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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 9, 2021 0:05:48 GMT -8
WR wiped the sweat from their brow while they gazed over all the motionless bodies before them. They leaned over their knees, spitting at the ground while they fought for their breath.
The victims were safe, at least, they thought to themself while glancing over their shoulder at the homeless woman tending to her three children in the corner of the alley. They had been attacked by a group of goons when WR jumped out of the shadows to their aid. They went down with relative ease, and the ones that didn't ran away, but... before they knew it, they were surrounded by countless more looking for a desperate revenge play, or something, which had chased all the passersby away... and the authority too, apparently. There was no medical aid, no police, no TSI, nothing. Just WR, the victims, and the unconscious or...potentially deceased bodies.
After finally catching their breath, they waved the woman and her children off with an info card, two hundred dollars, and whatever was left of their lunch. They watched them vanish into the alley before plucking out a cigarette and tossing it into their mouth. It ignited as soon as it touched their lips.
With a satisfied huff, they turned the corner out of the alley and headed back to the main sidewalk.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 9, 2021 0:47:00 GMT -8
“Feel good?” Avice would wait for WR to pass before addressing them. She was leaning against the wall taking a bite from a massive burrito she got off a food truck her wounds nearly healed which meant she severely needed to scarf down nutrients.
Up:1
Zero Ability: Inhuman; Not instantaneous, but bruising and minor cuts heal in a matter of hours. Broken and fractured muscle and bone will heal in a day. Takes lots from the body and makes body sleepy and need sustenance. Compensating senses; heightened senses sight hearing, smell, taste, and touch. 50% perception increase.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 9, 2021 6:26:19 GMT -8
WR was about to flick the ashes off of their cigarette when their eyes instinctively cut to the woman who just announced herself. Where the hell did she come from? Was she watching the fight?
They stopped in their tracks and huffed before turning to her, flicking the ashes away and raising a brow.
"Who the hell are you?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 9, 2021 6:47:14 GMT -8
“The one who was tailing that group until you wrapped their teeth around the pavement.” She answered. “Or you can call me Avice and answer my question.”
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 10, 2021 18:14:38 GMT -8
WR rolled their eyes and completely turned to face the woman.
"Yeah, I guess. Feels good to save lives," They said with another flick of their cigarette. 'Feels good' was a bit of an understatement. WR LOVED the feeling of adrenaline racing through their veins.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 10, 2021 18:45:56 GMT -8
Avice gauged her a moment but there was a glimmer of peace in her expression, it ruined Avice’s sour mood. Of anything Avice as going to say about helping themselves would be better or that prevented the family from learning to help themselves was gone.
“Good.” She answered after a deep swallow. “You might have given them too much cash but I don’t know how deep you pockets are to spare that much. It could be wasted on burying a deeper hole. Still, you were resolved and genuine in your choice... good.”
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 11, 2021 14:38:45 GMT -8
WR shrugged. They weren't going to let this woman tell them how to do their job, and otherwise didn't have much to say to her. So, they would begin to walk away, inviting Avice to follow if she felt so inclined with a simple question.
"So you were tailing those bastards?"
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 11, 2021 16:46:52 GMT -8
Avice wasn’t following WR but with the job done for the night they were happening to go the same way.
“Since the riot I’ve been tailing a few random groups until I can find one that smelled similar. I should have kept my lead instead of giving it to that TSI Rai. But I don’t like keeping things uneven.”
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 13, 2021 8:24:00 GMT -8
WR nodded, forcing Rai's name through one ear and out the other. It was better that way.
They looked over to the woman, scanning her briefly before nodding again.
"So you a freelancer, or?"
They asked with another flick of their cigarette.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 13, 2021 8:28:56 GMT -8
“Aye, be wondering what the story behind the ones that attacked us might have been. A set up, a group of metas raising before we arrived, or maybe one of the brats that landed here eight years prior that hadn’t had mommy’s tit to suck and brush the chip that grew on their shoulder.” She sighed. “Entitled shits like that make me sick.”
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 13, 2021 8:34:40 GMT -8
WR shrugged.
"Can't really blame some of 'em. I mean, shit sucked for everyone, but kids ain't exactly developed enough to cope with shit like that. It doesn't matter now though. Act out, get punished."
They shrugged again. They didn't particularly care for kids, but they did empathize with ones from the old world.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 13, 2021 14:28:08 GMT -8
“It was apart of every day life on old world most didn’t have more than themselves starting out. It didn’t make us chosen or special, even if we had abilities. It made us slaves for the desire to grab more. Even me, even right now; I want to be stronger and I dislike being toyed with by someone looking down on me.” That’s what really irked her about this whole situation between TSI, the rioters, those thugs that WR beat up. It was as if they were looking down on something and she didn’t like the look in their eye doing it whether they were related or not.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 16, 2021 13:21:53 GMT -8
WR shrugged. They had trudged through life from perhaps one of the lowest possible points, and they had never developed a sense of entitlement. In fact, they contracted the exact opposite of it.
But, no two people were the same, so they weren't going to argue about it.
"Well, anyway, what is it that you do exactly?"
They scanned the woman again. She looked...kind of important, but whether that was by choice or affiliation was uncertain.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jan 17, 2021 20:53:13 GMT -8
“Whatever I please. Not like I have a title or agenda to give. Just going to feel my way around until my interest is piqued.” Avice said flatly.
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Post by WR Harthe on Jan 17, 2021 22:31:39 GMT -8
"Right," They said, sounding completely uninterested in her answer.
"And when it is?"
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