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Dani Hunter

"Sure, I would love to lend you a hand. Unfortunately, I'm fresh out."

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a character in “Project Dragonfly || Remaster”, originally authored by Byte, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description




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“We all desire a life without hurting-- For our mind to stay frozen in that singular, purest state of ecstasy.”



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Art credit to - deadbear@DA



Playlist
You Need A Friend :: Frenzal Rhomb
Frozen :: Celldweller
Feelings :: The Offspring
I Hope You Die :: Bloodhound Gang
Shoot Him Down :: Alice Francis




Identity Code
F-04-1999-AU: 0-153

Aliases
Danielle "Dani" Hunter, Anodyne

Age
24

Gender
Female

Sexual Preference
Bisexual, although is strongly attracted to independent women.

Role
Medic

Career
Coroner and pathologist

Face Claim
Mayday :: OC by deadbear




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Art credit to - deadbear@DA



“What'd you expect, a wanna-be barbie doll? Pssh...”




Hair Color
A deep amaranth with vanilla-blonde highlights.

Eye Color
Russet-brown

Skin Tone
Beige

Height
5'3" :: 160 cm

Weight
93 lbs :: 42 kg

Appearance
Being a kid entirely used to fend for her own scraps in this godforsaken universe, Dani is somewhat fit and noticeably toned though not on a wholesome extravagance. And more on endurance than strength, really. But in all honesty, she looks the spitting image of the typical underfed college student/recent graduate-- budget-strained, baggy clothes, disinterested expression, and exhausted body language in all. Outside of the obvious... obviousness, she has a conspicuous wild mane of amaranth that is usually smothered under a mixture of flashy hats, caps and hoodies or other, a mesh of things that says she don't care much at all. That crucial first impression you get from her? It's probably right. But as far as things go, Dani isn't too hard to approach (and she's not too hard on the eyes, either). Just expressively unkempt and introvert-like, is all.

Other than all that, Dani quite evidently has a shaggy crop of hair where the side-bangs are kept at a sort of mid-length, and has slightly unnerving, typically bland brown eyes. She eerily smirks more than she smiles, and is a little frosty at the edges sometimes. She can be expressive sometimes, which seems awfully stiff and forced. Anyway, the dragonfly tattoo on her shoulderblade is devotedly hidden under a sloppy mess of bandages and band-aids, and a few fading jagged scars are carved on the expanse of her ribs. Nothing particularly special or noteworthy, but then again she's not very fond of being showy with the others -- hence, a reason for the drab garb of baggy clothes.




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“I'm not paid to kiss it all better-- So don't expect a gentle treatment just because you've got a boo-boo, sonny.”




Positive TraitsNegative Traits
DedicatedCynical
PerfectionistTardy
Level-headedBlunt
ExperiencedSarcastic
LoyalBrutish

Personality
A strange plethora of surprisingly colourful, but inevitably blandly shaded attributes that make Dani both impressive and unimpressive at the same bloody time. While it would be misinformative to dub her a misanthrope and pessimist, her callous and disinterested nature in the face of everything this bleak existence has to offer usually forces skewed expectations on anyone anywhere in- or near her social circle. However, Dani may be a lot of things, but she's definitely not hard to figure out: She treats everyone more or less the same, as long as they extend the same manners to her.

In a friendship or similar relation, Dani is fairly down-to-earth and casually witty; not the least bit serious. However you will find that she enforces a specific five-foot pole distance, which is as much a quirk as a defensive mechanism to withhold others from getting in contact with her powers. Because she is somewhat careful with the usage of her powers, Dani usually deals with favours if it all-- and that's only if she likes you. This kid will not stage fight willy-nilly if she can help it, it is well out of her comfort zone.

A few words of wisdom, Dani is insurmountably skeptical of favours unless she asks for one. She deals very poorly with compliments which more often than not cause her to raise a single, disbelieving eyebrow. Last but not least, people shouldn't expect Dani to go soft on them just because they're her patient. In fact, Dani makes it a point to be as rough as she possibly can without causing them to pass out from the pain.




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“Do you always ask people for a how-to, or is being a nosy cunt the only way you can get your jollies?”




LikesDislikes
Coffee, black no sugarClever clogs/narrow-minded people
Sarcasm/wit/humourHigh-strung, duty-fulfilling individuals
Unconditional warmth from peopleHeadaches/pain of any kind
Doing things at her own paceWasting time
Plentiful spaceExpectations and blind optimism
Performing autopsiesCigarette smoke
Unpredictability (challenges and people)Intrusiveness

Phobias
Impractical and unnecessary at best, Dani persistently claims to have about as much fear as she has care, which has proven to be true on many occasions. Apathy doesn't leave a whole lot of room to be afraid of anything. That being said, complete psychopathic nut-balls and, on a lesser note, brawny grunts do unnerve her more than she likes to admit. Being the size of an ant compared to most people makes it difficult not to be aware that there are plentiful people capable of lifting you up with their pinkie-toe. Dani also seems to be particularly phobic of physical contact and excessively gracious people.

