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Jeremy Cyrway

He had slipped his phone back into his pocket. Although he was sure that he had been watching a scene of amusement in which confusion and misplaced provoking actions were being placed among Depictioners, Jeremy was quite surprised to find himself in a tight situation again. It's just that his stony face wasn't ready to show so. As soon as he noticed that his seemingly supposed quiet motion on his phone was already detected, he hadn't braced himself just yet. And then, Vincent turned around with gun in hand still. Ah, damn. Again with being pointed at with a gun.

He watched the expressions, quiet and urgent whispering. It was getting tense. Yuna was quiet too, and it more than likely that she was catching on that he was being seen as a threat, and was probably thinking of all possibilities of whether to take action or stand ground. Despite her poor shooting, he knew that she'd get him from here. Standing at least 5 feet away was an easy thing. Especially for the Vincent fellow, he reminded himself.

Jeremy had a turning motion, playing moron, turning his head like he was some innocent bystander that was scared to be slaughtered by obvious wolves.. Well, wolf. It was rather an ironic situation, considering his past brawls and street fights, but he was sure that his facial expression wouldn't pass for something like pathetic as that. More likely as a defensive precautionary stance, perhaps. He had been turning his head, taking a step back just in case, he made to quickly dart his eyes over the area. Already, there were a few Hounds that were quietly hiding, on rooftops, behind walls and the like. Then he blinked, and they had disappeared. At least they were following orders. He mused, that they were gonna laugh at him at how pitiful he must've seemed, being surrounded by Depictioners and not being able to stand up to them. The brave ones would anyway, not it'd matter. Jeremy'd toss them in front of this Vincent Heretic guy, and see how they'd feel under the stare of what could've been a cold blooded murderer. If he had been told that the guy had previously killed before, it wouldn't have surprised him.

He didn't smile. His hands were up, but they were slightly raised, to try to show he was harmless. The lies of it.

"Whoaaa there. Crank your scary back up there man, I ain't gonna shank ya or pop a cap at you," he let his vocabulary that been picked up from traveling around the Apple flow freely. Being a freelance tattoo artist by day, it gave him the opportunity by being exposed to so many people in the Apple, having their own words became meshed into his own. Though he probably sounded completely not like himself, especially at this time of day, seeing as he had an education after all, it was rather sad to see it being wasted by using slang. Like how it was every night he went out to punch someone's face in, or spray upon the walls with his pent up feelings. But being proper about his words probably wasn't gonna save his life, so, what the hell. Let'er the ol' unorthodox brawler Jeremy out.

He might as well enjoy himself, shouldn't he?


Jeong-Yun "Yuna" Choi

Yuna had kept the gun down, but she had pulled off the safety latch. There probably wasn't going to be a need to keep the restraint on, seeing as where this was going. That is, when she finally caught on whatever the hell was happening right now. Her eyes were darting between Jeremy and Vincent slowly. Her bemused expression was plain obvious. Her usual stoic and collected look was long gone now. This tense atmosphere wasn't good. If only she knew the reason, though.

She didn't understand. What was it that she didn't know, that the others knew? Why were the other Depictioners getting all defensive, or on Vincent's partake, offensive, all of a sudden? Was it Jeremy? Was did he do? These questions were running through her brain over and over. Her eyes looked over to Jeremy. What was it about him that she didn't know? He was her close friend, so there were few things that she didn't know. Being friends of about 5.. 7? years had a lot of time to know each other and bond the way they've done.

Her eyes took sight of an unfamiliar face peeking on the scene. Most likely a Hound. Was that why Vincent was taking yet another predatory stance? Why direct towards Jeremy? Hopelessly lost in the situation, she glanced towards Jeremy, who didn't look back. She looked towards Vincent, who seemed focused on Jeremy instead.

"Whoaaa there. Crank your scary back up there man, I ain't gonna shank ya or pop a cap at you," he let his vocabulary that been picked up from traveling around the Apple flow freely.

Since when the hell did Jeremy talk like that? Her grip on the gun tightened and her eyes narrowed, showing her displeased face. If someone did not tell her what the bloody hell was going on right the bloody hell now, she swore that she was gonna have to shoot something in the head, because it was getting extremely agitating not knowing. Especially when she was stuck in the middle of a battle ground of one side, a Vincent Mornnis, and on the other, a Jeremy Cyrway. Adding in the endless questions that were arising with each passing moment, Yuna did not only felt helpless, at a lost on what to do, but rather friggin' pissed that she didn't know how to answer herself. No one else seemed ready to help clear anything up either. She cursed harshly under her breath in something incomprehensible.