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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 22, 2016 21:12:19 GMT -5
(Okie sorry about my response x3) There was a tall man there. He had a briefcase and was wearing an incredibly pristine suit. He scowled slightly at Ryder, lifting his nose up to glare at the assassin as if he was higher than him. "Good day assassin." He said, but as if it was only a formality. "I have come to speak with Miss Valentine about the job she was supposed to perform for me yesterday." He narrowed his eyes, "my sources say that she came to this -" He was cut off as one of the men behind him collapsed suddenly, the glint of a knife sticking out the back of his skull. His partner jumped but was met with the same fate. The man at the door turned around just as Ana dropped down from the front of the roof. "Sorry, friend." Ana nodded to Ryder, just as she jumped at the man with the briefcase, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him back towards where his car was. She didn't sound happy. Lucy, who had come down from the stairs was standing at the bottom, squeezing the rail. SHe had not seen the men fall, but it was still quite scary seeing an assassin drag another man away. (Meeeehhh I don't like how I wrote this ) -- Natalia chuckled quietly. "Maybe!" She called back, eyes still never leaving the screen.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 23, 2016 12:35:33 GMT -5
(Don't be. Mine needed clarification. XD And your reply is fine to me. ) Ryder was more amused by the sight in front of him more than he was worried. "Do you mind telling me what is going on here?" he called after Ana. "Because I was so rudely woken up by your 'friends' of yours." ~* Dallas was gone for maybe twenty five minutes before he was back. He had found food, but he hadn't gone to any place special. When he left, he had been his normal, confident self, yet when he entered the room, that energy had left his body. His face was drained of color and a fever was starting to grow under his skin. What a great time to get sick, he thought. "Back," he muttered, setting the food down on the table. The man took a moment to lean against the table, his vision starting to swim. "Do we have any cold or flu medicine?" (Now I'm apologizing for my post. That was a little weird to write.)
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 23, 2016 20:07:09 GMT -5
Ana had pinned the frightened businessman to the car that he had arrived in. He looked startled and frightened. Pulling the keys of the car, Ana sealed him in by closing the door with his tie inside. Ana watched him as she took a could of steps back, nodding towards some of the trees that surrounded the house. "There were two snipers. Probably ready to shoot whoever opened the door down in an instant. I found them setting up while I was tree jumping and took them out. Dunno what he wanted, probably looking for me because of the mission that I skipped out on yesterday." She looked behind him at Lucy who jumped at her sudden attention. Ana nodded to her, "G'morning miss." She smiled at her, before turning her attention back to Ryder. "I'll be off for the day. I'll check around and make sure that we don't have any other unexpected guests." She turned back towards the car. "See you!"
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Natalia looked over at him, eyebrows furrowing at his change in voice. She didn't realise that a small food run would be able to tire him out so quickly. "I think I have some in my bag yeah," Nat responded as she moved over to dig through the contents. She eyed him as she did so, frowning. Finally, she pulled out a sheet of the pills and stepped back over to him, studying him cautiously. "What brought this on?" She asked softly, "you were fine when you left."
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 23, 2016 21:06:02 GMT -5
Ryder was shaking his head as she explained. "Well, I'm glad you found them before Lucy headed outside with here," He said. "Next time, though, let me know if this is happening again. I can still help you dispatch a few snipers when I'm injured."
He raised a hand in farewell, gave a final head shake, then closed the door. "Welcome to my world," he commented as he walked over to Lucy. "Danger around every corner. I'm sorry you've been dragged into it."
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Dallas slowly shook his head, trying not to add to his dizziness. "I don't know. One minute I'm fine, and the next, my body's aching like it does when I get a cold," he muttered.
He pulled out the water bottle he had taken with him, half empty. Taking the pills, he popped one out before washing it down with a chug of water. "Ugh, this is not a good time to get sick," he groaned, running a hand over his face.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 23, 2016 21:36:43 GMT -5
Lucy moved to embrace him, pressing her head into his chest. "IS that why you left?" She asked, "because you were in danger?"
