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Post by Vespyr on Apr 14, 2013 22:11:54 GMT -8
Part I
Someone was shaking Ari's shoulder again. With a discontented groan, the boy lifted his head and found himself staring into Cain's face. The man had returned from spreading Halloween joy and was crouched in the street front of the dozing teen with a slightly stern expression worn on his face.
"Heyyy sleeping beauty." he sarcastically crooned, ruffling the boy's hair.
"Where's the other one?"
"the other what," Ari groggily mumbled.
Cain picked up the clip end of the leash and dangled it in front of the teen's face, unsmiling. Ari's eyes went a little wide.
"ooOOOOOOOH OH OH my gOD," he panicked, glancing around in the empty street. Saul was nowhere to be seen. Ari began to shiver and he bit down hard on his bottom lip. Cain closed his eyes a moment and breathed out a long, drawn-out, rather irritated sigh.
"Great. You fuckin' lost a giant acid trippin' idiot on someone else's turf."
(Because nevermind the dozens of brutally severed heads they left sitting around, on someone else's turf.)
Ari clutched his face in his hands and trembled, slurring frantic apologies under his breath. Cain rose to his feet and stalked back toward the truck, leaving the boy behind until he heard Ari get up and promptly trip. He rolled his eyes and went back to pick up the inebriated teen and carry him against his chest. Ari's head rested on Cain's shoulder with his arms draped around them. His bloodstained size five sneakers bounced lightly with every step the man took as they wandered down the street searching for Saul, Cain yelling the man's name, stopping occasionally to ask passersby if they'd seen' a six-foot-something beast boy in a tutu, pretty lost lookin', probably drooling'.
It was going to be a long night. [/blockquote]
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Post by Lucien DeChain on Apr 14, 2013 22:34:09 GMT -8
Lucien had been patrolling the early morning over in Anaheim, with nothing out of the ordinary, when a voice came over his bluetooth earpiece.
"Uh, Brother DeChain? I've got a visual on one Saul Kelly, by your description. You wanted a holler if he was seen, right?"
Lucien stopped, bringing his hand to his ear. "Yes, thank you. What's his condition?"
The voice came over, crackling. "Uh.. Sir, he appears to be.. Tripping balls. Like mad balls."
"I don't know what that means. I'm on my way."
"Roger. Oh, and, Sir? There's something else."
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Heads. Heads everywhere.
And, as Lucien approached, he spotted Saul Kelly, who was acting rather strange. Almost like he had gone insane. That is, more insane than usual. Though, from reports, he hadn't hurt anyone yet, since no one was brave enough to approach the beastly man. Lucien remained in the open, not wanting to spook the man, since he was obviously disoriented. Approaching him slowly, he spoke in a soft voice.
"Saul Kelly? Hello, it's me, Lucien. Remember me?"
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Apr 14, 2013 22:40:21 GMT -8
--Meanwhile...
"Ma'am! We have six more reports of severed heads lying in the streets from Magnolia ave!"
"--thirty eight people refusing to go back to their living quarters when a man found a head on the stoop. Orders?"
"--Heads floating in a fisherman's tank--"
"--heads--"
"--severed--"
"--disembodied--
"Decapitated--"
"What even"
"--HEADS--"
"OKAY, YES, SEVERED HEADS, I GET IT," she barked suddenly into the din of people speaking in her ear over the blue-tooth. Tengu were already moving out to calm down the people and investigate whether or not the heads had come from any civilians. Meanwhile Delilah was looking for the person who had cut them off in the first place.
As such, the mechanic was just a little...stressed.
"I AM INVESTIGATING THE SITUATION. GET ALL THE CITIZENS INSIDE AND ACCOUNTED FOR, THEY ARE NOT TO LEAVE UNTIL THE SITUATION IS RESOLVED. REFER TO OTHER MEMBERS OF TENGU SQUAD FOR ANY MORE COMPLAINTS. OVERANDOUT."