Hobbies
For her self-entertainment, Dani actually partakes in many hobbies that require to participation of others. She isn't too shabby at competitive games-- digital or otherwise, and wouldn't refuse the opportunity to play alongside a potential challenging individual, granted that they don't get to comfy and social. She has also recently taken it upon herself to brush up a decent level of skill in hacking, and occasionally inquires Olsen about some tips and tricks whenever they got the time to spare.




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“I know of fifty-two ways to administer pain to your body, and keep you awake to feel every single excruciating sting.”




Strengths
Dani was forcefully, although somewhat willingly, taught an abundance of medical and surgical practices and has become a fairly accomplished doctor. Aside from that, Dani has trained in hand-to-hand combat and knows a couple of torture techniques that, in conjunction with her power and medical knowledge, make her a useful asset whenever the team needs credible information post-haste. She has also recently gotten into acquiring a sufficient level of skill in hacking, although she isn't a quarter the expert Olsen is for sure.

Weaknesses
On the other hand, Dani is most certainly not a powerhouse-assassin. Her short, flimsy stature isn't fit to succeed in a frontal assault and she's very aware of that, nor is she an individual who would sneak around when it doesn't seem necessary. To be frank, she fails on most, if not all aspects of a proper assassin. Safe for maybe a jack-of-all-trades level in quickly capturing and tranquilizing subjects without accidentally killing them in the midst of an adrenaline rush. On top of that, Dani is content with doing things at her own pace during a contract if she obliges to participate at all, More often than not causing large frustration for her colleagues.




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You might be desperate for a sedative, but I'm not desperate enough to deal with a migraine-bombing the magnitude of a Hiroshima-nuke.”




Power
Dani possesses the uncanny ability to release her own neural impulses into others via physical contact. By doing so, she is free to force the body of her victims to accurately recreate the physical and mental reaction to certain emotions. To elaborate, Dani can force various states, such as anxiety, happiness, depression and a long list of other "feelings" in order to subdue her victims and make them easier to persuade. Another quality this ability possesses, and what is perhaps Dani's most commonly used feat, is the ability to numb the nerves and effectively suppress pain of any kind -- Of course, with the added effect that the subject will feel excessive... happiness, similar to a sedative drug. Last, but definitely not least, is perhaps a more gruesome attribute and a direct coin-flip from the previous application: The ability to cripple. To force victims to feel actual pain, while no injury or damage is given to the body. Effective, and leaves no clear trace of what actually killed the subject.

Weaknesses
Headaches :: Dani is prone to violent headaches regardless of usage, but is usually just tired/mentally strained on a typical day. Nothing severe, but migraines are a bitch to deal with, especially ones that won't simmer down no matter how many pills you scarf down.

Contact :: As stated before, Dani requires physical, skin-on-skin contact to use her ability. Even a sliver of fabric, or any foreign- or non-organic substance for that matter completely neutralizes and makes any transferal ineffective.

Limited Targets :: Dani can only subdue one person at a time, or at least so she believes. After all, why push beyond your capabilities when it isn't wanted or needed? However, she is quite certain that her control wavers with more than one subject, let alone what such a straining on her powers may do to her own well-being.




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“You ready for an ass-grabbing so hard that you'll walk around with a permanent wedgie?”




History
Quite frankly, Dani has a great chemistry with Dragonfly and its devotion to make every single freakazoid birth a potential sacrificial-pawn in their plans to take over the world and everything. Yep, a great chemistry alright, in the sense that she hopes they dissolve in acid. No, Dani's loyalties lie with them if only for the fact that she hasn't got any other place to go, you may thank to messiah-tastic government for that yet again. Can't believe they didn't just go ahead and brainwash her as well. Y'know, literally erase any existence of her family instead of just capping them in the head and call it another productive day at work. Fucking cunts.

Not that Dani remembers much of her parents, she was only about three years old until the project swept her up like they did with so many special children. Taken to that dreaded training camp in order to master your anomaly, your mutation, your oh-so special talent. And if you did well in class, and didn't burn the whole place down because you weren't submissive enough, you got a big fat stamp on your shoulder that made you an official military-dog. You were finally part of your real family, the Dragonflies. Come on! Spread your wings! Go wherever you like! As long as you don't think of snapping our necks, you're as free as a bird in a gilded cage. Choo-choo, all aboard the fucking fun train.

