Futuristic Those That are Hunted

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie giggled. "I know what I'm doing Vulcan." Her eyes watched his movements carefully. In her peripheral vision she was able to see most of the room. "I'll go easy on you today." She switched the sword from her left hand to her right. Amelie's eyes didn't look at him head on but slightly down more. She knew that which way the waist moved would show which way he would move. And since he didn't have a weapon in hand she didn't exactly need to keep an eye on the upper half. Amelie took an offensive position. Her right elbow was up in the air, which made the sword point at Vulcon. Her body was shifted slightly to the right and her left hand was up just above her waist. "Ready? Go." Amelie knew th at she should have aimed for his right side but wanted to have a little fun. Instead she just thrusted her sword at his legs. ~Don't want to particularly injure him somewhere vital.~ (when I'm on tap a talk this ~ means in her head)

 

[Verena]

(Both thighs and upper arms feature important arteries - the femoral and brachial arteries. If either one of them is severed, the loss of blood can cause death in just a few minutes. But for the sake of roleplaying we'll just ignore that.)


Oh, she was toying with him and Vulcan loved when people underestimated him. This offered a variety of surprise attacks to get his opponent off balance. Still, the thrust to his legs was unexpected. It was fast and precise, showing that the wielder had quite some experience doing attacks like that, while Vulcan had none. Old school weapons often intrigued him, but not to the point of learning how to actually use them. The sword was like an extension to the arm and shoulders, so to hit him she still had to lean forward, even a little bit. And that was exactly what Vulcan was waiting for. By pointing the weapon down she exposed her whole upper body. He jumps forward, letting the blade slide off his thigh, cutting in, but not too deep. Vulcan then slightly leans down and to the left, his right hand shoots under Amelies left arm and across her neck and wraps around her head, grabbing his biceps into a triangle choke. He places his other hand on the side of her head, then drives his own head into hers. Ivan had used this technique on him multiple times to calm him down if their quarrels went a bit out of hand.


Vulcan pursed his mouth in a self-satisfied smirk and whispered in her ear "Now, if you manage to escape from this hold I will get a kiss as a compensation. Deal?"

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

(Thanks. I'm not the best at that kind of stuff. So I'm sorry if it's wrong.)

 

[Verena]

(And I'm sorry if what I just wrote is powerplaying. I'm not very experienced in roleplaying yet.)

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

(It's fine ^.^)


 
Amelie inwardly cursed when she missed her target. That was something she wasn't used to. Feeling his arm go underneath hers instinct took in and a layer of ice quickly covered her body like a second skin. Feeling the other arm come up and grab her head she knew exactly what was about to happen and boy did it happened fast. His head hit hers and she hissed in pain. The layer of ice only did so much to reduce the damage. Her eyes shut for a moment. Feeling his breath against her ear her breath hitched and her eyes shot opened. "What makes you think I want to kiss you?" Ice started spread from underneath her feet and then started to crawl up Vulcan's legs.

 

[ChasingCheetahs]

Bright sky, sun up high, light breeze, the weather was bordering on perfection that day. As an old saying went - too much good didn't promise good or in other words - something was bound to happen and ruine the reigning peace. It weren't just the ancient words Allia believed but rather her experience up to the moment. Despite her young appearance of around twenty-five she was in fact almost fifty. Her skin unblemished and lacking wrincles of any kind, eyes bright and lively, her whole being giving off a calming aura. If it weren't for her ability though, Allia knew, she would have aged long ago.


Allia had been sent away by the spiritual leader of her clan with the excuse that the spirits were waiting for her elsewhere and she needed to leave immediately. So she did now finding herself in Texas, a huge burst of energy having guided her way. It wasn't long after her arrival in the town that she witnessed a strange phenomenon. For the span of a couple of secounds a blood-red fog covered a large area, causing multiple deaths and casualties. She hadn't made it in time though to catch any of the probable gifted, as they called them. If there was any reason the spirits wanted her there that had to be it but what she was supposed to do was a whole other question.


"Time will tell and energy will show." She spoke softly as she closed the eyes of a dead girl at the scene of the accedent, walking away and swinging a small diamondlike pendant attached to a long rope around her wrist. "They are still somewhere around."