Seething, hissing curses under her breath, Delilah stalked through the streets, following the trail of blood and heads that littered the streets of her territory. When she found whomever it was, she was going to add their head to the pile....
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Post by Vespyr on Apr 14, 2013 22:52:28 GMT -8
It had been about a half hour since they set out in search of Saul, with little success. Most of the people Cain tried to ask refused to speak with him, either having seen him in the act of dropping the heads or caught on by the ungodly amount of blood that soaked his bare chest and his jeans. He shrugged and moved on with the sleeping boy drooling a little against his shoulder.
And then, like an angel descended from heaven to smite him for his nefarious deeds, there she was. A big, shit-eating grin spread across Cain's face and he completely forgot about Saul for a moment.
"Well hey, lady."
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Post by Saul Kelly on Apr 14, 2013 22:59:49 GMT -8
A swarm of beings had tried to make words at the beast, though he understood none of them, including the man in front of him now. Saul crouched fifteen feet away on all fours, bearing his teeth and growling a frighteningly animalistic growl at the threat. Clearly agitated, his vocalizations would only get more urgent and threatening as Lucien crept closer, and he backed away at the same rate.
The confused, high, beast of a boy had abandoned his human self, recalling neither his name, nor his gang, and most certainly not how he ended up in the middle of the road with his arms stained by the blood of the severed heads he did remember transporting around.
Lucien might notice that the man's pupils had dilated to the point that only a small ring of blue surrounded them. And maybe he'd also notice the tooth fairy costume the no-longer-human wore, though he had lost his wand many blocks back. Still, wire-frame wings clung to his back, and his tutu and tank top remained mostly intact. Otherwise, the shoeless, pantsless Saul stood out as the most obvious person in Crow Territory.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Apr 14, 2013 23:34:21 GMT -8
The searching didn't take long; people on their way inside kindly pointed the way towards a man they said was soaked in blood, who had been dropping the decapitated heads all over the territory like little grisly droppings.
She rounded a corner, hand on her knife as she spotted the blood covered man, a little frilly body thrown over his shoulder; she opened her mouth--
--it was Cain.
"YOU."[/I] "Well hey, lady." She just stared at him, at the enthusiastic smile on his face as though he was genuinely happy to see her and his being here had nothing to do with the BODIES FUCKING EVERYWHERE. Delilah stalked forwards, stopping a foot in front of him and just...glaring. Obviously unimpressed, and a little frustrated that she couldn't punch him in the face. Damn alliance. "Why are you in my territory scattering body parts all over the place?" she would finally ask in a weary voice. "WHY would you think this was a good idea?"[/size]
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Post by Vespyr on Apr 14, 2013 23:42:04 GMT -8
Cain dropped the grin in stared back at her with a mere raised brow. 'What, you didn't know?'
"It's Halloween, doll. And it's my birthday. We are celebrating." he explained with a wry grin, bouncing Ari up and down in his arms a bit as one would bounce a baby who needed to be burped. Only it occurred to him that the kid was awfully drunk and remembered that babies do that gross spit-up thing sometimes so bouncing him probably wasn't a good idea. He stopped. Ari stirred a bit and one of his skinny arms fell down, dangling.
"We're uh, lookin' for someone though." Cain admitted, the corner of his mouth pulling down into a slight frown. "He's six-foot-something, looks kinda beasty, wearin' a tutu... probably still tripping on acid..."
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Post by Lucien DeChain on Apr 14, 2013 23:52:10 GMT -8
Lucien was very surprised at his friend's animalistic behaviour. The growling, the dilated eyes, it reminded him of a previous time, with a girl named Thorn. He took a small moment to think about how she might have been doing.
But, the moment passed, and he snapped back to reality. The reality that this large, beastly, tutu-and-wings-wearing man was snarling at him, baring his sharp teeth.
