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Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Kat growled a little bit, pulling out the TT-33 she had with her and hiding behind one of the bell tower's supports. Had she been found out? No, no that couldn't be it at all. Otherwise there would be some kind of panic, right? Pravo. Just a human Kat. She sighed to herself, her fingers grazing a stray stone. A sudden idea popped into her head. If she threw this, it'd make enough noise for her to jump down and make a break for it she hoped. Only one way to find out, she whispered to herself. Without any hesitation she gave the stone a good throw, watching it land a few meters behind the woman. Not waiting to see if the other woman turned to investigate the sound, Kat made her move and jumped. She landed a bit awkwardly though and made more noise than she'd intended. Did she have enough time to duck behind something? She tried hiding herself behind the corner of the church. Hopefully the woman hadn't noticed anything. Kat couldn't let herself be found just yet. She had a job to do. France had its divisions and sub-divisions, and so did every other country involved. Her department had received many reports of the same things that were happening here in Arras, though not quite on such a blatant scale as this. Whatever it was, it needed to be stopped. Kat held her breath, waiting for either a scream, gunshots, or for the other to walk away without noticing anything. Damn humans were always so unpredictable.
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Adrienne would look back when asked by fellow agents and say that she was most certainly not surprised by a piece of rock flying out from the tower. She barely glimpsed it in the low light of the moon trying its best to shine through the clouds. A high arch that was most clearly not aimed at her directly. To be safe she kept an eye on it and did her best to get clear of where it would land - only to hear the comparatively much louder sound of somebody hitting the ground. She already had one of her pistols in hand as she turned in time to see the faintest glimpse of some sort of figure disappear behind a corner of the church. Adrienne scowled in anger and took aim only to think better of it. Most in the village were likely asleep and there was no better way to hurt the situation then firing off a pistol in the middle of the night in a border town with relations between the neighbors being as they were. Instead the young woman ran for the corner of a nearby house and saw the tracks through the snow. She took cover partially around the corner of the small house and kept her pistol trained on the corner of the church while she kept the occasional glance up to the room in case she was dealing with, God forbid, some obscenely powerful master vampire waiting to swoop down on her head. But she had to control her breathing, edging around her cover with the pistol at the ready. She moved from the main corner of the house to being tucked behind the outcropping of the chimney of the house. Squinting her eyes, Adrienne watched for movement. Maybe she could play the part of the oblivious local. Get the vampire to lower its guard, make a mistake, and give her an opportunity to kill it or capture it. She didn't dare shout too loudly, lest she wake the villagers, Come out, spy. I know you are hiding over there.
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