Just like then the present day promised to introduce the more gruesoome part of life. Allia was taking a slow walk around the streets in hopes of stumbling across anything and anyone but her efforts were fruitless so far. Then a rock flew her way. It could do no real damage though the energy around it felt odd, a young boy appearing moments after.


"As bored as you are, please, refrain from entertaining yourself with throwing rocks at people. " Allia spoke calmly and evenly, a frown marring her face non the less.

 

[Verena]

Amelie covered her skin with her icy shield, causing Vulcan to shiver. It was like embracing a stalactite. He didn't know if he could hold her for much longer. Suddenly a layer of ice started to crawl up his legs, surprisingly fast, accompanied by a lot of pain and cold. It was like jumping into a frozen lake but much worse. His whole body was starting to get numb, making him cry out in pain. Think fast! The choice was between suffocating her unconscious or letting her go. The wound on his arm started to ache as well, making things even worse then they already were. He wouldn't have the strength to knock her out, neither did he have time, for he was turning into an ice statue faster than he was comfortable with. The choice was clear. Vulcan quickly released the grip around her neck and arm and pushed her aside, making a few steps backwards only to fall on one knee. The leg that had taken the cut from the sword and had been pressed in Amelies side was completely immobilized. Luckily his weapons were now closer than just a few moments ago. Vulcan was only hoping that it would take Amelie some time to recover from the choke, enough for him to go for that gun. Or perhaps not. "Let's call it a tie, shall we? We had enough fun for today."

 

[Panda_Roleplays]

She sighs loudly and rubs her forehead. "Fine. We need any help we can get.. We better hurry up this conversation. I don't like the fact that I've had this phone on all day. Where do I meet you? Once we meet I will take you back to our base." She asks and starts preparing a meal for her and toron.


Toron is extremely bored and decides to go outside. He comes to the road and picks up a rock. He throws it not seeing the woman walking and hits her. His eyes widen and he jogs up to her. "I'm so sorry... Can I ask you a question?"

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie was relieved when Vulcan let her go and pushed her aside. It took her a moment to find her balance and recover her breathing, before a grin formed on her face. "Never underestimate a gifted." She had to admit though using her gift like that was a little but like cheating. Turning around the grin disappeared. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. I can sometimes get into it." Waking up to him She sqauted down to get a closer look at the wound. " It isn't deep so no stitches. You will be fine." Amelie lifted her hand and put the strands that fell on her face behind her hears. "And fine I'll leave it at a tie....but I obviously won..." She muttered the last part.

 

[Verena]

Vulcan exhaled in relief as he saw that she was calming down, letting himself plop to the ground.


"It's fine. You're just lucky I wasn't using my gift. When I do, things tend to get a bit bloody, so I prefer to rely on skills I have more control over."


But yes, Vulcan had to admit that Amelie had beaten him - fair and square. He reached for a blanket and pulled it off the bed and onto the ground, curling up and covering himself with the warm cover. The temperature in the small room had dropped suddenly and steam was coming out of his mouth. Amelie, of course, seemed unbothered by the chill.


"You better not give me a cold. So, what about the rest of the day? Am I still stuck in here until your guys get my ID fixed? Was thinking about breakfast."


His tummy was rumbling, for he had not put anything nutritious in his stomach for over a week and it was starting to affect his behaviour - instincts taking over, his senses always on the alert, looking for prey, which meant that anyone in his surrounding was in mortal danger. "Please..."

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie believed him. Vulcan was hard to fight without his gift. Seeing that he was cold Amelie reached out to him but stopped before even touching him. Her hand quickly returned back to her side. Who was she kidding? He was probably cold because of her. "I'm sorry if I do....can't exactly help it." Amelie stood back up. After a certain age her gift started making the air around her colder. Her skin also became paler and cold to the touch. Her hands clenched into fists. It's also the reason none of the agents tried to get close to her. Her mind snapped out of it when she heard his stomach. "Yes we can go eat. Is there a place you had in mind?"

 

[Verena]

"I'm not familiar with this neighborhood, but I'll just follow my nose."


