Fantasy The Dark World (rp)

[Syphe]

Originally, Sera made a quick dash to close some distance between her and Jackson. Having an ally to her back made things marginally less fatal, however with all that's going on, it seemed that was not plausible. After taking down one foe, Sera couldn't get off more than a couple steps before she felt like she was half-sliding. Was the floor beginning to freeze over?

At this point, the entrance wasn't directly blocked by the girl anymore. Inside the building, the fight was picking up, so it was best she didn't linger too long. She made for the door, before realizing that her bag was still behind the counter! Stumbling to recover herself after a sharp double-back, she climbed over, grabbed her bag and whispered roughly at the bartender to get out of the bar as fast as he could. Helping him up, she half-dragged and ushered him into what seemed to be the door behind the bar. She kicked it open and pushed him in there, hoping he'd be safe from the fight.

Sera shut the door and observed the situation. Was it her imagination or did there seem to be more and more people suddenly appearing to join the fight? Off to the side stood a man who seemed to be watching the fight with... his son, maybe? Another hooded figure sat at the edges as well, almost as if paying no heed to what was currently happening. Despite knowing that now was not the time to speculate about things she didn't know about, she couldn't help but wonder why they seemed to be so unworried. They must not be regular humans if that's the case.

Her thoughts were shattered by a yelling for all to get down. Instinctively, Sera dropped down the moment she heard the call. Covering her head, she braced herself for impact.. that never came. However a loud clang that made her ears ring, followed by the sound of metal on wood. She heard Jackson speak afterwards. Thinking it's relatively safe now, she poked her head out from over the counter. A decent portion of the bar -- the majority of the front -- was now significantly damaged or completely destroyed. She needed to get out fast or else risk injury. If she was hurt, she wouldn't be able to efficiently help those that were injured in the fight.

 

[Thalia_Neko]

Vira (Escaflowne)​

The bar fight progressed to the point that the bar was nearly unrecognizable. Wooden floor, beams, walls, all smashed to bits. Various knickknacks for decorative purposes strew about, or outright stolen. Only a few tables remained upright... or even intact. Chairs were tossed around, smashing the wood. Glasses shattered, thrown by drunken patrons. Alcoholic beverages were spilling across the floor. That made the dark-haired girl glare icily. Spilling good booze...! She wanted to curse someone for that! Probably Yahn and his stupid cohorts. All this was their fault!!

Speaking of which, there were still a few goons up. Not too many. Glaring daggers, Vira darted through the broken establishment. She made a few quick strikes -like fangs- with a dagger. There was no need for her to withdraw her blade in this instance. A few nasty cuts connected with the goons. Each one fell one after another. She was busy looking for Vince, when a yell 'to get down', was called. It only punctuated the hot flash of danger in her head.

Vira quickly found herself ducking and avoiding. The front of the bar was hit by a shockwave, the smashed anything remaining in that tavern. Blinking, looking up from where she was, she noted how the place was completely trashed. The front was nearly missing.. This place wasn't any palace, but it was nice enough to draw customers. She glanced around, looking at fallen gang members, at fallen drunks, and at the destruction. All this from a simple bar fight. Such was what happened when Abnorms were involved. Even when they were mild..

The dark haired girl sighed. It was time to go. "Damn, liked this place," Vira growled under her breath. But all this was her fault. Yahn and his fellow goons were here on her account. Jingling some coins in the bag she had taken, she tossed it, when no one was looking, back behind the counter. Then she promptly exited through the destroyed front. Vira paused to look at the scene one more time, before resolving to leave.

Kiroshiven Syphe Clockwork Syringe Kallo Randomfella littleberry
and @whoever else is there/around

 

[Iamthemanfish]

Patrick looked down at his young companion, a slight tinge of disappointment in his eyes, kid what have I said about using your powers to solve every problem. Before he could remind the kid of his policy on over usage of power someone yelled get down and there was a loud bang.

Instantly Patrick was on keiji forcing him to the ground and underneath the table already kicking his nerons into overdrive. He cast his eyes around the bar...

Beginning environmental assessment...

Multiple contacts...

Primary threat not found...

Expanding search parameters...

The soldier turned his attention to the front part of the bar, the man with the glowing hands and the girl squaring off with him.

Primary threat aquired...

Beginning threat assessment...

Target designation 1...

Female, early to late teens, body is small and frail despite ridiculous feats of strength, abnormality confirmed, probability of strength enhancement power at 96%, probability of gang affiliation 99%...

Threat level inament...

Beginning counter measures...

Patrick jumped to his feet, a grand total of half a second had passed sense he had pushed Keiji to the floor. He drew his old service pistol from it's shoulder holster, he hated to waist a valuable bullet for non-lethal means, but this fight needed to end now. He raised the weapon into the air and fired a single bullet, the shot rang out like thunder in the cramped bar this fight ends now, he roared, unless your a paying customer I suggest you clear out unless you want a new hole in your forehead! The man said it with such a cold certainty, that it left no doubt he would follow up on his promise.