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Natalia seemed satisfied that he took the pills and she moved back over to the computer. "Have a rest. I'll be right to keep monitoring this. If we have to go in deeper I don't want you fainting on me." She sent him a quick look, her eyebrows still furrowed together in her concern.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 23, 2016 21:53:12 GMT -5
Ryder sighed. "Not exactly," He said, knowing he would have to explain why he left sooner or later. "When I meet you, I hadn't been an assassin for very long. I hadn't yet made a name for myself, so it had been easy to put that part of my life on hold while we dated. However, five months after we were engaged, I was offered a job that could have made or break me. It was a job that, if I suceeded, I'd be pulling off the most famous assassination of the decade. It was a temptation that made it hard for me to turn down, yet I did ask what would happen if I refused. The man who offered me the job knew of you, and he made it clear that refusing the job would bring undesirable consequences. I couldn't risk you being pulled into this world, so I agreed to the job, and spent the rest of my time with you plotting a way to leave behind the greatest thing that ever happened to me. It wasn't easy, but I cared too much for your safety to reconsider the job."
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"Yeah," Dallas murmured, pulling on his shirt to fan his body. His fever was getting worse, and sweat was beginning to shine on his forehead. "Rest sounds good. Maybe I'll feel better after a nap."
Pushing away from the table, he turned, swaying on his feet. It was weird, whatever was wrong with him. The entire room was spinning, his body ached, and someone really needed to turn up the AC. He took a few steps towards the bed before tripping over his own feet, falling heavily to the floor.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 23, 2016 22:10:55 GMT -5
Lucy nodded as she took it all in, thinking about it. How he had been so distracted up until he died. "Why didn't you come back after the mission?" She asked in a soft voice. "You speak about how it would make or break you and it seemed as though it did make you. Why didn't you come back?" There was hurt in her voice again, eyes brimming with tears.
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Natalia had turned to watch him move to the bed and swore when he collapsed. She rose off the chair swiftly, nearly knocking it over in her haste. She moved over to him quickly, grabbing his shoulders as she forced him to roll over on his back. Absently, she reached out to feel his pulse and a wash of panic came over her as she realised that his pulse was threading. "What have you eaten and drunk today?" She asked as she stood up, tearing through her bag for something. She was unsure if he was even still awake now, but whatever was wrong, it was going wrong fast and it may cost Dallas his life.
Before joining Elite, Natalia had been working to be a chemist. She knew her way around most medications and ... some of the more unorthodox ones. It had been a long time since she had been in that area of study, but several things were still engraved in her brain. She could poison someone and they wouldn't even notice - but that wasn't what she needed to do here. Her eyes narrowed as she swept her eyes over to the food and the bottle of water that Dallas had brought from Elite. Leaving her bad, she went over and took the water, smelling it. She noticed that there was a very faint metallic smell that one wouldn't notice had they not been looking for it. She swore and dropped the bottle, moving back over to her bag where she pulled out a small pouch of white powder. Natalia turned to look at Dallas, unsure if she should risk giving it to him. If he wasn't poisoned like she was assuming, this antidote could kill him. She moved back to feel his pulse and knew that she was running out of time.
She touched his head, trying to get his attention. "I'm going to put something in your mouth." She told him as she opened the pouch. "You can't spit it out or throw up or you will die." Natalia's voice was serious and firm. Without waiting for a response that she wasn't sure would come or not, she opened the packet and poured some of the powder into his mouth before clamping her hand down on his mouth to keep it in there. It tasted like Chalk and salt and sugar with the tiniest hint of sand.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 24, 2016 8:59:39 GMT -5
"I wanted to," Ryder said. "You don't know how badly I wanted to return to you, but I couldn't. I've seen the way you looked at me when I killed those guards in your house. The look of fear, of horror. Why would I want to bring you into that life. I guess if I knew you were going to be brought into it anyway, I should have just returned after the mission. Plus, I had already faked my death. I figured there was no way I could go back after that."
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Dallas groaned from where he laid. A shiver ran through his body, not helping how he was feeling. "J-Just the water," he muttered, not wanting to open his eyes. He could feel the room still spinning, and he didn't want to make himself sick. In the background, he could here Natalia shuffling around. Then she was back beside him.