Vulcan stands up from the ground and leaves the room, walking through the hallway, past the paying desk and into the street. It was still early but the roads were far from empty - people were going to work or school, minding their own business. Most stores were not open yet, except for some coffee shops. He sniffed the air filled with exhaust fumes and smoke - the usual smells of the big city. Suddenly his sensitive nose caught the aroma of fresh meat and blood, so he started following it, his yellow eyes sparkling, looking wildly around, searching for the source. It led him to a small side street and there, finally, a van parked next to the back door of a butchery, where the middle aged fat owner was just loading the chilled meat into the shop. The moment Vulcan spots all that food he instinctively turns and starts trotting towards the vehicle. The man of course sees him, screams "Wolf!", letting go of the crate he was just carrying in order to get into the drivers seat and slam the door behind his back. Vulcan didn't pay him any attention at all and enters the back of the freezer, quickly grabbing a large pork leg with his teeth, rushing out and into the next turn. There he cautiously looks around to make sure he wasn't being followed and starts ripping his prize apart, swallowing big pieces of meat, quietly growling while doing so, happily wagging his tail.


Ivan had always been extremely curious to where all the food went that Vulcan ate each meal. Sure, a wolf his size could finish a whole deer in one take, but what happened with it once he changed back human. And there was another thing that constantly annoyed the old man - Vulcans huge appetite. Ivan always used to say that he was a pesky child and a gluttony, and often had to chase him out of the kitchen with a long wooden stick.

 

[ChasingCheetahs]

(I'm sorry for the mixup @Sh3w0lfSp1r1t , I thought I was supposed to enter around Hans. ^^")


Allia's eyes narrowed a tiny bit, barely obvious, to focus on the younger boy. She studied his appearance and posture, giving extra attention to the surrounding energy. Suspicious energy didn't necessarily mean the other had powers. It could be the sign of an old spirit, a life close to its end, powerful emotions, spiritual weakness and those of the kind, you could never really be too sure of what it meant. Allia descreetly moved around the pendant in her hand, sending out light almost unnoticable vibrations at the boy. They bounced back quickly, giving her small bits of information such as physical state, mental state and the possibility of him being a threat. Upon deciding he was of no danger she nodded at him in agreement.


Whoever the boy was he didn't look to be weak for his age. Was he possibly a fighter as well? A trainee of some sorts? Allia's clan, despite their spiritual beliefs, were far from the supposed peacefull naturelovers. They were taught an array of techniques for both hand to hand combat and weaponuse. The main weapon of choice was usually a wooden staff, a bow or throwing knives.

 

[ANONASAI]

Hayden, while talking to Kytha had already rushed to his newly repaired black sports car that was damaged when he chased Vulcan. Taking the wheel, he covered the phone's microphone hardly to make Hayden's voice inaudible to what he was about to say, "Yes, that's right Kytha. Just keep talking and keep the phone on... so I can track you..." he said as he opened a hologram GPS tracker that was tracing down Kytha's phone signal. How is she going to make an untraceable website if she doesn't even know how to cover a phone's signal? Hayden thought.


Of course, all the gadgets he had from the government were personally improvised by him to make all these gadgets untraceable and on low profile. The GPS gave a little ting sound, revealing that he had found Kytha's little hideout. He raced out to find her shelter.


Finally, he found the hideout. It was a bit strange to see a little boy outside this hideout playing with rocks. Hayden stared for seconds at the kid face to face while he got out of the car. Then he knocked at Kytha's door, "Hey, how are we supposed to kill everybody with a kid watching us, Kytha?"


He did not wait for her to open, he kicked the door himself and went inside harshly as he gazed at Kytha. "I don't know if we should kill that boyfriend of yours or what..." Of course, Hayden was referring to Vulcan. He had always been with Kytha so Hayden might have thought that both were together. "Before you ask, no, I'm not a stalker, I just tracked you down and found you. And no, my gadgets are not being tracked right now, they're untraceable. So, what's your plan?"

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie groaned. She had stated to fallow Vulcan but lost track of him quite quickly. She was in no mood to go searching for him. Her head was still pounding from earlier. ~I can't imagine what it would have felt like if I didnt have that ice to null the damage a little.~ Seeing a little breakfast restaurant up a head she decided to go int. "He can find me when he's done." Walking in, she found it to be a cute little place. Obviously just a local place. "Table for two. My friend will be here in a little bit. The sever nodded and led her to a table that was along the front window. Feeling the sun on her skin, Amelie sighed. It was such a nice day. Too bad she was still technically on duty. The waiter gave her a menu and some water. "I'll just have some eggs and biscuits please." The waiter wrote it down and Amelie could tell he was ready to leave her. He looked like he was freezing. She shrugged it off, knowing it was what usually happened to people around her.