No, Hell-fucking-no. It wasn't fun, it was complete and utter bat-shit on a sandwich baloney that made your life seem much more colourful than it was. Rosy cheeks, sunny days and grins-and-smiles all day long to hide the obvious fact that everything in your life was as bleak as a black-and-white photograph. Yep, Dani has some shit to complain about, but wisely chooses to keep quiet and go with the flow because she doesn't feel liquidation is a must-have on her bucket-list of things to do before she seizes to be. Besides, what else would she do? It's not like you could go into business-school once you've mastered several means to break someone without murdering them on the first try.

Elaborate stories aside, it would be a lie if Dani said she hates this life. While clearly forced down her throat like vegetables in a toddler's gob, she doesn't hate having to distribute medical care, she doesn't hate performing autopsies and subsequently forge the deaths of any dead Dragonfly victims that may or may not make their appearance on her autopsy table. Their freedom may be limited, but so long as she isn't tied with a ball and chain Dani will bow to Dragonfly Project's every whim... for now.



So begins...

Dani Hunter's Story

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It was a quiet Saturday morning, more like time for lunch but since Vincent had not felt like getting out of bed when he woke up the first time he was still in there. It was not because he was tired, it was more like his whole body was protesting so he was not that urged to move. He felt a bit bruised, most likely because he had got a bit beaten up at yesterday’s mission. Still there was no bruise to be found on his body, it was only a play of his mind - since he was aware of the fact that he had gotten extreme amounts of metal in him. The part that was the worst was getting them out of the healed wounds however, because that was not something the body did by itself and sometimes the projectiles do get stuck in there. The operations to get them out was not something Vincent would recommend to anyone. It was mostly ripping the metal out of his body before the opening had closed up again. And now he felt exhausted after spending the first hours of the night on the operation table.

But after a couple of more moments of hiding his face in the softness of the pillow he crawled out of bed like a sloth. When he was done stretching out his stiff body, waking up the somewhat completely naked body before he even consider dressing himself. But hey, it was his room and no one was allowed to enter it like he avoided to enter the other rooms as well.

As the body started to loosen up he stepped over to his closet and started to dress up. But the only thing he actually put on was his usually black jeans while he only took out a white t-shirt and the leather jacket so he could carry them with him out of the room. Sure they shared a big house, these so called "siblings", but no there wasn't bathrooms attached to every room and that was why Vincent walked around bare chested inside the house without even the slightest shame.

It wasn't a long way from his room to one of the bathrooms and when he was inside he took that much needed shower before dressing up completely. As he left the room he couldn't help but notice that someone had tampered with the decor so as he walked pass it he fixed it. It had to look like it usually did, no exception. When done he went down the stairs and even if there was people around the house he didn't bother with greeting them, like the nice and friendly person he was. He just walked inside the living room over to the bookshelf and started to inspect the content. Controlling that it still was the way he had left them before going away on the mission, this was not his books it was those the whole family shared. Or you could call it a cover and things the organization had left them so that they had things to play around with when they weren't working. But in Vincent’s mind all of these was his and his only. No one could screw up his order, he had made it all so pretty.

But he had no intention to read anything this day, just check that Flynn hadn’t been there touching Vincent’s books. No, he had something else to do today. Gardening. The garden had looked dreadful yesterday when they came home, at least in Vincent’s opinion. Other than that Vincent also believed that he had been indoors for too long by now - in his opinion. As long as it wasn't too sunny outside he preferred to be outdoors anyway, more space between him and the other's then. More space for him to be alone in. Inside the house it was almost impossible not to have people breathing down his neck if not being locked up inside his personal room, which wasn’t too fun after a while.

As he walked out through the door he glanced slightly upwards, a cloudy day. A perfect day. He walked over to the shed to collect the things he needed before he crouched down beside his favorite flowerbed, the one with the reddest roses of them all, and started to work.

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“Well... Someone's got to dance to daddy's whims, I guess. Joy...


With a look not unlike disgust, Dani sauntered through the hallway of the Hunter house in order to make do with her usual chores for the day; thoughts swaying somewhere between “Fuck this shit” and “Could be worse”. She wasn't exactly thrilled at the prospect of having to spend the afternoon cleaning last night's mess left behind because a certain someone didn't think that dodging shit was a viable option, and instead acted as the human bullet-sponge which, predictably enough, resulted in Dani's post-mission affair include a lovely game of metal scavenging – That she didn't even get to make money off of (Selling blood-ridden scrap. Bit conspicuous, that.). Really, was it too much to ask not having to play doctor?