 

[FrostFire]

Kore Dair​

Despite the lumpy weight on her shoulders, Kore managed to walk faster as she heard things escalate behind her - at least this bar was near the outskirts of town, so it only took her a few minutes to half walk half run down the road, then veer off and plunge into the forest. Abruptly stopping, she went up to a tall pine tree, looking around to see that she was thankfully alone.
Dark branched, with frightening speed, snaked around the bag of grains and pulled it up the trunk to near the top in seconds, and Kore followed suit, the snaking branches pulling her up to sit as high as she could without breaking the tree, the branch underneath her thickening to take her weight as she was gently sat onto it.
From here, she could observe the fight, hidden in the dark needles of the pine, which thickened to hide her more, but parted just enough in front of her so she could watch.
Her eyes widened, some of these people were abnorms, like her. And considering this is such a grandiose display, there are bound to be hunters... She continued to watch, eyes narrowing to see if she could pinpoint who could be a hunter.
That one. The brawl seemed to have come to an explosive end, and a woman had waltzed out, completely unharmed.
Kore's heart thumped as the woman turned in the direction she was. Surely this woman didn't know she was here...? Louder than she would've liked, Kore took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. This woman was still a ways off, but Kore was frozen in place, unsure of whether to stay in the tree, or jump down and run.
Running was her best option, but to be able to get away, she would have to use her powers....
She couldn't decide, so Kore decided being ready for anything was her best bet, staying put and watching this woman like a hawk. Kore prayed that the woman wouldn't look up or glance at the pine, because even though she was as hidden as possible in the pine needles, if the woman was close enough and looked in just the right spot, she would be able to see Kore's dazzling green eyes, wide with fright, and some silver white hair, standing out in contrast to the dark needles.
Even though she had promised herself she would never do it again, her skin came up in goosebumps, and that little part of her that she tried her hardest to repress, giggled, almost too faint to hear. Her limbs tensed slightly in anticipation for confrontation, her adrenaline spiking yet again.
Thalia_Neko

 

[Kiroshiven]

Scarlett O'Hare

In the blink of an eye, what Scarlett thought was going to be a difficult choice for her aggressor, suddenly became a problem. Someone inside had generated enough power to stop her attack, even worse was the shockwave that came exploding out of the bar. The force not only stopping her rush towards the man that had thrown her, but propelling her backwards. The shards of wood and stone form the bar colliding into her as her body smacked into a building behind her. Scarlett cursed herself. She'd spoken again and she suffered for it. She knew better, but these people, they MADE her talk. They acted like she was a person when she wasn't. She was a dog, but a dog that had failed. She couldn't return to her master, she didn't want to be shocked. The fear settling into her as she felt her energy starting to give out. She'd pushed too hard with what little she'd eaten today. "Failure." She muttered as tears started to pool up in her eyes. She was a worthless mutt that nobody wanted to even look at. If not for her power, she'd be completely and utterly useless. Sitting there curled up in a ball, the young girl lost her will to fight, or move, or anything. What good was a dog that couldn't obey?

Ryuji Nakamoto

Ryuji looked down at the girl he dove over. She, wasn't fine. She was bleeding, but that wasn't from him or the attack. Her own ability had her bleeding, the thorns sticking out of her. "Easy hu-" his words were cut off as the sound of metal being bent filled his senses. Still wary of her ability, Ryuji Wrapped his robes tightly over her, they weren't thick enough for a knife, but should do well for thorns, putting himself in the way of the immanent blast. The feeling of air rushing past and stone smashing into him as he shielded the bystander shattering bones along his back and arm. Add into the fact that he had to do everything in his power not to let her get more hurt and it was one heck of a ride.

As they finally rolled to a stop he looked at her. His robes were done for, that was all there was too it, but it looked like they'd absorbed enough of the blood to prevent it from getting near him. Finally looking at the girl Ryuji knew what to call this precious flower. "Well little lilly, you may want to hide. There will no doubt be hunters drawn in by the commotion." He put on a smile as he laid there, his body aching as his power did everything it could just to make it where he could walk again.

Rose Valencia

She'd sat there, watching the entire showdown with a smirk on her face. "Capable fighters. Too bad they're just a bunch of unsophisticated trash." She sighed as there was no honor or virtue in the brawl. It was just a mess that left the poor shop owner to fix and replace everything. "Not my problem, though if Tinker was here, she'd probably be excited to rebuild the place." Rose chuckled as she thought of one of her subordinates who's knowledge of old machines seemed unmatched. Sighing as she walked away from the bar, Rose looked a bit bored with this place. Maybe she could capture one of the hunters here and have a little bit of "fun" to let go of all her frustrations. "That doesn't sound too bad at all though." She smirked as she contemplated it, but decided not to. If there was a large number of them, she'd have to deal with them being on a bit of a higher alert. And it wouldn't matter, she'd be no closer to her goal. With nothing else to do the girl decided to skip towards the outskirts of town and the forest beyond. If there was anything to do that could put her in a good mood, hunting some prey and slowly tearing it apart piece by piece was it. A song her parents use to sing to her flowing from her lips in a quiet hum as she skipped.

