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Hunt, Capture, and Kill

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a part of Hunt, Capture, and Kill, by Haas33.

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Valentine Knight [55] "I have half the world running from me, and the other half desperately hunting me. I am the closest thing to God mankind has ever encountered. Do not make an enemy of me."
Blue Jay [49] Why must you hunt me? It won't end well. For you...
Audra Hathaway [36] "Don't make a girl a promise, if you can't keep it."
Connor Davenport [18] "The right thing to do is always the best thing to do."
Aryanna Hollace [17] Yes that is a red hood. And yes, that is a dagger in your chest.
Schroeder Kreinstein [8] "I wouldve been fine with anyone BUT the kid."
Derek Xavier Stiles [2] Call me Shadow, but I prefer Stiles. It's pronounced STYLES, if you call me anything other than that.. you have some sort of death wish and I've no problem fulfilling it.
Diandra le Fay [2] "Ow much ah you going to pay me?"

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Audra snorted trying to act... Indifferent? Another Assassin? Correct, on both accounts. She stood (barely flinching), walked over into the kitchen area and took a drawer out of it's cubbie. She took it over to Blue Jay and Valentine, placing it neatly beside the wounded girl. "Bunch of things in there you should do some good with." Inside the drawer were dozens of electrical bits and peices, including some parts of a phone screen, some storage devices, chips, even some little detonator looking thing that had a pin in it with a screen. "If it's not there... My partner's old knick knacks." She folded her arms slower than possible and went back to her spot on the couch.

Audra could get herself bandaged up later, maybe when... Just later. She wanted herself to feel the price of actually befriending these two people and actually thinking that she could stay clean while doing so. Being near them... Would be like wearing white in the middle of mud fight between two very aggressive wrestles. She was going to get dirty.

Speaking of dirty, she looked down after feeling something wet and sticky. Blood was oozing out from under her cover up sweater and onto the couch. Feeling a little nervous for some unknown reason, Audra pulled a pillow to her chest, thinking it would help... Hide the stupidness of her choices. I should have stayed where I was, she thought before realizing she thought that, shut it out.

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Blue Jay smiled unsure as Blue Jay tousled her hair, but secretly she was contemplating Valentine's past. She hadn't really meant to read his mind, but to be honest, she couldn't help it. Reading people's minds wasn't something she could stop. Valentine's past seemed to untangle slowly. 'Cupcake' ((did they ever find out her real name?)) was also an interesting case. And as she brought a bunch of electrical mechanical junk out from a drawer, it suddenly dawned on her that something was seriously wrong, and that she didn't want either of them to find out.

While Valentine searched through the stuff she had pulled out, Blue Jay discreetly plucked a tissue from a box beside the bed and stuck the wad in her mouth. Then she pulled it out and wrapped a clean one around it (so Audra could hold it without being completely grossed out. Then she motioned her over and placed it in her hands. "stick it on your wound," she said, pushing her hands toward the red stain on her sweater. "trust me," she said, before nudging her back over to the couch.

After she got this collar off, if it could come off, she would likely take a shower, and load up on food. Speaking of which, she really needed to get something in her. Was she strong enough to stand up? Blue Jay started move, but then thought better off it. "Valentine? Is there any way I could get some food?" She asked. Remembering that 'Cupcake' was thinking earlier about frozen foods, Blue Jay spoke up again. "Look in the freezer. Maybe like, two frozen pizzas, and a 'tv dinner'?" she said. They look of amazement of how much food she wanted made Blue Jay explain. "I have to eat like twice the amount of an adult," she said.

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Audra bristled when Blue Jay pressed the tissue into her wounds, making her catch the stuff before it fell. Then listened to what the little has said to her: Trust me. Instead of going back to her spot, she turned to send the girl a look that was mixed between showing animosity and gratititude. Why should she trust the winged girl? Why should she even bother with them both? Audra turned back to her seat and lifted the torn part of her shirt, and pressed the uncovered tissue onto her wound. Her flesh took in the saliva, acting like a sponge momentarily. She flinched when the gash in her side started to tingle cold then warm as it melded back together. How odd.

Audra looked over at Blue Jay, and paused before thinking instead of saying the words. Thank you, Malyutka. She thought using the Russian word for "little one" which was spelled малютка in Russian. Her hands automatically went to the freezer door when she heard frozen food. "There is pizza, and theres more food stocked in the cabins for you to eat, but maybe one of you two can actually make food. "Make food" as in not burn it?" She held up a box of two extra-large pizzas that were frozen as she looked over at Blue Jay.

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Valentine selected a long strip of rubber from the supply kit, along with some jump leads and an inverter to hook up to a power point. He wrapped the piece of rubber around Blue Jay's neck, sliding it under the collar, separating the device from her skin and insulating it. He then attached the jump leads to the collar, putting several thousand volts through the device courtesy of the inverter; the steel ring sparked for a few moments, its lights pulsating, before, with a loud fizz, it shut off completely. Valentine pulled a pair of bolt cutters out of the supply kit and sliced through the collar like it was butter.

"All done," he said, smiling. "It's completely short-circuited. Every piece of electronics in there is fried. This same tactic works on everything from microwaves to alarms to jet fighters. Although don't try it with the latter - they have a tendency to blow up, and that's a hell of a mess to clean up."

He watched Blue Jay heal Audra, with a strange mixture of wonder and frustration. If he'd had Blue Jay before, he could have saved people. Saved Leo, for sure; maybe stopped Monica from turning against him. Wouldn't have done anything for Stephanie, though. That was his failure, and his alone.