As she was waiting all she could think about was the dream she had that night. Amelie wished she had her laptop right now but it was locked away in her actual home. Yes she lived in a house, not in some caged government facility. She perked up once she smelled her food coming out. Thinking about last night made her remember that she had basically cuddled with Vulcan. Amelie could feel the hest rise to her cheeks and was glad when she smelled her food approaching. Her stomach growled in approval as she dug in.

 

[Verena]

With the hunger fading away Vulcans conscience was slowly returning to his body. He turned around to see that Amelie wasn't at his side and her smell was not anywhere near either. He shifted and ran back to the street. She couldn't have gone too far in such a short time. He closed his eyes, absorbing all the smells around him, looking for her specific naturally frosty perfume. It was harder as a human, but changing right in front of all those people was out of question. He started walking back the way they had come in the first place and at last there was a hint of her presence. He looked around and finally spotted a small local breakfast cafe about hundred meters away. Vulcan sprinted towards it, hoping it was truly her and yes, there she was. Amelie was sitting on a table right next to the front window, the waiter had just brought her a dish and she was starting her meal. The sun was shining on her pale skin making her black hair glimmer like sunlit ice. Vulcan was completely out of breath when he flew into the small restaurant, making his way towards her table and sitting down on the free chair opposite of hers. "I'm so sorry I left you there! I promise this won't happen again." Oh, Vulcan was such a poor liar. This was exactly how things went every time he was hungry. The waiter returned to take his order. "What can I bring you, sir?" "Any citrus juice you have available, thank you." Aside from those horrible pills the doctor had prescribed, he had to take in lots of vitamin C. The steward wrote this down as well and turned around to bring the requested drink, but Vulcan noticed him wrinkling his nose with the corner of his eye. Really? He sniffed on his shirt and oh, it was stinking like dead fish on a hot summer day, combined with the reek of wet dog. Looking down he also noticed that the once white shirt was now covered all over in black and brown fur strands, most likely from the blanket he had covered himself up with - surely just as jammed with hair as anything else in the hotel room. Damn you, shedding season!

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie didn't even look up from her meal when Vulcan sat down. He was the only person who would do that. It wasn't till she took a whiff of his smell, that she dropped her fork. She had to suppress the urge to cover her nose. "Vulcan I am going to be quite blunt with you. Why do you reek like a wet dog and," She took another whiff. "And some kind of dead animal?" The waiter came back with a cup of orange juice. "Can we get the check please?" The waiter was pretty good at hiding what he though but Amelie could see it in his eyes. He mostly looked disgusted by Vulcan, she was kind of surprised they didn't kick him out yet, and also that they were weird considering this was the only area that was cold with no vents near by. While he was totaling up their orders Amelie spoke again. "We are going to get you some new clothes. And is there any way to stop the dog's shedding problem, even a little?" They where in public and she didn't particularly want people to overhear anything weird.

 

[Verena]

"Yeah, about that. All I can say is that I'm going to take a long bath after we get back to the hotel, okay?" Vulcan twitched as he sipped from the juice the waiter had brought. He didn't like fruits at all, especially citruses. They smelled so odd and made his nose itch every time. They both were noticing the weird and disgusted looks from the steward as Amelie was paying. The guy probably saw him as some lost beggar and Vulcan could imagine why. Still, he was already picturing ripping him apart piece by piece. Luckily Amelie detaches him from those thoughts when she spoke "I suppose it should end soon. I... He's been shedding for more than two weeks straight now and I can stand it just as little as you do. Will not happen overnight though.", he said and drank the rest of the sweet and sour nectar. When it was his shedding season Ivan used to brush him multiple times every day. However, no matter how much was coming out, there was always more. Well, as long as he didn't change, the next couple of days would just pass on like there was nothing going on under the skin - a wolf in sheep's clothing - literally. "Let's get going. This place is making me sick.", he muttered quietly, rising from his seat and exiting the restaurant.

