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"Looks like the prey has been tagged now I need to bag it" Takeshi chuckled whatching the light on his screen apear. "This should prove interesting... Now where did I put the keys?" Looking around keeping one arm around the computer Takeshi found his keys and walked out the door. Outside he found his car. The body was an old beaten up Ford Focus but the engine could out speed a race car if needed. Also the back had more weapons than even the goverment gives a lone solidier in 20 lifetimes. Looking back at his computer he notices the lights haven't moved. "Okay Lets hope they shot the right guy with the tracking dart.... I just wonder what artifact they have " As the engine reved.

Ariving at the parking garage found a wounded dracoinan. "what a foolish creature no matter how powerful" kick the brick away from his head "This should keep him out for long enough to get any other holders away now" seeing another person there he went over to him "so they put knock out serum on the dart and didn't tell great back up they are" looks up at snipers veiw and flash his pocket watch. "okay lets get a move on with this one" clicks a pick of him and then begin to put him in back of car. "okay lets take you home and leave the work to the others." laughing as he closes the back door to the car.

Jared got up. He was injured, but not in pain. He instantly ran for the edge taking. Screaming bloody murder as his leg burst into pain. "I got to get out of here." He said as he started flying. He ducked into the street below to avoid detection.

(okay man look I don't mean to sound rude but you need to read the rules which clearly say no one liners it they make things less fun for everyone I should know I used to do them to but now I don't so can you please follow the rules like the rest of us)

Speeding under the cover of Night Takeshi scans the photo through an information data base. Soon he hears a robotic voice begin speaking " Do you wish to hear profile." he begin chuckling at his handy work "Yes I wish to hear his profile" Takeshi calmly stated. "Name: Bill Griblbe Age: 35 Occupation: Mayor of Oregon until recently now in early retirement." the voice told him. "Address please" After hearing the Address Takeshi drives to Bill house and breaks in. Puts Bill in his bed and leaves Silently after taking the ring "This should work as payment". Once out in the car Takeshi dails a number on his phone. "The ring is mine and the threats are separated from each other please take care of anything I missed" Hangs up and drives home. "Okay Takeshi lets finally relax and hope I get a chance to not work for a little I need a break." Fall into his computer chair and opens up his file on all the items and begin working on his Pocket watch trying to open to no anvil yet again.

The pocketwatch did as it usually did when opened. To Takeshi, the world brightened and all of his senses became far more acute. He could hear the sounds of traffic on the road a good ways away, he could see extremely far despite the darkness. He could smell the odor of leather in the car and feel every groove and crack on the leather upholstery. Such were the effects of the pocket watch. It didn't tick and always displayed the time of 2:42 and no matter how hard anyone tried, they could not open the pocket watch. It was odd, like all objects and once Takeshi closed it, the intoxicating rush of feeling he felt while it was open, left.

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The Scotsman chased after Konrad, yelling at people to get out of the way and threatening them at gunpoint. Most people cleared but the moment the Scot had a clear shot, Konrad ducked into an alleyway. The hitman cursed and charged after him entering the alleyway just in time to see Konrad vault off of a dumpster and over a chain link fence. The Scot shot at him but Konrad had reacted before hand and with a flick of the scissors the dumpster scooted in front of the gun just as it fired.

'Cletus' was very angry and he made noises to express such anger. He hopped up onto the dumpster himself to find Konrad pointing the scissors at him. He cursed as Konrad flicked the scissors again and he flipped backwards, landing on his back on the hard pavement. He coughed as the wind had been knocked out of him. He got up, doubled over still though and looked up scowling. Konrad was turning the corner of the alleyway. He grumbled and then spotted something. A door on a balcony, one with a tumbler lock. He smiled and memorized that door and then went to another one nearby. He pushed the hotel key into the lock and then turned it. There was a click of a lock opening and suddenly, he was in the room. He shut the door and then directly afterwords, thought of the door he had just seen and opened his door again.

The Scot emerged on the balcony. He smiled and took in the fresh high-up air through his nostrils, then looked off the balcony. He perused the crowd and spotted Konrad among the masses. Foolish boy stood out too much. He looked at a door that Konrad was about to go past and he repeated his tactic. Unlocking the door on the balcony and walking into the room. He paused for a few seconds and then opened the door again.

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Konrad made a bewildered kind of shout when the trench-coated Scotsman barged out of the hobby shop door beside him and threw a large arm around his neck and dragged him into the door. Accept. . . he wasn't in a hobby shop, he was in a motel room. A very old motel room by the looks of things. Konrad was suddenly spun, he tripped on a bed and flopped down onto the mattress, terror gripping his heart. He heard the click of a gun and turned to find himself staring down the barrel of the Scotsman's pistol.

"Give me the scissors boy!" Hissed the Scot. Konrad yelled back "No!" The Scot fired into the bed and Konrad jumped. "I will not ask again boy! Give me the scissors!" Spat the Scot. Konrad yelled again "You'll just shoot me after I give them to you, you bastard!" The Scot slapped him with the back of his hand.

"Give me the damn scissors and I will let you go!" Konrad looked up at these words and then nodded begrudgingly. "Fine, I'll give you the scissors" He said standing up and walking towards the Scot who snorted with a sense of finality and held his hand out expectantly for the scissors. Konrad didn't give him the scissors, instead he grabbed Cletus' wrist and pulled him into a punch/trip. The Scot was too surprised to react in time and then Konrad was out the door. The Scot screamed, lunging towards the door but it shut before he could run after Konrad. He cursed violently for the next few minutes. Konrad found himself, coincidentally, walking out of a building right across from where Takeshi was parked. He suspected nothing and just started to walk off hurriedly. Panting frantically.

Hearing the noise form outside Takeshi took a look. Seeing a boy come out of a store he almost looks away when he sees him pull out some siccors and move some objects to cover his path. "Well found my next target then" Takeshi says while pulling out a tracking device. "Okay lets see how you enjoy this" and pulls the trigger and a small prick is felt on the boys neck "good now i can find him tomorrow to collect his items." Back inside Takeshi pulls out the ring he got from Bill. "New Data file Name: Object The Ring begining anaylis bring out target dummies and objects" As he enter his under ground pratice range "So from my reports I heard that this can move objects freely lets try it" First thing Takeshi does is points it at some bricks and launchs them into a target next he goes to some 50 pound cinder blocks and launchs those but begins to feel a strain on his body. "Add note to data ring uses users energy as the objects get heavier" Finally he points it a at 500 pound weight a trys to lift it and feels the ring sap alot of energ from his body and his legs feel weak. "This proves nicely" Takeshi then Takeshi pulls off the ring and puts it in hidden safe.

(OOC He guys its getting really bad that nobody new is posting in almost a week it been just me and Ceoltior so please add some spice and do something please I'm begging you hear)

Bill woke up groaning his fingers went immediately to his finger and he found that the ring had been stolen he was instantly enraged as the ring had been a gift from his dear old Granny Gribble whom he cared about alot until the day she died. He picked up his phone and called the scotsman's cell phone hoping to get some answers. With every passing ring he grew angrier and angrier.