man. "Jesus Christ, Ellis. Can you please not play that god-awful shit before a mission? it's bad enough some guy died, but listening to it is the last thing I'd ever do." The shooter grows quiet shortly thereafter, still contemplating that girl's laughing at a sub-par joke.


Alex turns in his chair, looking Erika dead in the eyes and squints. "Please don't laugh like that on the mission." He says, turning his gaze towards the steering wheel in front of him. "Jess, the keys?" Alex asks, holding his hand towards the back seat for the key to the car. In the meantime, Alex was repeating the plan over and over again, the only things missing were just a couple of the operatives needed for the punishment.

Spoiler

 

[The Chronicler]

Ellis Tahoma

That Guy

"Fine." Ellis said, taking out the disc and pocketing it. "Well. Either way, I have the dead guy in the trunk. If you want to take a few looks." As he said this, he looked behind him, viewing the body bag, seeing it twitch. He instantly pulled out his Makarov and shot the bag 5 times. Before reloading and shooting it again. "Whoo. That took some time." Ellis sighed, continuing to look at the body bag. "The damn thing won't fucking die." He mumbled.


Looking back forward, Ellis cracked his knuckles, as if he just beat someone up and was satisfied. "So... What's on today's motto? Or something." Ellis continued. "Well. Anyone got anything else to say before I shoot the gas tank?" He asked everyone.

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[interaction: @Quarantine @ZebraWolf]

 

[Reine]

Wearing: http://picture-cdn.wheretoget.it/n5yjtu-l-610x610-dress-little+black+dress-cocktail+dress-formal-evening+dress-black-cap+sleeves-spikes-high+heels-sweetheart+neckline-line-flowy-shoes-sunglasses.jpg


Location: SUV


Tags: @Kade @Der Eine @Thanatos @ZebraWolf


Action: Dealing With Ellis/Erika


Mood: Stressed


Interacting With: Alex/ Anais/ Ellis/ Erika


Time: 7: 37

Jess listened to the interaction between the two, chuckling a bit. Ellis's behavior wasn't unusual, and she didn't try to change it. Reaching into her purse, she wrote a note on a slip of paper, saying that the others could take the Lexus RX to the apartment. The girl got out of the SUV and placed the note under the vehicle, holding it down with a quarter so it wouldn't be taken with the wind. Getting back into the car, she reached up and took out the CD, handing it to Ellis, and looked up at Alex, hearing him talk to the other two. Ellis- she didn't really care about, as he knew better than to show off in such a manner. But it was obvious that Erika didn't mean harm, and was notorious for making mistakes... laughing must have been a way to deal with stress.


"Alex," she snapped, looking for reasons to criticize him, as he indeed asked her nicely, "Refrain from cursing on the mission. It can be used when talking to a subject that often uses slang, and to deal with pain." With that, she dropped the keys into his palm, her eyes not angry, but to no stretch of the imagination kind.


She sat back, looking at Erika as Ellis shouted something, firing his gun.


"Ellis!" She said loudly, mostly out of surprise. "I'd love to retract forty-one thousand dollars from your pay if you damage this vehicle. Alex, please hurry."