'Right... Guess not then.' Dani mock sighed her own cynical thought, it was better to let it all slide before she'd began to question if everyone wasn't just being careless to make her job that much more gruelling. Or maybe she was just being her usual self again. It was hard to tell at times. Right, she should probably get to work. Wouldn't want the big boss-man to get wind of her slacking on the job again... 'Not to mention the condescension.' Flynn was good at that, apparently.

And so, after a moment of struggling to undo the lock, Dani walked into the dimly lit room and began her typical routine pretending to be busy in case Dad came to have a look.

She really did not feel like cleaning...

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Character Portrait: Iris Character Portrait: Edward Character Portrait: Dani Hunter Character Portrait: Vincent Character Portrait: Persephone Character Portrait: Olsen
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“Alright Pops, I got it covered, you know I do. You’ll have your papers on the printer in ten minutes. Aie, Deactivate. Anything else I should know?”

“No, that’s it. I will come back later if I need some help with anything else,” Even as he spoke Flynn had to think about it. There wasn’t anything more, right? No, he had already taken care of the things he wanted to take care of. Or… yes he had. If there was anything more he had already forgotten about it. So it couldn’t be that important.

“And hey, back off with your cleanliness shit. I hear you’re driving the kids mad.” Flynn was already by the door when Olsen pointed that out and that comment, out of the blue, it made Flynn chuckle. He just found it funny, like some sort of joke. He couldn’t take it seriously coming from Olsen. But it wasn’t a mean laughter in any way, it came from the heart. The heart of some sort of father figure.

“What are you talking about? Back of? Cleanliness shit?
He chuckled once more while shaking his head, “Olsen… You disappoint me, how can you say something like that? I remember when you were younger and used to clean your room as well. I understand that you want to be the kid’s friend and all that but I’m not here to be a friend. And once they’ve understood that I’m the one in charge I will continue to have rules and demand that they are followed.”

After his little speech he gave Olsen a small nod as a goodbye before leaving the room. He needed to get back to his office and take a look at those new papers. See what the mission was about. And then let Edward take a look at them. Yeah, so much to do all the time. No time to rest at all. But the kids played around, well, there was nothing wrong with letting them play around a little bit. They were still kids after all.

Once inside his office he sat down in the huge armchair once more and picked up the printed papers. As he glanced through them he relaxed, it seemed to be an easy mission this time. Nothing too complicated. They could definitively do this without any setbacks.

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The first mission
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Dragonfly's servers has been infiltrated by a hacker, they don't know if or how much
information the hacker has gained access to. The location has been located, the Hunters need
to infiltrate their hiding spot and capture this person alive. After that you will have to
download all the information they have on their computers, take anything of interest in the
house. This needs to be done with uttermost carefulness. No one shall know that you were
in there. When you are done delete everything from the computers. Destroy the hard drives,
no one shall ever know what was on there but Dragonfly.
Now it's up to the Strategist/Analyst to come up with a fitting plan that will work.
Good luck and succeed with your mission. Failure is not accepted.
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“Sorry Dad. Unless you've got a medium on-hand, this one ain't sayin' much...”

“Capture target, destroy evidence.”

Didn't sound too difficult. Among the misfit gang assigned to kick ass and take names, Dani was usually the exception rather than the rule. Usually preferred a more subtle role over anything involving poking 'round inside the enemy base and nicking whatever was on Dragonfly's laundry list, but... well, this was another one of those missions where finesse was the less brutal option. Kept the target alive and breathing anyway, and Dani fit that niche perfectly. 'Or, y'know, teach the kids not to go kill-crazy.', but apparently that was a concept Dragonfly didn't teach the halfwit front liners of the family. Not that she was gonna judge. Bad karma and all that...

From the outside, the apartment didn't look too suspicious. Run of the mill, probably rental so it was a bit run down (although given this guy's background maybe that was reason to raise some brows). One window appeared to have been smashed open, which caused Dani to approach the building with similar caution like that one time they'd been given orders to infiltrate some rich posh's villa; back glued to the walls and one hand ready to zap anyone alive, her eyes darting back and forth between every viable ambush spot.

Glancing through the open window it was a bit difficult to make out the details. She could make out a few things closer to the window, like a couch and several crushed soda cans littered around but everything else seemingly blurred into a shadowy mess. Shifting a little to lift the window upward in order to inspect the inside, Dani simultaneously beckoned for the rest of the gang to follow suit. It was quiet, so it didn't seem like there'd be much opposition to fight. And if there were, they were damn good in hide and seek.