The stone idea may not have been as rock solid as she would have liked, but at least it gave her time to get to cover. She flinched when she heard the other woman call out just loud enough to be heard. Kat peeked around the corner quickly, just to get a general idea of where the girl was now. Judging by the footprints, the human was hiding behind the house a little ways off. It seemed she was trained. No normal villager would have been able to take cover that fast, and have a weapon drawn. Now, Kat was far from an obscenely powerful vampire master. In fact, she looked quite harmless, standing only at 5' 5. She stepped out from behind her corner, her pistol above her head and a slight smile on her face. Her hair was tied in a ponytail for now, and the rest of her frame was hidden by thick trench coat. When she spoke, her accent was apparent, though not too strong. Calm down friend. I'm no spy, I promise you. She slowly bent down to put her gun on the ground, and slowly stood back up. Please, don't point that at me. I'm not fond of being threatened. Good, now she was on the other side of a gun. Kat took a few careful steps towards the human's hiding place. Oddly enough she couldn't smell fear. I know you just want to protect the town. Please, put your weapon away. I mean you no harm, I just want to go home and get some rest, khorosho?
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Very nice. Speaking Russian in a French village. Adrienne felt her finger tighten reflexively around the trigger, You don't like being threatened? I don't much like people causing trouble at this hour of the night. The vampire had set her gun down. That was both good and bad. Good because it was one less weapon Adrienne had to worry about being used against her. Bad because it likely meant the vampire she was dealing with had the skills and power to not even need one. Adrienne only had her own experiences and all the limitations that being a human entailed. So with that in mind, she didn't step out from behind her own cover just yet, even as the vampire took a step closer. She didn't like this situation and mentally kicked herself for not having grabbed the shotgun when she'd first come into the village. For now though the agent didn't have any choice on how to deal with the matter. It was a committed situation and that was what had to be dealt with now. Oh, you aren't a spy? Well then I suppose I should just take you at your word. She still plaid the part of obliviousness, of somebody who didn't know just what they might be dealing with, How about you stop walking before I make you stop walking, eh, friend? I'd say you walking around my village like this is a far bigger threat to me and my people than my holding a gun to you. She scowled, There's no home for you here, spy.
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Kat's smile dropped a bit. If I wanted to cause trouble friend, I would ring the bell. And I would have shot you a long time ago. Her hands lowered slightly and she took another step. I won't ask again. Put your gun down, and I can continue being friendly. I think you'd prefer me friendly, ponyal? Another step forward. She was getting closer, and she really had no intentions of hurting anyone. The other girl may notice though that Kat had her pistol on a strap, and that with every step she took, the pistol followed. The vampire stopped about 6 meters away from where the girl was hiding. I promise I'm not a spy. Even if I was, what would I have to gain by spying on Arras? She flashed a friendly smile again, really just wanting to go home. Then Kat noticed something off. Something smelled different. It didn't just smell like human and snow anymore. There was something else. Kat's whole being tensed and the smile dropped fast. Her eyes were no longer focused on the other girl. She even started to back up, and rather quickly at that. If you don't trust me, then shoot me already, or handcuff me and take me to the authorities. I won't put up much of a fight if you choose the second option, but I would like it very much if we went somewhere else yes? The scent started to fade. Whatever it had been seemed to be going away now. Still... it put Kat on edge, and that may not be too helpful for the current situation. If she really needed to, she could have her pistol back in her hands by the time the human girl got a shot off, and she could put her down by the next round. She didn't want it to come to that though. Vampires needed humans, and to recklessly waste their blood wouldn't be acceptable to her.
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Adrienne didn't like this. She didn't like it at all. That strap? It was a good concept if shit in actual execution given how exposed things like that could get. All it would take was one well-placed round and she'd essentially disarm the vampire of the gun. Not that it would make much difference given what she was dealing with, but it wasn't like Adrienne was completely dependent on guns herself. She just wasn't fond of the idea of going toe-to-toe with a vampire in hand-to-hand combat. They had fangs and other nasty treats for somebody who got that close to them and her agency didn't have many in their number who'd been bitten. As far as she knew the general record of those bitten and returning to the agency was small. Many were lost to self-inflicted death, shot by their partners before they could fully turn, or they simply ran away too ashamed and afraid to return to the agency. Or how about you let go of your fancy strap, hm? Or by the second round you'll lose a knee because you keep walking. Then we'll think about going somewhere else, hm? She didn't like this. She didn't like this situation at all and again thought back to the shotgun stowed away for safekeeping. Maybe she should have brought it with her. Even the vampire seemed to have a flash of nerves for a second. Maybe her coven was nearby? If that was the case, why was she so nervous? Adrienne couldn't even guess but she was already getting sick of this whole 'game' they'd been playing. Okay, you fanged cunt. She growled the words, Lets quit playing games, hm? I know what you are well enough and I'm fucking sick of it. She took two steps back, matching those taken by the vampire, I know you don't need that gun, but I don't need a bullet wound anymore then I want your fangs buried in my neck. Its been a cold, long day and I'd rather not end it beating one of your kind to death with my hands if I have to. Now the olive branch of sorts, Surrender now. You won't be harmed. I know people, who can help you. Maybe then you won't have to slink around and terrorize innocent people all night.
Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy! (Razer and This Guy)

Kat sighed a bit and fiddled with the strap. A few seconds later found it falling into the snow. The vampire then took a step backwards. She was done playing around. It was obvious that the human knew what she was, though she obviously didn't know who. Once Kat was finished the smile dropped along with every bit of friendliness. Fine, hunter. I surrender. Please don't treat my weapon roughly either. She growled a little, putting her hands above her head. Can we please leave now? I suddenly don't like being exposed. She wouldn't make any more movements, no matter how small until the woman had restrained her however way she saw fit. The scent from a moment ago was gone now, and while she couldn't quite put her finger on it, she felt she knew it from somewhere. But where? And more importantly, where were the other hunters? Whatever agency this woman worked for was either incompetent, or had a lot of faith in this one girl. Most hunters worked in teams of two, at least as far as Kat had seen. Maybe the French worked differently. You'll find that was the only weapon I had on me tonight. And between you and me podruga, I don't think I'd want to bite you anyways. You seem sour. Kat chuckled a bit at this, as if it were a joke. This human wasn't exactly the brightest bulb in the bunch, but once again, perhaps the French operated differently. After all, every agency needed cannon fodder. I would like to start again if that is alright with you. My name is Kat, and I can promise you that I'm not a spy. For whatever country you pick. Now please, let's move. Regardless of whether or not the woman had restrained her or not, Kat started to walk away, off towards the tree line it seemed. Will you follow or not? Depending on what happens, you may find you need me later on.
Thread: In the Emperor's service [Ghostwolf and Dionysius]