Kallo FrostFire littleberry Thalia_Neko

 

[Clockwork Syringe]

Jackson saw the little girl crawl up into a ball as she realized that she had failed; it tugged at his heart a little to see such a scene. However, his attention was diverted to the old man who had come in and fired a gun in the middle of the bar; a gun! Seeing as how this was basically over, Jackson lowered his fists and powered his strength down. He was in no hurry to get himself shot. so he simply dusted off his coat and walked over to the bar and spoke in a concerning muffled voice, "Everyone in one piece over here?"
Kiroshiven Syphe

 

[littleberry]

Snow

She opened her eyes to him as he shielded her from the impact of the impulse explosion with his body and robes. The crunches and breaks and splattering of his injuries as they rolled in the dirt away from the now ruined tavern rang in her ears. Her small body trembled in fear. Fights were not her thing. Finally, as the robes that she had ruined with her blood and thorns came off, she took in the man who had saved her. He had red hair and spirits on his breath. He smelled of battle. Like a warrior. Warriors scared her.
Her bottom lip trembled but when he opened his mouth and called her a pet name, her heart forgot its fear. A deep blush crept up her neck and on her cheeks. She did not blush pretty. It was something that made her skin warm and her throat tighten. "I..I-I am n-not a L-lilly." She stammered out, flustered and overwhelmed. Her thorns went back into her skin and her red eyes dimmed to rose pink. Her white hair added one shade of blonde coloring. She was dirty and a mess but... she did not seem AS abnormal as before.

"H-hunters?" Her heart picked up and a small whimper escaped as he let go and laid down. She sat up, her hair a ragged mess. Her bare feet were cut along with her arms and legs. She took the bandages from the strange man and quickly began to sloppily and poorly wrap herself. "I can't be here. No. No. Not again. Why do fights always have to happen?! Oh god Bounty Hunters." Her bottom lip trembled again, the strength from her annoyance and embarrassment from his name calling now gone. All that was left behind was a scared Snow who wanted to get the flip out of here.​

Kiroshiven

 

[Syphe]

Coughing from the dust that had picked up from the fight that seems to have stopped, Sera stood up warily. A gunshot that must have come from the man guarding the child. Fortunately he only sermed intent on stopping the rumble without putting holes into people.

Jackson gave out a status call. Sera responded with an "I'm ok!" before tapping on the door behind her to let the barkeep know the fight is over... for now at least.

"I'll be outside." Sera said to Jackson before exiting the bar. The only people she could see injured inside the bar were the antagonizers, so she ignored them.

Carefully picking her way around the rubble, Sera quickly realized that there were people outside the bar as well. One in particular was the one who had blocked the entrance. She was lying on the ground curled up into a ball. She also saw the red-haired man in ripped clothing on top of another girl, both of whom were covered in blood! Worried for them, Sera hurried back inside to grab her bag with med supplies.

 

[Kiroshiven]

Ryuji Nakamoto

He could hear the girl panicking at the mention of hunters. Of course, he'd have reacted like that too if he hadn't been trained for what felt like a decade to harness his skills and fight. "Easy there Snowflake." He chuckled and felt the searing pain of his body still recovering. Rolling onto his stomach, Ryuji knew it would take some time to be fully healed, but laying down just enough to move was all he had time for. "We just need to duck into another place that's less noisy or get the hell out of town." Struggling to push himself to his feet, Ryuji reached for his robes and grabbed two things. The first was his mask, how he'd managed to not break that was a miracle. "Bless be to the king." He muttered under his breath before grabbing it. Then he slowly dug around for a box with straps on it. Firmly tying it onto his left arm, Ryuji felt like he could at least walk. "Come along desert flower. We'd best get a move on. And our best bet is likely with that dame over there." He pointed to the woman he'd been flirting with and fighting along side earlier. "That is, unless you don't feel you can trust the man who saved you." Ryuji smiled before gently patting the girl's head.

Walking was painful. Every step felt like he had lit his body on fire. Bones were popping and the muscles in his back spasmed with each attempt to move his arm. If only he'd had more time to train his healing power, this wouldn't have been as much of a problem. "I feel like I went through interrogation resistance training all over again." Ryuji groaned as he caught up to Vira, the girl he'd spoken to earlier. "So, another abnorm huh?" Observing the way the girl fought had given him an idea that she wasn't normal. Her reactions were too quick, even if she was trained. It was like she saw what was coming before hand. "I'm glad you were on my side this time." No longer trying to spread pretty words, Ryuji looked over his shoulder to see if snowflake was following or not.

littleberry Thalia_Neko

 

[Clockwork Syringe]

Jackson nodded and then breathing a sigh of relief, he then exited the remnants of the bar to see the two who originally started the fight, one woman who didn't look too bad, and a man who looked like he had been run three times over with a bulldozer and was still kicking. These two were pretty strong so he decided that he'd want to talk to them a little bit, especially the male as he had taken a beating and had fought near Jackson himself. Crawling over a few piles of rubble, he approached the two and spoke in a muffled voice, "You know you two make quite a fighting team, good stuff back there. You two know where any sort of communications office is?
Kiroshiven Thalia_Neko Syphe

 

[littleberry]

Snow

Her nerves were unsettled by his new nickname. "H-how do you know my name?" She called out to him as he started getting up even though he was seriously injured in multiple places. She scrambled to her feet, nervous and unsettled. "Well I vote for getting the heck out." Snow whispered to the man. Her gaze carried over with his gestures to the woman he spoke of. She radiated strength and power. Something Snow did not. While this woman had the markings of a warrior, Snow had the signs of a weakling. Even her power was giving it to others. She had none for herself.

Once upon a time she had snuck into an old library and seen the story of Aladdin. She was not allowed in the old places. The places destroyed by the war. No 'Devil's Child' was in her village. The genie was so powerful! So amazing... but he couldn't do anything for himself. He was trapped, forced to give that power to those who would abuse it. Snow related.