Further inspection once inside yielded several conclusions of opened drawers, tables turned over and smashed chairs. The lamp had been crushed to bits, 'So much for seeing a fucking thing...' and the door was hanging on its hinges. Seemed someone had beaten the Hunters to the punch, either that or this slum house was indeed a slum house. “I'll check the other rooms, see if I've missed anything here” Dani muttered to her colleagues before walking through the hall and searching every nook and cranny for any hints on where this hacker may have kept his stash.

Somewhere, somehow Dani hoped for the best. Given the fact that this one managed to hack into Dragonfly's network and snag some of that precious data, she figured they were still catching a life one and could go about their day with a happy Pappa Flynn giving his sarcastic praises. The deliberating thought? Well, deep down Dani didn't really care what was gonna be popping 'round the corner. But still felt like she had to brace herself for the worst when she pushed open the last door and flicked the light switch.

The result? A wholehearted 'Fuck.', though that's arguably putting it lightly. The room had welcomed the medic with the rotten stench of death, accompanying the viscera that lay before her swimming in crimson puddles Dani correctly guessed to be blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out that this bloke had been offed. And not exactly in the nicest way either. Blood decorated every available surface, painting a gruesome picture of the man's last moments (although Dani was kind of used to this by now she couldn't help but wince momentarily at the thought of how this man died). One wall had a curious blood splatter, leaving several distinct clean spots between the marks suggesting something had been hanging there but was removed after...

Another wall had been vandalized with a weird circle-like drawing out of blood, though Dani couldn't really find any significant meaning behind it. “Yo! Vince! A hand, please?” She shouted before approaching the computer to see what remained of its contents. Although it was quite obvious that whoever did all this, was probably clever enough to clean up something at least...

“I hate days like this...”

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What a quiet night. Nice even. Vincent had never been a fan of long car rides with his family, but the whole mission thing was always enjoyable. Even if he didn’t have a part in plan A, the one without violence and confrontation. He just had to wait for plan B, the one where the hacker fought back and he got to play. Ow, he was just waiting on the outside. Leaning against the wall beside the window, waiting for something to happen. The view was nice though, the moon however over the city like a big eye. Watching everyone. Kind of like Dragonfly. What a scary thought.

Everything was fine, everything was quiet. Even boring. Vincent was starting to lose interest, to lose focus, it was a late night so he should already gone to bed by now. He was starting to fall asleep where he stood and guarded the exit, yawning constantly as well. Just as his eyes started to feel heavy and he started to nod off there was a sound, a voice in his ear. A single word, but it made him regain focus immediately. Opening his eyes and glancing towards the window, Fuck?

He couldn’t hear fighting or shouting from the inside. But what had made Dani respond like that? Oh, perhaps the hacker wasn’t home. But that didn’t make sense either, why would Edward choose this night if that was the case? Edward usually never was wrong when it came to these kind of stuff. Yeah the whole situation confused Vincent. It seemed so strange, well that was until he suddenly heard someone calling his name from the inside, “Yo! Vince! A hand, please?” And inside his ear. Leaving behind a ringing tone and a headache.

So he stepped inside, it was dark. Not that surprising. But as he walked through the apartment he seemed to furrow his eyebrows more and more. Things was gathered on the floor, drawers was left open. This was not professional. This was not the Dragonfly style, he couldn’t understand why his companions would do something like that. Were they crazy? No one was supposed to know that someone had been in here and just happened to kidnap the guy who owned the apartment. People was supposed to believe that he had just disappeared, vanished, moved on. According to their information he was a loner so that wouldn’t be that surprising. But this, no one would be fooled.

But as he moved around in the rubble, there was this hint in the air. A smell. A stench even, of death. Vincent remembered it. He had smelled it so many times before. But this time… it wasn’t supposed to smell of death this time. The closer he got to the source the stronger the smell got, if he wasn’t used to it he would probably be feeling sick by now. Because… it smelled bad. Like the dead thing had been lying in here for a while, in the heat. It smelt of decomposition.

