The Wolf's Den

[CrazyHobo]

Hmm...I guess it's time to end this day - thoughts Vik.
That way, he meant, that it's time to have a rest. A sleep, to be more accurate.
He has done enough for today. Tommorow should be more fun, for Vik plans to go to the city.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James said simply "Nothing, getting ready to go out for my next mission" He says as he takes a large swig from his beer then lights another smoke, he notices Ashley coming into the bar and waving at them, James closes his eyes and sighs quietly "I guess were stuck with her..." He takes another large swig from his beer.

[TRHeadshot]

   "Hiya Ash! We met before, not much of an introduction though... The names Carter, Carter C. Gison. But everyone calls me TRHeadshot," he greets the newbie happily. "Come have a drink with us! Just cause' the world's over doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves."

[CrazyHobo]

((fast forward to next day, anyone?))

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

((Fire ahead, I didn't want to have to describe the mission anyway))

[TRHeadshot]

(( Makes funny fast-forward sounds.. What are you looking at? *Hisses* ))

[CrazyHobo]

...****
Three days in a row now.
Vik puts on the looting gear, eats a slice of pie, and heads outside.
On the way to the gate, he notices Ashley, who shows interest in where he is going.
"Looting my friend, looting. I wanna see the corpse of that fool I killed two days ago".
Ashley was a bit shaken, by Vik's answer, but it was Vik's elaborate way of saying "Other AD members will probably go looking for their friend in OUR territory". Looks like Ashley didn't get the picture.
"Sorry Ash, I think your not ready yet". - sayed the russian. Ashley was actually delited, that she didn't have to see Vik in combat. It aint a pretty picture, if ya'll know what I mean.
It's still night time, the moon is not so bright, so Vik brought his nightvision goggles, just in case.

Vik once again made it to the roof of the 8 story, via the fire escape again.
He saw the corpse from there, mingled and eaten.
No sign of anyone, but Vik decides to spend some time on the roof, to see, if anyone will arrive.

[TRHeadshot]

   Carter dreadfully bored, reclines in a chair in the den, whilst staring out the open window. From here, hew could just barely make out Crazy on a far off rooftop. Funneling his hands around his mouth, he howls out over the windswept cityscape. The Fenrir's Fangs greeting... hoping that Vik would hear.

[CrazyHobo]

Vik hears a howl, a Fenrir's Fangs greeting.
He would gladly reply the same way, but he's hunting.
His pray should arrive soon.

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James Came through the door of the Wolf's den, he had Human blood splattered here and there all over himself and he was looking a little weather beaten, He walked up to the bar and noticed near everyone was staring at him, he shot a look in their direction and they stopped and went on doing what they were doing, James cought the attention of the barkeep and said "Beer...On second thought give me a whisky" The barkeep looked him up and down "...What the **** happened to you?" "Work" he replied simply, The barkeep got the picture and handed him his whisky.

James got to his usual table at the far end of the room, two Fostern's were sitting there drinking and laughing, when they saw James coming they jumped up and almost ran to another table, Even though James looked the same as he usualy did people could somehow tell he was in a bad mood.

Last night went quite badly, James had to kill substancially more people than he had originally intended to keep himself from being identified and he was hunted most of the night by a large group of OG, he finally managed to give them the slip and came directly back here for a drink and a place to think.

Of course in the higher ups eyes this would be classified as a sucessfull mission and he would be given the usual pay and praise, but in James's eyes it was different, it was a failure on his part and he was angry with himself, years upon years of intensive training had tought James never to show any Emotion, but somehow people could always tell what mood he was in, he seemed to always give off some sort of Aura, If Aura's could be seen at that moment James's would most certainly be as black as space with streaks of red as intense as hell itself.

James drank his whisky in one gulp and light a smoke, and was stone still deep in thought.

[CrazyHobo]

Vik awoke the trance, that he was in, once he heard footsteps.
Light foot steps.
He looked down.
4 flash lights were flashing downstairs.
Before begining the hunt, Vik wanted to make sure, that it was the prey he was expecting, not a bunch of looters from Nastya's.
Silently, Vik climbed down the ladder, staying in the shadows.
He must not be detected, until the moment is right.
As one of them aproached the corpse of the "looter", one of them sayed "****. He's dead. Now we have to finish what he started".
They knew him, definetly Ascending Dawn soldiers.
The prey has come.
It's time to hunt.

[TRHeadshot]

   Quietly, Carter strolled over to where James was seated and took a seat. "Mission not go so good, eh?"

[Sir Modemkill, Cyborg!]

James stood up again after several minutes of thinking, He walked over to the bar and said "One more" He got it, drank it then left for the training area downstairs in the warehouse, James was determined to train even more and become even better, Such is the way of the Dragon Always Improve, Always surpass, no exeptions He reached downstairs and opened the lock with his own key, he entered and began preperations, he laid out sharp spikes all around where he was training, such as the rope climbing exercise had spikes under it so that if he fell, he would die.

James began his intensive training, he began by practising moves with his Machete, he then moved on to physical exercises, then he began to do target practise with his revolver, he could already hit every target dead on, but that did not matter to him, he practised anyway, did dive firing, quick turn firing and many other types.

James was detirmined to surpass the level he had already reached, he wanted to reach a new plateau, What James did not realise was that Ashley, who had seen him leave the bar had followed him hoping to hang out was watching him from the doorway that he neglected to shut doing all this, half of which could have severly hurt him if not killed him.

((Had this written up before you posted TR, sorry, don't want to write up a new one. ))

[CrazyHobo]

Before attacking, Viktor analises his enemies.
The two near the corner are wearing meshes and carry M16s. Pretty weak, so they probably aren't carrying anything good.
The one, that is examinating the body has a ZX11 and a Protecta.
Serious ****.
The on standing behind him is having a katana in hands and wears an LR8. Another anime pansy.

Viktor tosses a grenade at the weaker two. The explosion kills them.
Two down.
The katana wielder promtly shots "****!!!", before going into a defencive stance.
The "examinator" get up, aims his protecta towards the explosion.
Vik uses the opportunity, and jumps with his Kris in hand.
In 2 seconds, the Kris is in the "examinators" neck.
The anime kid charges Vik, but Vik uses his comrade as a human shiled, forcing the anime lover to lunge the katana in his still alive comrade.
Then Vik easily kicks the anime pansy to the wall, along with his now barely breathing friend.
Vik quickly pulls out his sabre.
Time to see, if those pancies from Ascending Dawn are any good in doing the blade dance.

[TRHeadshot]

   Carter strolled up behind Ashley, startling her, "Shhh.... don't let him know we're here," he whispered quietly. "Don't wanna interupt his training." He decided to stay with her and watch James.