Thread: Tears of Scarlet

City Limits - The Western Perimeter In their own time, the three warriors would come together near the construction site of the new Morshire building. The scene looked typical of an emergency situation. EPD cruisers parked with officers waiting for news that the situation inside their perimeter had been put to rest. Large armored vans, marked as Jo-Jo's security division were also on site, reinforcing the perimeter- though, most of the soldiers they had brought along had been sent in to deal with the hostile individual, known to the three who had just arrived as some manner of inhuman. An ambulance was on hand to treat the wounded police officer, who sat on it's open tailgate, being tended to by the EMTs and his partner. Fucking sick-o ripped a chunk right out of my fucking neck! The officer could be heard griping as a large gauze pad was applied to the side of his neck. What sort of freak-show bites like that!? The EMT's struggled to keep the man still while they worked despite his complaining, and, understandably, panicked fidgeting. And what exactly does Jo-Jo intend to do with it, anyway? Should just dump it in the bottom of Still-Water Asylum and forget about it! I shot it in the fucking head before it bit me! Before! Fascinating Fangs flashed as the subdued youth tried to bite at the hand of the scientist, kneeling beside them to get a closer look. She recoiled briefly when the teeth snapped at her, looking back at the soldiers. Are you sure, you have it subdued? A soldier stepped forward, aggressively pressing a cattle prod into their back to pin it further. A pained shriek came from the dark haired youth before they fell unconscious. Better... She grumbled, leaning closer again. With a pen she raised the teen's lip to examine their teeth. Enlarged canines, explains how it injured the officer so severely. She leaned back, looking around the area, seeing the impaled corpses and near jerky like husks. Presumably its faster and stronger than most of us, as well. It did manage this kind of damage without weapons... One more look to the unconscious youth and her lips spread in a smirk, wiping the bloodstain from its forehead to examine where it had been shot. Not even a scar... You do heal quickly don't you? She looked at the now exposed back of the belted suit, seeing the taser wounds still present. But not now, I see. Must be some kind of trigger to activate its healing factor. She silenced a voice recorder that she had belted to her side, standing back up again. Very well. Get it to the trucks, and get a mask on it. Wouldn't want it to kill the security attachment before Dr. Gordon gets a look at it. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Lucky 7's Private Investigative Services - Somewhere? Uh-oh! Victor hopped up from his desk, moving around quickly to get a closer look at the CCTV footage he was watching. That looks like bad news... He could already identify Tesix, Fiadh, and Leonard, even though they hadn't been formally introduced. If Tesix captures this newcomer, that'll make four, and they'll need all the help they can get, but... They're already there, and there's so much security. The church is bound to be making its move. He frantically tapped his fingers on his hip before turning to face the red haired woman, sitting idly at her desk. Machina, we need to make our move, early. The newcomer is a wild card, we can't risk him falling into the wrong hands. I need you to head out, right now. An exasperated sigh escaped her lips as she set her magazine down, looking at him him with a lazy, yet irritated, gaze. I was about to go to Star-Beast's for mocha. Can't it wait? At his defeated expression of shock, she simply sighed again. Fine... She whined. I'll help your precious heroes, her hands came up to make quotation signs as she spoke the word, but you owe me a coffee... And a scone. Maybe two. She quickly added, snatching car keys off of the desk and walking to the door without another word. -------------------------------------------------------------------- Church of the God-Trust - Office of Father Nocturne Are the paladins en route? The dark haired priest asked, sitting behind a desk. He stared over his glasses at a younger priest who nervously swallowed, nodding quickly. They are, father. Do you want them to engage when they arrive? I'm sure they're more than a match for a handful of JJSD soldiers. The younger man spoke, he ruffled his own messy dark hair as he looked towards the window. The framework of the new Morshire building was just barely visible over the skyline. No. While dispatching a few soldiers would be no trouble for them, it is still daylight. We don't need to instigate a feud with the ruling bodies just yet. Besides, we've got a third party in play. I want to see what their scheming, first. He stood up slowly, walking over to the window, looking the same direction the younger man had been. Have them engage once the creature is exposed, not before. As you wish, father. The younger man bowed his head and departed from the office, leaving the older priest to ponder the situation alone.