And sure enough that was just what Dani had responded to, once he found her he found her beside the corpse… no mess left of the man. “Oh man… Is that? Yeah, it probably is…”

Once the initial shock had subsided he slowly shook his head while dragging the hand over the neck, “So… What do we do now? I guess we need to pick the pieces left of the computer and bring them to Olsen? See if he can find anything.” The others should have heard the whole conversation, they should had picked up on the smell as soon as Dani had opened the door. So even if the earlier statements was directed towards Dani Vincent continued to talk, without even moving an inch of his body. The small microphone picked up on the sound anyway and sent it to all the others earphones of the team, even Edward and Olsen who still was in the main house. “The dude is dead. Murdered. Should we clean up the mess and do some tests on the? Because well… the way he’s been dumped here will raise some eyebrows. People will be too interested in the case. Should we perhaps set the apartment on fire as well? Erase all fingerprints or something? I don’t know what to do.” Even if this was a major setback Vincent still kept his composure, he didn’t need to work himself up over this. No, the best way to handle the situation was to stay calm and collected. And figure out a way to get back on track and make something out of this mess.

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He hated quiet. If it is quiet for too long, you will be consumed by your own thoughts. A little bit of noise to liven things up won't hurt anyone. Maybe this whole thought-string was because of the harbinger of destruction known as silence. Silence also leads to slumber, which puts you at the mercy at your own mind. In things people call dreams. The only thing that kept Edward awake was the many cups of coffee that he has consumed, with 5 sugars and 6 creamers deposited in each cup.

In came to a surprise that they decided to do the deal and execute the person in question. After looking through Dani's eyes, he was rather disgusted. "Oh...There goes breakfast." It seemed a feast for the eyes as blood filled every surface, hopefully the little ones didn't catch a glimpse at this revolting image. Edward changed to his second setting and surveyed the area, it seemed to be too dark to see, only a few lights distinguished dark from darker.

"No need to cause a scene. Collect some bits and pieces for our friend Olsen, but don't burn the apartment. Fire will cause a scene and alert our enemies and innocents that we have arrived, if not already. If someone is going to stumble upon this,The Dragonflies will be 100 miles away from it. Collect the body for some tests and report back to the house immediately. Be ready to engage in combat as they might already know we are here." A rather lengthy response to Vincent's question. Being this far from the mission, using a speaker was a doubled-edged sword. Edward was, of course, safe, but the other dragonflies might not be with the lack of a person.

As the mission, at least on Edward's part, was concluded. He downed the last cup and picked up his new textbook. Taking a seat in his desk. He always wanted to learn Korean, Kim Jong-un was his favorite Asian dictator after-all. The doorbell rang, which scrambled his thoughts, just in time for him to suffer a side effect of his power, which in turn, made him fall off his chair. "젠장 (jen-jang)" Edward cursed. After a long trek, he finally met his destination of his bed and laid down. A sigh of relieve followed by a groan of pain.

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It wasn't long before the door was answered, however the one standing in the doorway wasn't the old man he was expecting, but rather a young blonde girl. She politely asked him whether there was something she could help him with. "Yes, would Flynn Hunter happen to be at home?" He asked the girl while laying in that Bavarian accent. It couldn't even be a second after he had finished his question when the old man appeared behind the girl, and reaffirmed that he was indeed at the right address. "Then you must be sir Flynn. Would it be possible to move our conversation inside?" He asked still upholding the accent.

As he walked into the house his mind already pondering what could have gone wrong, after all those eyes didn't lie, the disappointment was laid thick within those eyes, as was the worry. Did the target escape, are the operatives still alive, was the target still in possession of the computer, did they accidentally kill the target? When Flynn explained that he could no longer perform his assigned task, he sighed and assumed either the first or last possibility was true. "So what is the current situation? I presume you mean the target is either dead, or has escaped. But the actual assignment I was given was simply 'Unearth all culprits.' Which given that there is no subject to interrogate, could mean this is going to be a long mission." He said as he followed Flynn to his office.

It only took a glance at one of the button camera's in the blood splattered room to make his previous question obsolete."Mein Gott." Aldrich said as he took a second look at the camera's in that room. A laptop smashed to bits, more blood splatter than a torture chamber and a mangled corpse in the process of decaying. Aldrich rushed to the installed mic as he saw hands reach for pieces of the smashed laptop. "Don't touch anything!" He yelled into the mic. No matter how he looked at this, it felt like at least part of the scene was set up.

"I want every single square meter of this house, and especially the blood soaked room, on tape before any of you move a single piece of evidence." They didn't have the luxury of being able to just quarantine the house, letting whoever made that mess know they were on his trail didn't feel like a particularly smart idea, leaving the only option of having them walk around the entire house look at everything with their eyes and their camera's. The devil would be in the details, miss one piece of the puzzle and you'll never solve it. "This would certainly be an interesting puzzle" Aldrich thought as he watched carefully at what the camera's showed him, pointing out things he'd want to see in more detail or on different angles.

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“Sorry, I don't conform to Lemming-status kiddo. Ask Eddy for the details if you're bothered.”