He didn't argue about taking whatever she was giving him. Maybe it was medicine to either make him feel better or knock him out. Either one sounded pretty good right about now. Opening his mouth, he waited for whatever she had ready for him.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 24, 2016 9:08:11 GMT -5
(Evening.)
"As a doctor, death souldn't bother me as much as it does." She murmured in response. "But seeing people dying in front of me, even when i k ow theyre bad ... I just can't help but feel sick."
(Do you want to maybe have Lucy kindapped by a rival assassin or something? owo)
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Natalia tipped the powder into his mouth. "You have to keep it in there." She told him, "it won't be plesant." Natalia was worried. She didn't know what to do if he had an advenerse reaction to this. He could die right here and she would likely be blamed for his death. On the other hand, had she let him go without it he would have died anyway.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 24, 2016 16:15:27 GMT -5
(Good evening!)
"That's just it though. When you see death, chances are you're n a position to try and help them as much as you can. Here, you won't be able to help them, just me and maybe Ana if you wanted to. And most of our targets aren't 'bad' as you say. We're hired to kill anyone, no questions asked. Whether our target is the lowest of the low, or simply someone who crossed paths with the wrong person. We're neutral in our stances, even if we do have our boundaries of who will will and will not kill."
(that would be interesting.)
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The bitter taste of the powder almost made Dallas want to turn his head away to spit it out. Yet, through the fog in his head, he realized it was the powder they used for poison. Why she was giving it to him, he had no idea, but he forced himself to swallow it. He groaned. "I don't feel good," he muttered.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 24, 2016 18:40:35 GMT -5
Lucy nodded slowly, thinking on it. "Oh." She tilted her head, "what do you do when your hire double-crosses you ... like what happened to you." She nodded a bit in his direction, worrying her lip between her teeth. She wringed her hands together, looking down at the ground. It felt wrong to ask him questions like that.
(Ana helps him get her back and when she does get back she wants to be an assassin? owo idk)
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Natalia sat back on her heels, sighing quietly. All there was left to do now was wait. She bent back down again and hoisted herself under Dallas to lift him up onto the bed. "Get some rest." he suggested, "I'm going to go on an investigation of my own." She turned her head, "if I'm not back by the morning, probably start worrying about me."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 24, 2016 19:03:18 GMT -5
Lucy nodded again, pressing her face into his chest again. "Do you have food here?" She asked as she felt a rumble in her stomach. She glanced up at him and gave him a sheepish smile.
(oooh yes! Then Ryder could say that he doesn't think so and she could just break down emotionally because of the aftermath of the kidnapping?)
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Natalia checked him over once more and did a quick check of his pulse. She was satisfied that he was not going to die for the time that she was gone.
Natalia did return, several hours later and very early in the morning. She all but stumbled into the room, practically falling over herself as she leant against the wall. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing was choppy and erratic. There were dark hand-shaped bruising around her neck and her face was pale. The coat that she had been wearing was missing and she had a cut on her arm that was dribbling blood all the way down to her fingers. She moved over to her bag, looking through it with her one good hand. She didn't know if Dallas was awake or not, and at this point she didn't really care.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 24, 2016 19:35:34 GMT -5
(d'you think we should skip to the kidnapping then? owo)
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"Everyone is dead." She muttered in response, her voice caught in her throat and was incredibly hoarse. "Elite has been destroyed." She fell heavily onto the bed, hiding her face in her hands as she forced herself to breathe.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 24, 2016 20:04:54 GMT -5
(I really don't mind x3)
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"The water." She growled, her hands were shaking. "The water bottle. You got it from Elite, right?" She snapped, more than a little worked up. "It smelt metallic. You were poisoned. I went back to Elite to see why, to see if you had made a mistake in which one you took. There were bodies and blood everywhere. No survivors." She glared at the floor, grasping at the front of her shirt. "I went to the directors office. He had been shot in the head at point blank and there were files downloading. I stopped them but I was jumped." Her hands screwed into fists. "They tried to kill me. Hell, they would have killed me had I not taken my gun. I stopped the download, but I don't know how much they got before I could wipe the system." She pulled at her hair. "Everyone is dead. We're the last remaining Elite members." Her voice cracked.