Having finished washing as best he could, Marcus dried himself off before getting a fresh shirt from his duffel as he chuckled slightly. Excuse the slang, we're all pretty informal here, though I'm sure you'll want to set us straight on that. He was being frank and honest, the men played pretty fast and loose with the language and any commissar, fresh to the fight or not, would need to be able to take a joke. Pulling himself into it and straightening the fit, he listened as she explained, still paying close attention to her as he busied himself around the tent, motioning to a chair please, do sit down, if you'll just give me a minute we can go and find the Colonel. She definitely came across as new to this, a little too clean cut and perfect, but seemed nice enough, and intent on doing the right thing. Pretty as well, he smiled softly to himself as he wondered how that would go down with the boys. The 13th is a light infantry regiment, currently attached to this battlegroup to provide reconnaissance support. We've been here since the beginning, pulled straight out of the Vespasian conflict with the rapid response force. My men have just spent a year killing these Tau, so we're pretty clear what we're doing. Our regiment is small, three companies of three platoons each, along with combat support, but they're all experienced fighters. They've got about three thousand troops planetside at the moment I believe, everything from armored companies to engineers, to guys like us. We've just been running patrols, originally around our basecamp here to secure the terrain and establish the foothold we need, then reconnaissance of Valeria, the main hive city Marcus laughed No, you're correct, that would be Colonel Flyte, my commanding officer. In all likelihood he's at a briefing with central command, I sent a runner to locate him and let him know I've returned. You'll probably meet my fellow company commanders at some point, Captain Pierpat of the 1st Company and Captain Vane of the 2nd. Oh, and Lieutenant Moore, he's in charge of regimental administration and field support. The other two companies are still out on field patrol, they had the far side of the Hive so aren't scheduled to be back for a few more hours, no doubt that's why you were sent over to my billet, Shall we go see if we can't find the Colonel Refreshed, he strapped back on his personal weapons and body armour, all coloured a dull grey with sparse deep red trimmings. Leading her out the tent, they walked through the camp, between the rows of tents where his men were sorting out their own administration. He spoke with the occasional NCO, all of whom were slightly wary of her, but responded positively to him when they were introduced, but very mutch kept their momentum towards the command tent.
Thread: In the Emperor's service [Ghostwolf and Dionysius]

Standing before the men gathered before her, hands clasped behind her back, Verena nodded to herself and smiled. Satisfied and pleased at both the men and her performance in addressing them. She was impressed, the men seemed well turned out for the most part as they stood to attention. Nothing overly unacceptable or order of order, they were on duty after all and had been gathered without any prior warning. These men were experienced they spent most of their time in the field, and had been transferred straight from one conflict to this one. She couldnt expect them to be as presentable, as sharp, crisp, and shiny as a newly raised regiment. They would have picked up bad habits, they would have become complacent, and let some of their standards slip, but the other side of that was they had that combat experience, they knew their enemy, and had spilled their blood in the Emperors name. In all likelihood, some of them had probably ditched unnecessary equipment long ago, that which served little purpose or was too heavy, or rattled and shined too much, other pieces were probably lost in the field. No, as it stood, the Commissar was pleased with the men arranged before her. There appeared nothing urgent which stood out as demanding her urgent attention to correct. So when the Captain asked if she had anything more to say, she shook her head in response, watching as the men were dismissed and headed back to the their duties and what they were doing beforehand. The Captain asked her what she would like to do, attend the briefing or be shown to her quarters, and it was only then that Verena realised how tired she was, and would have welcomed the opportunity to rest. Yet, that was yet another thing she would have to get used to, she would have to build up her stamina and endurance. It was likely she would spend most of the time wear and exhausted, craving sleep and rest, best to get used to it as soon as possible. Besides, it would be much better to show willing, that she was interested in the regiment and the men who made it, and attend the briefing to find out and assess the current situation. Ill accompany you to the debriefing if you dont mind Captain Id prefer to be kept informed about what has been happening. There will be plenty of time to rest at the Emperors side. She smiled at the Captain, a small chuckle accompanying her own dark humour. Please, lead the way she indicated with her hand, nodding politely. As the pair began to set off to their destination, Verenas boots kicking up small puffs of soft white powder as the snow began to lay, she asked him a question. Tell me Captain, is there anyone I should keep an eye on within the Regiment, any trouble makers? Better to know early, so she would know their history and be prepared to deal with them.
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy birthday, Razzle Dazzle! XD May your day be full of bloody, violent battle! woot! hehe!! In other words, may it be full of awesome! nod nod gives the beast some chocolate
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy Birthday Raz! I hope you enjoy it and don't get too loaded on that alcohol. Woot Woot!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy Birthday Raz! Glad to have met you and get the chance to roleplay with you. Hope you enjoy your day! xD
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