"It's okay, it's okay. I won't hurt you." he soothed, lowing himself down and kneeling, while showing his palms to the man. The look in his eyes was sincere as he stared into Saul Kelly's dilated pupils.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Apr 14, 2013 23:54:10 GMT -8
Delilah just stared at Cain...and the smallish French Maid in his arms on the odd occasion, but mostly glaring at the man with red eyes and horns. She folded her arms across her chest, lips slightly pursed.
Waiting.
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Post by Vespyr on Apr 15, 2013 0:04:10 GMT -8
Clearly she was waiting for him to describe the lost boy more, or something. Clearly. Cain glanced away for a moment.
"Uh... he's got brown hair, blue eyes... fairy wings. Seen him? He wandered off 'bout a half hour ago."
"...his name is saul..." Ari mumbled, drifting into consciousness for a moment, making it apparent by his voice that the French Maid was a boy.
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Post by Saul Kelly on Apr 15, 2013 21:22:28 GMT -8
While his ears weren't fully articulated like a dog's or a cat's, Saul's pointed and slightly elongated ears would press more firmly to the side of his head as his jaws parted and lips peeled upward in a distinct hiss. Trying to emphasize himself as a threat, the man charged forward about 5 feet, still on all fours, and tried to fake his sort of submissive opponent out and display his dominance.
Having completely forgotten English, Saul could only really clack his jaws and creech and chitter in nonsense to ward off the strange man kneeling before him. Still refusing to let the man near, the boy would back away further again, issuing his warnings.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Apr 15, 2013 21:34:53 GMT -8
Delilah would continue to stare at Cain for a moment longer with a cross of incredulity and frustration, silently fuming until she brought her hand up to pinch the bridge of her nose between her forefinger and thumb and let out an aggravated sigh.
"Rrrrrrrggghhfine I'll help you but you owe me."
She looked at the french...maaaan hanging from Cain's shoulder and then back at the man with a keen amount of interest...droping her blue eyes back to the younger, shorter man.
"Where did you last see him?"
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Post by Vespyr on Apr 15, 2013 21:48:42 GMT -8
Cain nodded back over his shoulder, down the way of the street they'd been walking on.
"Parked the truck a couple blocks down that way. I left this one in charge of 'im but he got off the leash somehow. I didn't see him go, he was just gone when I came back." Cain replied, rolling his eyes a little.
"..so i took... a little nap. i said i was sorrry" Ari mumbled lifting his head from Cain's shoulder a bit just to face the outward resting on his other cheek, eyes closed.
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Post by Lucien DeChain on Apr 15, 2013 22:25:19 GMT -8
"Okay, okay." Lucien backed away slowly, raising his hands defensively.Once he was a decent distance away, he slowly brought his hand up to his ear.
"Delilah." He instantly scolded himself for using such an informal term over the radio. "It's Lucien. I've got a Rogue by the name of Saul Kelly here. I could use your help. He's in a drug-induced feral state." He gave her the coordinates. Hopefully she was nearby.
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Post by Delilah A. Black on Apr 15, 2013 22:36:59 GMT -8
After listening to the little tidbits of both the men, Delilah pressed her lips into a thin, unimpressed line.
"So you're telling me that you drugged a giant, potentially dangerous man and got this kid drunk so you could throw some heads that you severed all over my land, and now the giant man is missing because you left him in charge of the drunk person you dressed in women's clothes."
Was this what a stroke felt like?
She rubbed her temples and started off in a direction she hadn't yet explored, heading East, walking past Cain with a small beckoning gesture. "Crazed beast-man tripping on acid, eh? Shouldn't be too hard to find...."
The blu-tooth in her ear crackled to life.
"Delilah."
Delilah stopped walking immiediately and groaned out loud. "I swear to GOD if it's one more person telling me there's some random head floating in their rain catcher--"
"It's Lucien. I've got a Rogue by the name of Saul Kelly here. I could use your help. He's in a drug-induced feral state."
Delilah blinked and looked to the North as Lucien gave his coordinates and started off in that direction. "First helpful thing anyone's said all night. I read you Lucien, I'm on my way. Over and out."
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