When the man teased her about not trusting him she paused. Surely she had rights not to trust him. She had just met him for crying out loud! "I... I-I don't trust anyone. B-but I'm not saying you're bad either. Or I'm un grateful. I -I am." She stammered, her gaze on the ground. When her eyes looked up he was already hobbling away. "W-wait!" Her voice cried out, panicked for a half second. She ran to catch up (not that far) and saw him wince. Poor thing... but her help would make herself a target and him... well it would make him a prisoner until it left his system. No use offering any help. She stumbled, standing nervously, her hands fidgeting by her face. "He..hello there. My name is Snow." she whispered.​

Kiroshiven
Thalia_Neko

 

[Randomfella]

Begrudgingly, Jess braced herself for impact as she watched the steel girder fling toward the bar. Placing her hand between the entrance of the bar and herself, she stopped for a moment as she watched a man run toward it, fist at the ready. A slight bit of shock overcame her face as he did so, assuming him to just be another thug, but as he struck the beam and sent it back, it was clear he was anything but.

The shock-wave pushed her thin body back violently, her hood and clothing along with it, exposing her shaded features. Pale white hair, along with light blue eyes to the point of graying, looking away for a moment to shield them, before staring back at the door. It was enough work getting the hood on without freezing her entire jumper solid, she wasn't about to easily reapply it now.

Suddenly, her ears began to ring as a nearby gunshot was expectantly unleashed outside of her peripheral vision, seeming to stop the brawling outright. Placing her freakish claws back into her pockets in the hope that they weren't noticed, Jess finish the last bite of her small meal, and stood. The other patrons were right, commotion on this level normally attracted a lot of unwanted attention, and she wasn't eager to run into bounty hunters again.

Stepping out of a hole in the wall, Jessica looked around at the commotion, noticing the child curled up. It was confusing, she was surely a gang member, but could she really have chosen that life at such a young age? Slowly approaching her, she knelt down, unable to see any wounds, why was she curled up like this? Was this the work of another abnorm? Or perhaps just shame?
"You can choose a different path, you know?" She noted from above her, her cold breath making it's way toward the small girl, knowing getting involved was a terrible idea, but somehow seeing someone so small involved in all of this made her seem innocent, despite destroying half the building. Even her presence was probably giving the girl chills, still unable to control the temperature she emitted, at least it wasn't immediately noticeable unless someone was close, which never usually happened.

Regardless, almost as soon as she came down, she stood back up, looking to venture toward where the barkeep had mentioned earlier. She felt somewhat bad for what had happened to his establishment, but nothing she could do would help.

Kiroshiven
@bar

 

[Thalia_Neko]

Vira (Escaflowne)​

All during that Vince was crying inwardly (and outwardly). His establishment! His bar! His home!! His livelihood! Vira had started fights before... but this was the worst yet! He was bawling like a baby watching the place fall under siege. Wood from the floorboards, from the cieling, from the beams, from the tables, chairs, counter, shelves, splintered in the violent brawl! Glass from various cups, mugs, and glasses shattered, along with his precious 'dishwater' spilling out. Dishwater that was literal gold; gold that he watched wash away, disappearing between the cracks of the floorboards, money gone. Not to mention the price to fix this place up! Oh, and then of course, there was the threat to his life! He had someone there -"bless you!" he praised sniffling to the girl who had tried to help him. She was kind, helpful, but not helpful enough. Yes, he was aided so he kept his life, but his livelihood was fuckin' gone! Out back, behind the door at the back of the place, he leaned there bawling. He even heard gunfire! -That was a new one! He heard some sort of knock after the fighting stopped, indicating safety... relative safety. But Vince didn't reshow, he had no inclination to head back in there, not after witnessing the death of his bar.

~~

Vira glanced momentarily back, before trudging down the dusty road. She felt... stirrings. Stirrings indicating some sort of... some sort of feeling of all things! Remorse? Ha! She had no idea what that feeling felt like, having never felt it before. And yet... Vince, the barkeep. Her sour face downcast, she sighed heavily, flexing a fist. Welp, time to go! This chapter in her life was over, too. Just like when she lost her sister... she said, "Later Vince.."

Vira's feet carried her to the edge of the nearby forest; time to exit this town. It was a shithole anyway, and she no longer wished to stay here. A frown of intrigue passed over her face. The youthful woman glanced up, narrowing her eyes. Was that someone up in the tree?.. Seemed to be. A Hunter?? She narrowed her eyes, just the sight of the girl made her remember unpleasant memories. She related to the person up there. Vira had often used trees to sneak, to hide in. She'd climb up in them, and in the cover of dark leaves, she'd wait out her targets... while she hunted as the Right Fang... Shaking her head, a few came up to her, drawing her attention.

Hand casting a shadow threateningly over the handle of her sword at her hip, Vira noticed one was the man who had brazenly spoken to her before. The other two?... Um. She didn't recognize at all. Her face darkened, with those same rustic eyes gleaming angrily at Ryuji; she didn't bother to grace his stupid statement with a response, there was no way she'd acknowledge such a statement. Her same dark, angry eyes fell upon the other man. "No. No idea. Go find it yourself." Then she responded to the whiteish-haired girl. "You say that as if it matters to me." Glancing between all of them, she placed her hand down on the sword's handle. "What? Do you want something from me???! Huh?! Get away, before I cut each of you!" Her tone shifted from curt and cold, to enraged and sharp. Vira wasn't having anymore nonsense. She had no obligation to any of these people! Why did they approach her like she did? All she wanted to do was leave there.