"I can cook," he said, walking over to the fridge. "I sort of had to learn. My old girlfriend-" he paused. Was it right to have called her that? They'd never really discussed it officially. It had just happened. They'd been too busy running and fighting and killing to actually sort themselves out. Maybe if things had been different... no. He wouldn't dwell on that. Not in Blue Jay's presence. "-couldn't cook at all. Cooking became as much a survival skill as anything, given how unintentionally lethal her food tended to be," he finished, smiling at the memories.

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Audra listened to Valentine and heard the slight hesitation in his voice when he first spoke of an ex-girlfriend. Hmm, something to used against him if he were on the verge of trying to kill her. Odd how she found the flaws and cracks in people easily, but had difficulties admitting and discovering her own flaws. Maybe it was how she had been trained or spoken to like an expendable object. She placed the frozens pizzas on the little island, and not knowing what to do pulled out a notebook along with a pen and began to jot down funny ideas, words, pictures, basically doodling. "Okay, shef-povar, get to work and if you need help just ask." Audra continued with her doodling of diamonds and jewel necklaces that had seen or either stolen from many jewerly stores and rich folk.

Audra began to hum an unknown tune that sounded vaguely Russian.

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Valentine just shook his head, smiling a little, walking over to the kitchen and opening up the fridge, taking a look through. Mostly frozen food, with a few fresh ingredients that he could make use of. He'd probably have to get inventive.

"What do you two feel like?"

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Audra made a picture of Valentine, something of close resemblence to the man in the kitchen although... In the picture Valentine was hanging upside down from a cavern ceiling and below him was water, and stretching outwards was a kraken. It's tentacles reaching upwards, it's maw opened to show rings of jagged teeth with a beak like mouth opening and reaching for Valentine. Hah. She smirked, before quickly flipping the paper to start anew, but this drawing was of Blue Jay. She stopped to answer the shef-povar. "Nothing with onions. The last thing a soil-" She cut herself off and fixed her mistake. "The last thing a person needs after going through that, is cutting onions."

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((Very very sorry for my absence. Sadly, I think I might be leaving RPG for a while, and even if i do go on, it will be spotty at times and I can't be responsible for so many characters. Therefore, I am dropping every role-play, and starting a private role-play. That way, I don't have to worry about commitment, when I'm going to be on or off, etc. WHy, you ask? Because my life is hectic right now. In high school, Ive joined indoor percussion which reacquires sooo much commitment. Normally, I have weekends completely open. Instead i spend 12 hours away from my house. I am also in a School production of Seussical Jr. I got the female lead part which means I have to be to every practice. So, that combined with voice lessons on tuesdays, I have....um....no time for homework, let alone RPG. I won't close this role-play if you guys want to keep going, but I am dropping every role-play. I am very sorry. To make it up to you, I will put up one last plot changing post))

Blue Jay didn't really realize she had fallen asleep, that is, until she was woken by the smell of smoke. Blue Jay practically bounced out of bed, still low on food and practically hysterical. She felt exceedingly weak and she almost toppled over. The smell was not coming from the kitchen. (instead, the delightful smell of something cooking wafted from there) The smell was actually coming from the room she was in. Confused, Blue Jay got up and hurried to the kitchen, her mind whizzing. She didn't just smell smoke. She heard thoughts. Thoughts of people not in this room. Blue Jay ran to the fridge and literally shoved anything that would fit into her mouth right in, dismissing the both disgusted and puzzled looks and thoughts of the two preparing a meal. "Bomb" was all she could say, flapping open her wings and shoving with all her might on Valentine, pushing him toward the door.

before Valentine could say a word, she half ran, half flew into the other room, grabbing anything, gun wise, that she could carry. Plopping it at Valentine's feet, she said "we have about a minute" Blue Jay turned again and found a duffle bag and shoved any more equipment she could find, in. She grabbed a small handgun for herself. She didn't know what kind, and honestly didn't care as long as it had bullets in it. Again shoving both of them through the door, she sighed with relief as they made it out. FIve seconds to spare.

"Run," she said, before pushing her wings up and down, each flap pulling at her only recently healed injuries. She was still so fragile. However, once she cleared through the trees, her heart stopped. She literally paused mid-flap, fell, and then regained herself. Before her was something she wished to never see. Above her was the steady Whop, whop, whop, of huge, hulking helicopters, at least ten of them surrounding her. Below her was several dozens of cars. And in the front of all this was 10 Valentines. 10 killer machines. Why mutate some little kid to have wings when you could just make a Valentine?

Blue Jay gulped. Something painful erupted throughout her, and the world became black.

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((Anyone feeling like resurrecting a certain RP???? SOMEONE PLEASE SAY YES!!! :D))

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Ye! but sadly Zero Reaper hasn't been on since sometime mid august.

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Audra Hathaway

Audra tried not to stare as Blue Jay began stuffing her mouth with food. "Bomb." Audra didn't stiffen or let out a shocked gasp at the statement. She just tore her gaze from the little girl and watched as Blue Jay pushed Valentine to the door, and practically whizzing over to the far wall, throwing weapons in a duffel bag and dropping it at the Man's feet. This only happened in a matter seconds in Audra's head, but she followed the girl out into the sewer. "Run," Blue Jay then flew off down the tunnel. Audra sighed, muttering some very bad words under her breath. I'm guessing we're on our own. She thought to herself as she turned and began to jog away from where Blue Jay went, not caring if Valentine followed after Blue Jay or not. She was thinking and reacting just like she learned to do. Survive, no matter what.

After jogging nonstop for sometime, she turned a corner and along the wall was a ladder leading to the surface. Hesitating only a second, she climbed up and pushed the top open. She practically jumped out of the tunnel and into the alley.