'Well, duh...' The situation wasn't as dire as the boss-man thought it was, or perhaps Dani was just blind to the bigger picture (and, frankly, didn't care to see) that the uncovered Dragonfly files were still missing. Not that it bothered her too much, served the organization right for being the way they were. Bunch of assholes going around covering shit up someone was going to find eventually anyway. But the medic would never dare speak of such extremes out loud, really, and, to be fair, probably didn't want to given how hypocritical it sounded in all.

Right, moving on...

With orders received, Dani opted to began to inspect the left over tech in order to discern the inevitable and take out the hard-drive for Olsen to crack. He was good at that sorta thing and made another good excuse to spy on the master-at-work for... obvious reasons. Crouching in front of the screen, Dani was about to take an observational glance for any would-be entrances until someone felt the need to order the ragtag bunch around. Clearly this was his first day at work...

Now, Dani by and large was never much a fan of Edward's bossy comments, so when some unknown twatty cake bloke attempted to lead the charge and shout demands all over the place she was, perhaps, the last person to comply willingly and instead offered a passing: “Guess I missed to post-it about getting a new plaything in the family?” Because, y'know, it was hard not to notice this one wasn't a regular (the thick accent gave it away, probably).

“Anyway, don't panic or anything... but I've got this.” And, Dani being... well, Dani, without so much as a please, resumed her murmuring on the computer; meanwhile passing a judgmental glance at Vincent, silently scolding whichever kid got access to the mic.

Surely the boss wouldn't take these orders on board, right?

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"No need to cause a scene," Alright then. If that was what Edward thought was the best idea Vincent could accept it. Even if he still was a bit concerned about the fact that they could have left some sort of DNA evidence behind. Like a strain of hair. But since no one else believed that something like that would happen there was no need to argue about it. "Be ready to engage in combat as they might already know we are here."

"What? They? Who are you talking about? The ones that killed the guy?" Did Edward think that someone was waiting for them? Was this all a trap? Holy crap, what if this is a trap? And they just walked straight into it! Even if Vincent didn't want to he could feel his pulse raising as he made himself jumpy, staring around in the room. He even walked over to the window and as he reached out his glove covered hand to separate the blinds something made him stop immediately, a new voice. One he had never heard before spoke inside the small ear piece.

The first thought was simply This is it, this is the end. He was so sure that the guy was one of those that belonged to that They that Edward had mentioned. Who else could it be? Neither of them had gotten any information about someone new joining them. Vincent was sure that they had been hacked, it was so obvious. Or maybe not... It was not like the guy on the other side made any types of threats or demands. Or he did demand things, but not something that could be expected of the culprits, right? No, Vincent had no clue by this point. He could feel the thoughts bounce around his head in hyper speed. Why was it one of these types of missions? He wanted to punch someone so bad at this point.

After a couple of deep breathes and a unhappy look from Dani Vincent collected himself again, somewhat, "Who are you?! And how are you able to access our devices? A hacker?" Dani's comment about a new family member had entered one ear and went out through the other. "If you are one of those who killed this guy you are extremely stupid! Wait... what..? Don't disturb the scene? Who the fuck are you?! Don't give us orders! Just collect the things Edward told us about so we can leave this place before someone notices us. This was supposed to be an in and out mission! We can't stay much longer."

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It didn't exactly take long for a response from the field agents to come back at him. Though he had expected some resistance, he hadn't expected something on this level. While one of them appeared to just go on with her business, whom Aldrich presumed was the source of the female voice, given the few identifying features visible through the camera(or that was a guy with surprisingly feminine hands). At least she seemed to be respecting the no touching he had asked for. Another voice, who he figured was the one who's camera was having some severe issues of motion blur, seemed more than a tad paranoid, and very on edge. Something told him he wasn't the brightest of the bunch, but then again sometimes brute force is the best solution. His reaction, his panic, if it weren't a mission Aldrich wouldn't have bothered holding his laughter.

It took a few seconds for Aldrich to regain composure to the point where he'd feel confident that he won't shoot into laughter right the moment he tries to open his mouth. "Take it easy, I'm just from the intelligence branch, codename M-07-2002-DE: 4061. Given your reaction and the warm welcome I found at the doorstep you weren't briefed that someone from my department would be coming." He hoped saying this much would at least calm down the currently panicking operative. Maybe it was just him, but it seemed quite strange for a field operative to react with such a degree of panic, even a rookie should have had enough training to not go full tilt from something like this. Aldrich took a moment to glance at Flynn and sighing quite audibly. "At any rate back to the mission. Indeed it was supposed to be in in and out mission, unfortunately for the both of us, it no longer is, it now is an investigation. So we'll need any information we can pull from the scene, and I wish there was another option. But with this much visual data to process in a scene we can't quarantine putting as much as possible on disks in the only solution." He said trying to not come off too lecturing. It certainly was annoying, as Aldrich thought more and more about it, the report he would have to write grew. Not to mention the fact that some evidence could be lost during the purge he'd have to request for the location, too much risk that something there could trace back to dragonfly and be found during a police investigation.