Kiroshiven Syphe Clockwork Syringe Kallo Randomfella littleberry FrostFire
and @whoever else is there/around

 

[Syphe]

Feeling stupid that she had forgotten about her bag when she stopped to help the barkeep, Sera made her way, again, back behind the counter. Fortunately, it was shielded and hidden from sight by the counter, so no one got to it. Speaking of the barkeep, was he okay? Shouldering her pack, Sera knocked on the door again. No one opened the door, but soon she began to hear crying... the barkeep was crying? 'Was he injured?' Sera worriedly wondered to herself. She was about to open the door again, but thought against it. 'It must be because his bar had been utterly ruined... I feel really bad for him.'

There wasn't much she could do. She wasn't rich as she only carried a modest amount which she used for only miscellaneous things. Gently opening the door a crack, Sera placed a few coins, as much as she could spare, on the ground and included a couple band-aids. Maybe he could sell those if he needed to. It wasn't much, but it helped ease Sera's mind a little.

Returning outside, she saw that the people who were bleeding rather heavily were up and about and walking away. 'They shouldn't be moving about so much with those wounds!' Sera hurried over to them to see if she could help in anyway.

"Hey, you were one of the people fighting those thugs weren't you? Do you need any help?" She asked to the red-haired man. She also turned to the little girl who was also bleeding quite badly from what she could tell. "Oh no, you're hurt too? Just hang on a moment, please. What's your names?"

littleberry Kiroshiven

 

[Iamthemanfish]

Patrick holstered his pistol as the bar emptied out in a hurry, some of the goons shooting glares at him as they ran, with Patrick returning them with a calm eyed stare.

We'll talk more about the proper time and place for powers later, he whispered to Keiji, right now we need to leave. He gestured to the bar, this place is gonna get a lot of very warranted attention when people start to realize that the fighting is over, grab your pack and fill your canteens, he continued throwing his own pack over his shoulders, join me outside when your ready. With his instructions made clear he turned and headed for the door, gotta give the kid some responsibility or he'll never learn.

He exited what was left of the bars front door, nearly running into a good looking woman in jeans as she rushed back in saying something about a med bag, he only let his eyes linger for a second as he had more pressing matters to attend to.

Namely the girl who had thrown a piece of steel so hard it hit like an artillery shell, the goons had apparently left the kid just lying there balling her eyes out. Now by all rights Patrick should just leave her there, let the hunters find a culprit quick and draw attention away from him and Keiji. So he turned on his heel with every intention to do just that, and that lasted right up to the point where he was standing over her trying to decide how to get her to calm down enough to get her moving.

Blast my bleeding heart all to hell, he snarled before kneeling down next to the girl. It's alright, I've got your friend go hide now I'd suggest towards the forest it's hard to track you down in there, he said to the odd looking girl standing close by.

He turned his attention back to the crying girl, he didn't have time to play nice so he pulled her to her feet by the collar of her shirt and looked her right in the eyes, stop crying for half a second and listen to me, he said calmly, I can't in good conscience leave you hear to the hunters so what your going to do is follow me until we can find you some place safe to stay, alright? He spoke slowly with no threatening posture just a calm commanding tone, and he waited for her answer.

 

[Ninth]

Ashelynn Graves
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'The same book, was it?' It was an easy assumption based on the awkwardness, but she didn't really feel the need to vocalize it. Instead, in a mild fit of impatience she would scratch on the window's glass, just above the lip on the bottom frame. The light that shone threw was warm on her pale skin, but luckily it wasn't overbearing. Probably due to the fact that her brother, Ryder, didn't clean them very often. But you could tell that her attention was mostly focused on following his footprints. After all, her eyes were stuck to the side of her head, as if it would help her hear easier. What's more, whenever he was approaching the far reaches of the room she instinctively tilted her head for a better angle. Though, when the steps began to approach once more, she quickly fixated herself to the light scratching of her finger. He tried to pass it off lightly, but it was always amusing to hear the peculiar abnormality in his speech patterns. 'It was bound to happen eventually, after all.' The stories here were limited to those that Ryder happened to chance upon. This meant that her collection was limited, to say the least. Before long, even these sessions will be little more than a redundancy. To both her, and the individual that was reading.

This guy was like a toxin, that's for sure. One that Ashelynn willingly succumb to. After all, he was a breath of fresh air. The presence of this individual alone, teased her long, drawn out thirst for knowledge. Now that she had a taste, it would be difficult to settle down with the same old reoccurring information. 'Maybe it's time I start writing my own chapter then?' With her renewed train of thought, she had long since stopped scratching the windows surface. Instead, her palm rested against it in order to feel the gentle warmth. 'What was it father said back then?' Her mind chose to wrap itself on one single moment within the past, looking for some sort of ignition. Something that she herself chose to challenge and learn. "Of Beasts and Men, then? " She spoke softly, giving a short glance towards the sound of turning pages. A light smile escaped her, as if to say 'Don't mind me', before she turned back to the window. 'Yes, that will work... But first.'

With a deep breath, Ashelynn rested her eyes, letting herself become calm if only for one moment. And with it, her world of nothingness would quickly bare waves of boundless color. She could easy see the deeper hues of red, beyond the boundaries that was the settlement. Even the countless people, that held no features, as they continued about their lives. And lastly, but not least, she could turn to see that which sat in the corner. A being that held a mellow blue glow, the individual that was always reading. Sure, it was a little disappointing that no features could be seen from even this close. But still, it was a step in a new direction, an unpredictable one. Yet, this still wasn't enough, there needed to be something bigger.

