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[Vintrict]

Mademoiselle Alvinette

"No! Go...get help! We can't defeat it! I'll stall it! More men are coming! Just get away!"

He grunted at her. He was surprisingly holding against the thing's strength. He was straining, but the fact that he was capable of doing was impressive. Nothing less for an upstanding Barton Regular.

"I wouldn't...be a Regular if I couldn't handle some little wolf. Now go!"

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

"He's hardly little!" Natalie pointed out. But the Regular was right; they needed backup, badly. She didn't want to lose sight of the fight, in case her new ally needed her to put another bullet or two into the wolf, but she did want to get away enough to make a phone call.

She pulled out her phone and dialed emergency services.

Vintrict

[Vintrict]

Mademoiselle Alvinette

He turned his head to look back at the woman. My lord, why was she so dense, he thought. He was doing this for her! But this momentarily distraction gave the wolf the chance it needed. The wolf overwhelmed him, bitting its maws down into his right elbow, a space between his armor. The Regular yelled as he felt the teeth sink through, blood being splattered from the bite. Its right hand grabbed him in the face, and suddenly Natalie would watch as he took the armored Regular and lunged into the dark alleyway with him. The voice of the screaming Regular faded and then quickly disappeared.

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

"NOOOO!" Natalie screamed, almost dropping her phone. She was sobbing as she told the emergency operator what was going on. "Werewolf attack, downtown Barton..." She gave the name of the street and a couple of landmarks. "Please hurry! He got a hold of a Regulator, and I--I think the wolf's killed him!"

She really didn't know what to do now. She felt terrible for getting him involved in the first place, and now he was likely either dead or turned. She didn't want to leave him behind, but she was dead meat without silver bullets. Maybe enough tungsten would slow the wolf down, though. She slunk back into the alleyway, hoping it wasn't too late to save the Regulator. Maybe if they got him to a hospital in time, he could get treatments to counteract the effects of the bite.

Vintrict

[Vintrict]

Mademoiselle Alvinette

Going back into the alleyway, she would not see the man in sight. Nor any kind of sounds, either. All she heard was the distant sounds of sirens. And the only presence left was the spot of blood on the ground, stained from both the soldier and the werewolf.

Eventually, the ambulance, police, and Regulators had arrived. The red and blue flashed along the street. The Regulators ran up to Natalie, their weapons drawn. The lead one walked forward and looked down at her scrape. A medic had a big syringe in his hand.

"Were you bitten?"

Meanwhile, the regulators went to secure the scene, some going down the alleyway to try to find their comrade.

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

All that was left was bloodstains, and Natalie's shoulders sagged. There was nothing she could do. She leaned against the wall of a building and closed her eyes, letting the tears flow again. The werewolf had claimed a life (and who knew how many more before that?), and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

She slowly opened her eyes at the sound of approaching sirens, and sure enough, there was a medic with a syringe, along with a bunch of cops and Regulators. "I don't think I was bitten, just tackled," she said softly. "It--it all happened so fast. Even--even silver bullets didn't do anything except make him madder."

Vintrict

[Vintrict]

Mademoiselle Alvinette

The medic walked over.

"Please come with us to the ambulance. We need to check and make sure you weren't affected." He put a hand on her arm. If she let him, he would take her toward the white vehicle. There was nothing else she could do here. At the ambulance, they would sit her down and take out a needle to take her blood.

"Stay still, please."

He rubbed some alcohol along the wounded area while preparing a much smaller syringe for insertion. A Regulator came up, holding a clipboard with paper on it, asking for the details of tonight from her.

[Vintrict]

((Heading out for the night. See ya tomorrow!))

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

Natalie nodded, letting the medic take her over to the ambulance. She had felt a rush of adrenaline while the crisis was happening, but now that they were dealing with the aftermath, she was just feeling emotionally exhausted. Numb, even.

She sat down and purposely avoided looking at the needle, because she seldom needed medical treatment and didn't do all that great with needles. Instead, she turned her attention to the Regulator coming toward her.

Vintrict

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

Vintrict

((Heading out for the night. See ya tomorrow!))

((Allrighty! ^^))

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

((*peeks in for updates*))

[Vintrict]

After the night incident, Natalie was summoned to come to the headquarters of the Barton Headquarters to meet with the commanded himself, Leon. Natalie might remember him from their meeting in the park. He wanted to speak to her about it. It was up to her if she accepted it or not.

[Mademoiselle Alvinette]

Natalie found the headquarters of the Barton Regulars in the morning and asked for Leon, explaining that she had an appointment to see him.

Vintrict

[Vintrict]

Mademoiselle Alvinette

The staff downstairs redirected her to an upstairs floor. The quarters of the Regulars was a mix between an office and a military barrack. One moment you're walking by a standard office. The next, you come upon some training room. An odd mix only unique to a corp like theirs. Commander Leon's office was located behind a set of large wooden double doors. Two guards standing at attention opened them, revealing Leon's equally large office. A big window was behind his desk, shining light all into the office. Various things lied about the room. Statues of various looking monsters or wild animals were decorated either on the wall as a headpiece or as something that resembled the real thing. Pictures of Leon hung on the walls, all with different famous people, including the Baron himself and the great Gambino. On his desk, though not facing her, was a picture of Leon and his dear old mother.

The head guy himself was settled in his seat, cheek in his hand as he looked at some papers rested on his desk. He rose his head, seeing the appearance of the young lady from the park. He put his work down and straightened himself.

"Natalie, was it? Welcome. I hope it was not any trouble to get here." His voice carried well through the room.