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie quickly finished her food. She hasn't had a good breakfast in a long time and just because they had to leave did not mean she wasn't going to finish it. "Well as long as it ends soon. I don't think the inn manager would like having hair all over the room all the time.Getting up she pulled out a five dollar bill and left on the table for tip. "Alright, we can go." She followed after him. Walking next to him she realized how tall he was compared to her 5'4 frame. Amelie had to start walking faster just to keep up with him. "So....I'm guessing you just want to go back to the hotel and shower?" They were kind of heading in that direction.

 

[Panda_Roleplays]

Kytha stared as he kicked down the door and listened to him talk. "First of all, don't kick the door. Secon of all that 'kid' is in the rebellion. THIRD of all NO ONE is to harm Vulcan! He is an ally until he betrays us in battle!" She says as she walks closer to him and as she says the last thing she pokes him in the chest. "She goes on to the phone and fiddles with it for a minute. "Thanks for the reminder of making it untraceable. Forgot I could do that..." She says and the phone beeps. She puts it in her pocket and looks at him. "And you better not betray us." She says snarling it through her teeth. "And u told you my plan over the phone." She says and goes back to the food and begins cookin again.


Toron stumbles back as something hits his body, or at least that's what it feels like. Gifted maybe?" I'm toron by the way." He says and olds his hand out to shake her hand

 

[Verena]

Vulcan waited patiently for her to finish up her meal. The portion looked so small to him, that he thought one could only feed a small bird with it. When she stood up he was already at the door. He didn't want to spend any more time than necessary in that cafe with that huffy waiter.


Vulcan immediately headed towards the inn, his hands in the pockets of his newly acquired and already ripped jeans. The weather was beautifully sunny and warm - not a cloud in the sky, so he didn't really insist on going back to that small dark room. He missed the nature that was basically the back yard of the gas station. He missed the naps in the shadow and the soft grass under his favorite old oak tree as well. Besides, he was long used to smelling like rubbish from all the years spent on the street. But Amelie wasn't, so shower was out of debate. "You sound like you have something else in mind. Let's hear it."

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie smiled at him and locked her hands behind her back. "Well it's such a beautiful day. It's one of those days where I can actually feel the warmth of the sun on my skin." She couldn't help but look up at the sky. People always think she is cruel and doesn't care about anyone but that is the persona that she gave off. Especially when hunting people. You can't show weakness, that was what was engraved into her mind. Since she wasn't technically after anyone and completed her mission, she felt pretty relaxed. "I want to do something outside. I'm in one of those good moods right now so take advantage of it. I'll take you anywhere."

 

[Verena]

Vulcan made a sudden stop, when he heard they weren't going back to that nasty inn. If he was in his wolf shape right now, he would be jumping around from excitement, wagging his tail like a joyful pup. "Anywhere?" He says happily instead, immediately thinking of the park, where he used to take long walks, then go to lay under that tree. If it was night he would often howl and wake up all the dogs in the neighborhood. Hell, a newspaper had even written an article about the wolf of South park some time ago. "We can go to South park if you want? I know a place there. So, you've got a hidden vehicle in your back pocket or are we gonna just walk there?"

 

[Ch3rryBlossom28]

Amelie took a few more steps before realizing that Vulcan had stopped walking. Looking at his reaction she couldn't help but giggle. All she could picture was him being serious, mainly from when he was attacking her, this side of him was kind of cute. No. Can't think like that. "We can walk if you want but I was just thinking of taking a taxi. Despite what you might think it does take time to get things fixed. We only have one base in Texas." She waited for him to start walking again.

 

[Verena]

"Taxi it is, then" Vulcan moved closer to the busy street, waving at one of the many yellow cars. Almost instantly a cab parks in front of them and Vulcan opens the door to the back "After you", then takes his seat in the front. "Club 352", he tells the driver. Just from the beginning, the driver starts talking about whatever he had heard from colleagues or other passengers,"Didn't you hear what happened there? The former owner got assassinated in his office, all his schemes discovered! Looks like he was using the building as a black-market - operation ground for the underdogs. It was all over the news." "Just drive us there, will you?" Vulcan interrupts him rashly. The chauffeur grumbles something incomprehensible and focuses back on the road. The next part of the ride continues in a silent matter, then the man finally sets them off just in front of the barricaded building, lifeless and quiet, yellow duct tape with big letters saying do not cross was still wrapped around it. The bastard got what he deserved.


Vulcan turns his gaze to look at the park in the near distance now, clearing his head from the night and the nasty thoughts.