Without a word Ashelynn quickly raised herself from her seat, causing her own chair to screech as it moved a hair along the wooden floor. Without hesitation she walked across the room, each step a little quicker than the last as her frame started bouncing lightly. And whenever she reached the bookshelf, she seamlessly glided her fingers across those stored books, catching on a familiar fabric. That which the man just put away, the book that had been previously read. Right about there is when things turned completely odd, at least for someone watching a supposedly blind person. For you see, Ashelynn didn't simply retrieve the book for fun. No, she chose to throw that thing with her entire body weight behind it, towards the window. Given her lack of strength, it should be no surprise that the collision ended with a loud 'Pop', as the book hit both the window, and then the floor. As well, from her lack of strength and how she threw it, there was no surprise that the girl toppled forward and had to proceed in a desperate attempt to catch herself. And it was the moment after she recovered, that the tone of the situation took another turn. "You know, I honestly thought that would break it. That was a heavy book." The girl spoke from her position on the floor, arms bracing her frame up as she stared directly at the other individual within the room.

 

[Spice]

Keiji sighed and closed his book. "I know, but they're rea-" he didn't get anything else out as someone shout from above to warn everyone, causing Patrick to shove Keiji under a table. Keiji, having secured his book tightly, then clung onto the table's leg, awaiting the danger. He tended to do this whenever was practicing these sorts of things, and this time he was glad he had done so. Blind to everything but people's feet, the table was suddenly blown back into the wall, causing him to suck in a quick breath in alarm. He ended up hitting the wall, and so he rubbed the back of his head while groaning. He stopped suddeningly, as he heard the familiar sound of gunfire. Poking his heading out slightly, he noticed how the tavern was missing a wall. Was that what that sudden force was from? He watched as many people began leaving, many grumbling, others shouting in the distance. It was then Patrick had allowed him out, saying they were going to leave.

Keiji crawled out with his things, and saw that his guardian had gone outside to wait. He then walked to the back room, and searched for a barrel that held water. He took a whiff of each stream that poured out of the barrel, looking for one that held no alcoholic scent. Eventually he one with no scent to it, so he pulled out the canteens and began filling all three of them. He used the remaining dripping water to rinse off his hands as the table leg was very sticky. He heard sniffling coming from out back, so he opened the door and found the barkeeper back there with a small pile of money next to held. "For the water." He said, adding more to the pile. Then he closed the door and went back to what was left of the main room.

He looked around for anything else left he could salvage, and found that plenty of people did not survive the fight. He searched their pockets for money, and added it to his bag. He also took a watch, some jewelry, and other valuables that they could sell. No one held any medical supplies apart from that one girl who was running around helping the injured, so he cautiously made his way to the exit. There was still ice on the floor, but most of it had melted so it didn't take long for him to get through the gaping hole and reach Patrick. "I've got all canteens filled, some more money from off the dead, and I've got things we can sell from off of them, too." He looked up, and noticed that his guardian was talking to a girl much shorter than himself. She was crying. "Patrick, who's she?" He looked at her with his head tilted to the side.
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[FrostFire]

Kore Dair​

Kore jumped a bit when the woman noticed her, as she froze and locked eyes with her. But thankfully her attention was taken away from Kore, and the Pine needles instantly thickened and completely hid her from view, although now she couldn't see either.
But she had bigger things to worry about, there was a larger group of them now, and another, very pink, woman that seemed strange but separate to the rest. There are way too many... But by the sounds of the angry hunter woman, they aren't a group... Or they're playing a trick to try and catch me... Kore didn't want to stick around and find out, moving as slowly and lightly as she could around the tree, wincing and pausing every time it rustled.
Not good... Too much rustling... She stopped moving, now only a little to the side of where she had been. There would be more if she used her powers, but she would need to, she realised glancing at the bag of grains which was tied to the tree with her artificial branches. She just prayed they were too busy talking to notice what rustling she had already made.
She would have to wait, and if they came and tried to take her, then she would run. But for now, she would listen, just able to see them if she bent down, even if she could only see patches through the thick pine. But she decided it was best to stay hidden, and merely listen.
Placing her hand on the trunk of the tree, she felt around it silently, reaching until she felt what she was looking for. A thin and frail branch of ivy lay on the tree, and as she touched it, it came to life. It detached itself from the tree, and snaked around her hand, and down her wrist, under her clothing. The piece that was rapidly growing around her, broke off from the original, and Kore brought her arm back around. In no time at all, the ivy thinly covered her body, completely hidden by her clothing apart from the ivy on her hands, and a little that poked out above her coat around her neck. It would aid her, and she closed her eyes for a split second, becoming accustomed to it, so that when she opened them, she had complete control over it as if it were a part of her body.
Now that she was more prepared, she continued to listen.
Thalia_Neko Kiroshiven littleberry Syphe Clockwork Syringe (I think that's everyone...)

 

[Kallo]

He had been slightly caught off guard when the girl flung the chunk of metal and then charged him. His eyes widening for a moment as he goes to sidestep the attack and grab the bit...Though he found that upon going to do so a small explosion had already taken place. Flinging the metal into shards as someone jumped in front of him, flinging the girl back. As he noticed that she was now curled up, though deciding in his best interest to take care of the shards of metal in his own back from the breaking of the scrap metal he simply pulled them out with ease as he focused on them...Though he had to pull out bandaging as he wrapped up his back before hearing the gunshots. Quickly looking over as he readied to continue fighting. Though he stopped as he noticed the fight break up completely. Relaxing slightly as he looked over the man who seemed to be a body guard.