Only giving the operatives on the other end of the line a couple of seconds to process what he had just said Aldrich proceeded to give them his analysis of the situation. "So here's what I make of the scene. You all arrived well after the target had died, none of your fault that's on central, and while I can't say what killed him I'm pretty sure they took their time killing him. Meaning they had plenty of time to prepare an ambush or something along those lines. Yet when I look at how you guys move around it doesn't look like you've stumbled upon traps. Which likely means they haven't bothered with that, furthermore since you haven't been noticed there wasn't an ambush. Nor will one come, turning on the light in that room would have been any would be attackers signal. Doesn't mean they might not be waiting to follow you all back home, might need to be wary of that." He said in a tone and manner similar to someone trying his damnest to figure out a complex riddle.

"The blood-painting..." He continued. "... The state of the laptop and the body leave me to believe that the attackers didn't care about us hunting after them, perhaps you could even say they want us to try and hunt them down. However seeing as there are quite a few potential red herrings, they do not seem keen on actually being found. So, are the field agents done with their panic attack and ready to live up to that last name of yours? Or do I have to hope I catch the needle in a haystack while looking through your cam's?" Ending his train of thoughts with a rather uncharacteristically mild jab as he rubbed his temples. Headaches and jetlag certainly aren't a nice combination.

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Keep yourself calm man... Don't freak out. Come on, you've done this shit for ages. You know how it is. Everything don't work out fine. Sometimes everyone screws up. This is nothing, the new guy is nothing. Don't freak out, you're better than this Vincent. And now you're talking to yourself... Great. Without even thinking it through first Vincent smacked himself in the head, feeling nothing. But it made the spinning line of thoughts get quiet. Instead he just stood there, staring blankly at the wall painting as the new person continued to speak, ending his introduction.

After the new males introduction a familiar deep raspy voice spoke in his ear, Papa Flynn, "Yes, I'm deeply sorry for not being able to inform you about Aldrich's arrival beforehand. It caught me a bit off guard as well when Dragonfly informed me that they had changed their mind when it comes to the interrogation, Aldrich was supposed to lead it. As you all know, you were supposed to handle it by yourself from the beginning. But because of some circumstances they changed their mind. When I heard about this you all had already left the house."

It sounded like bullshit. Vincent was sure that Flynn had known about this Aldrich guy's arrival long before the group had left the building. He had just forgot or chosen not to tell them about it. Vincent put his money on the first option, because he couldn't see why Flynn would choose not to tell them such important details. It wasn't like him. But was anything like usual today? Nope. Vincent didn't even need to look around at the bloody mess to draw that conclusion, he could just continue to stare at the circle on the wall.

"At any rate back to the mission. Indeed it was supposed to be in in and out mission, unfortunately for the both of us, it no longer is, it now is an investigation. So we'll need any information we can pull from the scene, and I wish there was another option. But with this much visual data to process in a scene we can't quarantine putting as much as possible on disks in the only solution."

True, Vincent could perhaps admit that the guy was right to some degree. Even if he didn't put much at risk, he was just sitting in their home or something. While they had to work in this dump. So it was easy for him to act all high and mighty over there. Someone should punch him, Vincent would definitively volunteer for that. "So we're just supposed to take a stroll around the apartment to give you more visual data before taking the samples from what's left of the body? And what's left of the computer as well."

And the guy kept on talking and talking some more. He was talking for ages. But while he was doing that Vincent took his time moving slowly as he could while he inspected the room. Giving this douchebag the shitty video footage he wanted. The more the guy spoke the less Vincent thought of him. The more annoying he got. But even if Vincent could admit to imagining how great it would feel to just smack the guy in the face the guy was still somewhat right. If this was a trap they probably would be in a bigger mess by now.

When the guy was done speaking Vincent moved around for a little while more until he believed he had covered every inch of the room, “So are you happy with the footage now? Can we just take the samples and be on our way? If we’re being watched at this point by those who did it we probably should split up and take separate routes back. Because if you are going to keep us here forever how are we even supposed to hunt these people down, they are clearly teasing us. Just like you said, the drawing on the wall and everything else indicate that they know something. In my opinion this is an invitation to play cat and mouse.”