happy bday raz! I hope you have a wonderful day!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CAS! I wish you the best and am super happy I got to meet you and start our wonderful stories together. I'm also very happy that I was able to become friends with you. I consider you a close friend and schtuffs! So. Yah. Oh, additionally, I found this and figured you might like it at least a little Click Me! It might not exactly be as gloriously brutal as what you have planned but it's a little something!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy birthday!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy birthday! Here, have a song. I think if anyone can appreciate it, it's you. XD videoyoutube
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy Birthday, Razgriz!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

You guys! You're too much! Thank you all so much! noms on chocolate while rocking out to Dethklok and reveling in Sailor Moon laying bleeding on the ground xD
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Lol, I knew you'd like that at least a little. x3. But I hope you're having a good birthday Hugs!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Happy b-day, man!
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

Beat me to the planet by a week... bastard. Happy Birthday, fellow May baby 3
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

WOOO! May Babies unite! xD
Thread: Happy Birthday, Razgriz!!!

AH! Missed this! Happy belated birthday Raz!
Thread: Something new....something real

Bump. Looking for new partners. Hopefully someone can release me from my boredom.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

This is a monster hunter AU inspired RP As usual checking the boards and checking the village was the normal task of any hunter, even after years of servitude Zirra still remained here. And in years that was about a century worth since she stopped aging once she got to 19, unlike the rest of the hunters she possessed the strange ability to take on the form of whatever she wished. She could become a monster, another human, or perhaps something in between there was no limit to what she could really do if she had the energy to burn. Today she found herself with a rather easy-and well paying task, apparently some town elder was really desperate for some herbs. Nothing could really go wrong since most of the other hunters would rather take on other tasks than to mess with her... Or at least MOST of them wouldn't mess with her since she had recently discovered that perhaps she wasn't the only 'monster-blooded' creature around here. And for her sake she would likely have to step her game up a notch if there really was a new one.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

A roar split the sky as she was searching for herbs, A gendrome and it's pack leaping down from a ledge above, swiftly spreading to surround the huntress. They hissed and swiped at the air, slowly closing in until one of the genprey leapt towards her, claws flexed, aiming to cut her with paralyzing venom.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

As she searched for herbs she soon herd the familiar call of an angry and territorial Gendrome. For the most part she was used to dealing with this things as she drew out her dual blades which where custom carved by herself and where attached to her arms for better use. Once they surrounded her she quickly swiped at the one who jumped instinctively, slashing part of it's neck and stomach open before facing the others with an angry look in her eye.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

He crashed to the ground, kicking an gurgling as life left his body. The rest hissed, coming all at once, four genprey with their leading hanging back, two jumping, the other two charging her head on.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

To anyone watching it was clear that she didn't get her rank for just anything. Clearly she was as skilled as she was dangerous since she started to rapidly spin and slash in all directions at the pack. Those who leaped would meet a similar fate to the dead one as their exposed stomachs became slashed. And for the one's that charged only one of them, seemed to charge into her as the other got it's face slashed with a long cut before it got close enough.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

As the furious slashes slowed and the pack lay dead, the Gendrome leapt for an opening, cutting her with claws soaked in paralytic venom.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

She let out a low hiss of pain as the drome's claws dug into her flesh and she started to feel the paralysis begin to set in as her body started to feel heavy. However it would soon become clear that taking her down would be a hard task as she started to concentrate on her blood, changing it so that the paralysis would cure faster. However it soon became clear that the Drome would see it's last as she shoved her blade right into it's chest with a low groan of annoyance. Serves you right...
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

It's teeth sank into her shoulder as her blade was buried into his chest, giving a heavy dose of venom as he shuddered and died. Not enough to kill her, with her altered blood, but she'd be unable to move for a bit. And all the more open to whatever else happened by.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

She seemed to be quite annoyed as she remained in place after the drome pack's death. She seemed to be forced to stay in place for a while as she sat down with her legs crossed and her blades close at hand. Well eventually she would snap out of it in a minute or two... But most hunters and creatures would likely know to keep away from Zirra the terrible.
Thread: A bloody hunter's tale. {Whitewolf/DonVoltonus}

The ground rumbled, a Cephadrome bursting up from below her, Sending her immobile from sprawling to the ground, blades just out of reach. He was over her, growling and panting, somehow viewing her as a viable mate.