@I don't even know...To much time passed and I failed to look over in time to actually continue this...So I'm lost.

 

[littleberry]

Snow

Snow cringed at the Vira’s harsh tone and words. She hadn’t asked for this… she was simply following the redheaded man who has saved her. He had TOLD her to. Maybe he had some screws loose in that head of his because this woman did not want to help anyone escape the chaos she and the other fighters had brought about. Snow’s rose pink eyes flashed red in anger. Why was she so mean?! Snow didn’t trust this woman. Not one bit. Her eyes cast downward as the anger left her, leaving her nervous and unsure.

Suddenly though out of the ruins of yet another business, a girl came running out with a medical bag. Snow warily looked to her own self bandages. The loose and yet also too tight wraps were stained from her bleeding. She was always building it seemed. The cuts seemed to have stopped giving way to such red blood and were crusty. “I… I wasn’t hurt.” She whispered, shuffling uncomfortably. Yes it was her own powers that had hurt her. Nothing else. “B-but he is. He um… he was… That is he was um… caught? In the explosion I m-mean. Please, can you help him? He has a lot of injuries.” She managed to stammer out. Snow did not want to say he had saved her. Was she so pathetic even a stranger would come to her aide?

Or maybe he knew… of her powers. Of her abilities! Paranoia started to seep in but was held at bay by one fact. He had covered her. Instead of letting her get injured and gained her blood he had saved her and covered her so none of their blood could exchange. Snow just didn’t know what to think of this whole situation.
​

Thalia_Neko
Syphe
Kiroshiven
@Anyoneelse

 

[Syphe]

Sera went to work immediately, gently removing the bandages on the girl's body so as to not hurt her too much. Then, ripping a piece of cloth from her arm and wetting it with a flask from her bag, she wiped away the blood so she could see where the wounds were.

Opening her bag once more, she pulled out more fresh bandages. The wounds weren't large but they were numerous, so Sera repeated this process for some time, firmly wrapping the bandages around her arms and legs. Naturally, Sera wondered what caused these wounds, but judging from what went down and how the girl is acting, she decided against asking for now. As long as she's okay.

"Okay all better now! How are you feeling Miss...?"


littleberry
Kiroshiven

 

[Clockwork Syringe]

Jackson was a little taken aback by the boorish response of Vira, was she like this to everyone she met? Actually, his question was answered when more people came up to her causing her to threaten to cut everyone but her. Sera then came to the group and started to act like a medic helping the younger one, Snow, with her injuries. She seemed to be a little less scared now that someone was helping her causing him to have a hidden smile behind his mask, but then she mentioned injuries. Of course Snow was hurt which was why Sera was helping to heal her, but the other man, Ryuji who he had remembered his name from before the bar fight began had taken a lot of injuries. Curiously enough he seemed to be fine despite having a knife stabbed in him, the open wound was nonexistent on him. Was he an abnorm like Jackson? Jackson then looked over his fists giving them a good shake as he examined them. No injuries on his knuckles at all, but he wanted everyone to think that it had hurt him at least a little.
Thalia_Neko Kiroshiven littleberry Syphe

 

[revior]

Lucca Malkovich
Location: Bar​

Where there's trouble, you'd expect one of these to appear, the ones that had made dealing with troublemakers, especially the more dangerous ones their business. So if would of course be inevitable that after such a huge ruckus, followed by a gunshot, that one of these would be drawn to it, that is to say, a bounty hunter.

He was a man in a peculiar outfit, one that would seem more at home in the western frontier of an age long lost. His red scarf flutters as he strolled against the nightly winds, as if a banner to call all eyes to be upon him. But alas, the eyes were to busy minding their own businesses, businesses far more important that, someone that is, though exotically dressed, might was well be litter more than a pebble by the side of the road. But such things, though he had always hated it, were a boon for his current trade, a dangerous trade, and though one day this cowboy of the new dark age wishes to be known by all, it's best that he remain elusive to the peering eyes so that he may actually live to such such a day come to pass.

When the bar came into view, he had to lift his hat for a better look, it was not that his vision was obscured, but more so that he could not believe what he's seeing. The whole entire front half, destroyed, whoever caused this must surely not be easy to deal with. In the back of the cowboy, Lucca's head, he wanted to go home, for this was quite clearly out of his league. But, then he remembered, and once more he pulled out his wallet, within contains the WG issued bank notes. Peering inside, he did his math, and once more confirmed that he had only enough for six more meals, it'll last him two days if he ate properly, or three if he somewhat stretches it out. There hasn't been a good haul for a while, and this big fish might just be what he needs to get through the month.

With a deep breath, Lucca's will had been steeled, and as he enters the bar through the wide, gaping, devastated front, he passed a girl, pale and white as snow, or ice, all over. Her arms were hidden in her sleeves and her hands in her pockets. Has she got something to hide? There's really no way to tell at first glance. But certainly, there was something suspicious about this girl, after all, what's a small girl like this doing at a bar? Immediately, the answer was deducted. She was an Abnorm, more likely than not. But she wasn't his target, no, for there are others around the bar currently, and he's not quite sure this girl is a big enough fish to warrant a capture, and he'd see no end to this night if he just ran around nabbing random girls that just looked a bit weird.