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 25, 2016 18:04:31 GMT -5
(I can. But how should I? Would you roleplay as the kidnapper?)
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Natalia turned to glare at him. Her eyes were sunken and she looked like she needed a week of sleep. "Yes, Dallas, everyone." She snapped, all patience lost. "Why would I make up something like that?" She turned around again and rubbed her face furiously. "Everyone is dead. I was nearly strangled to death."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 25, 2016 19:14:41 GMT -5
(hmm.... maybe they've just had breakfast and are napping on the couch and Lucy get sup to use the bathroom maybe?)
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Natalia sat with her head in her hands. She was trembling now, face hidden but tearstreaked. "Sorry." She murmured although she really wasn't. "You just didn't see how bad it was."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 25, 2016 19:48:49 GMT -5
Wait I was thinking - won't don't we skip forward several months?
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 26, 2016 19:04:18 GMT -5
(and also, Ryder would probably be almost completely healed then too.)
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"Don't make me go back." She muttered, hand curling on her collar. Her voice shook and she couldn't meet his eyes. Natalia didn't often show weakness but this had shaken her. She had been attacked and nearly strangled to death. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as she stood up. "Fine." She said, hand clenched at her sides. "Take your gun." She told him seriously, moving over to reload hers.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 26, 2016 19:35:22 GMT -5
(Yeah, that too. So we'll be able to do a lot more things then.)
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Dallas hesitated and glanced back at her. He hadn't seen the woman so emotional before. Sure, it wasn't anything over the top, but it was still clear she was bothered. Muttering under his breath, he dropped back to the bed, running his hands through his hair. "No, you've had enough shock for one day," he said. Yes, he wanted to see the damage for himself. However, what good would he be able to do if they were attacked again? His body was weak from the poison. It would at least take another day to regain the strength he had so quickly lost. It would be selfish of him to make Natalia to go back right after she had just returned. No one liked returning to a nightmare. "But we will have to go back. We have to check for survivors, for anyone who might not have been there when this happened. Everyone can't be dead."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 26, 2016 20:20:37 GMT -5
Should we do a bit of a recap?)
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"I can go back." She responded as she sat down heavily, rubbing at the bruises on her neck, she winced at the thought. "Just not now. I'm tired and I'm sore but I know we have to see who is still alive. My return may have blown our cover to whoever it was, but I made sure that I wasn't tailed on my way back. She flopped backwards on the bed, arms spread out before she curled in on herself. "They were downloading information." She murmured, "I didn't see how much they got before I stopped it, but it was something about active missions. I wiped the system. Technically we no longer exist, assuming that these guys don't know about us more than what I did."
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Post by CrackedSkel on Oct 27, 2016 7:36:34 GMT -5
(Could you? I'm just about to try to sleep.
Also, i was thinking as to how this kidnapping could go down. Perhaps Ryder has gone on a mission (a legit one) and Ana is staying at the house to keep an eye on Lucy as per Ryder's request and when there is a break in Ana is attacked and knocked out while Lucy is taken?)
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"The cut on my arm is pretty bad," she responded, clearing her thoat with a wince. "I think i have a concussion and someone literslly tried to strangle me to death." Honestly, Natalia couldn't muster the energy to be angry at Dallas for not realising her injuries. He had nearly died too as a result of the poision and she gave him a half look out of the corner of her eyes.
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*Nightwhisper
"And guilty I may be, but don't give up on me... We will still be thick as thieves."
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Post by *Nightwhisper on Oct 27, 2016 13:21:33 GMT -5
(That sounds perfect!)
Ryder was in his bedroom, putting on his armor and checking to make sure his weapons were all in order. It's been two months since he had been wounded and dying on Lucy's porch. Now, he was back to his best health. And with his health back to normal, he had taken another job. He needed to get back into the field. Not that he wanted to rush back into his jobs. His time spent with his fiancee had been great. It was just like things were before he had faked his death. Slowly, they were getting to know each other all over again, and he wasn't too happy to be leaving it, no matter how easily the job was.
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Dallas nodded and stood up to get the first aid kit. His steps weren't the soundest, but he managed to get what was needed without falling over. Returning to the bed, he sat down and opened the kit. "Let me see your arm."
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