Other than the girl, there was also a man, looking to be a gruff military type in his thirties, and along side him is a child, much younger than the last one, surely, and easily too young for a bar, without question. Still, Lucca wasn't eager to start shooting just yet, but being a bit curious, he pulled out a small file binder from his jacket and decided to look through cases of kidnappings and disappeared children that he had heard about of seen on the newspapers. In this new dark age, kidnappings and disappearance were many, some reported, many were overlooked, and Lucca kept tabs on what was known just in case he needed it in his work, on the side or otherwise. Among the cases he had filed away in that file binder, he had found many such case under "Kidnapping & Disappearance", one of the more gruesome ones being a story few years back, about of a couple of cons that were selling livestock that turns into paper and they were found dead, torn apart, in their own home. Apparently, they also had a kid, but he was never found. The point of intrigue here is that, this happened after a hired thug had been sent by the butchers to collect the money cheated out of them, this thug as well, disappeared. In the end, that case was inconclusive. Well, just because there's a kid here doesn't mean that he's the same one.

Disregarding the man and the kid as potential bounties, Lucca's eyes went beyond them, and found yet another girl, all curled up on the floor, the man looking to be in his thirties was apparently talking to her. Man, Lucca thought to himself, what is with this place and kids? Maybe it's not so bad that this place got totaled after all.

Lucca went closer to examine the girl on the floor, careful not to get to close, for even one with as small a presence as he, he was not invisible, and getting all up in other's personal space was bound to get even him noticed. It was right then, he slipped, someone had apparently left a half melted sheet of ice, and he came crashing down like a tipped cow.

"Oh gosh darn it! Who the hell put ice on the floor!?"

His voice rang loud and clear, drawing attention from those that had not realized that he was there.

Kiroshiven Iamthemanfish Spice Randomfella
@whoever still at the bar IDK

 

[Thalia_Neko]

Vira (Escaflowne)​

Yet still more people drew out. They also had the audacity to come over and chat. Some girl even seemed to have some medical supplies, as well as, the knowledge to make use of them. Well, that surprised Vira. It was a pleasant surprise. She rarely saw such helpful types in her life. Not that she'd stick around to make use of the nurse. -Not that she needed any medical attention.. ha. She glanced back and up, looking towards the treetops; there was still someone up there. Likeliest option for such a person -was that they were an Abnorm, but one couldn't be so sure.

Suddenly a spark shot through her, and she looked quickly back towards the broken bar. That was the harshest flash today. Danger was nearby. ..A Hunter! So far, Vira hadn't really revealed anything that would endanger her. Nothing that gave away her abnormality.. had she? Certainly not.

"Gr. Kay, listen up you lot. I don't know why you all think you can simply talk to me, but..." She looked back up towards the tree, narrowing her eyes. Maybe that person up there was a Hunter, too? Then wouldn't she have sparked 'Danger'? Hard to say. "I noticed a few of you were Abnorms. So... Well, it really has nothing to do with me.."

A flash of her sister's face came into view in her mind's eye. She said something muffled, a voice that Vira no longer remembered, but she'd never forget Ellie's face. Whatever Ellie said, it had to be some sort of self-righteous, sanctimonious crap. Ugh.. fine. Vira gave in, 'listening' to her younger sister. Rolling her eyes, she growled again, "Grrr... Look, that commotion brought with it some unwanted attention. -Hunters." She shrugged, turning around. "So, uh, you know. Scatter if you don't want to end up in a WG prison -or worse." It sounded like Vira started talking to someone else there near the end, almost as if she were fighting herself, but it wasn't apparent who or what was causing that. "Yah yah yah.. fine.. fine, fine fine! Geesus damn. --And be careful." She ended with a single glance back towards the others. Her voice was low, so only those nearby would be able to hear her.

Kiroshiven Syphe Clockwork Syringe Kallo Randomfella littleberry FrostFire revior
and @whoever else is there/around

 

[FrostFire]

Kore Dair​

Kore blinked in surprise at what the woman said. So.... These people are abnorms? Or, at least don't mind the existence of them... Huh. She wasn't completely at ease yet, but it seemed the woman knew something, important.
Making a split second decision, she huffed quietly, annoyed with herself. But what choice did she have?
Suddenly, all the branches below her parted - with quite a bit of noise, rustling and a few cracks - and she slid off her perch. The ground flew up to meet her, but she was ready, and both the grass below her and the discreet ivy wrapping around her shoes broke her fall. If they had not cushioned her as they did, she would most certainly have broken her legs. Landing with a hard thump, and on one knee, she slowly stood up.
"If there are hunters, you won't want to follow the road.", she said abruptly, and confidently. Before realising her presence was probably a bit surprising to all but Amber eyes, and that she had just come out of a fall unscathed when she should be crawling away with broken bones.
"Eer... S-sorry for... Jumping in...?", the last bit sounded more like a question than a statement. She was hesitant, and suddenly wished she had stayed in the tree as she examined all the people, more new people than she had ever interacted with at once. Her fear spiked again, and she took a step back as she inspected the whole group again. Some of them were pretty unfriendly looking, but she was committed now.
Thalia_Neko Kiroshiven littleberry Syphe Clockwork Syringe (Think I got everyone.... ;-