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Johannes had no feelings to stay long in the city. He knew that killing of humans was something William would not like and White Watch had to follow his command as so was the relationship between these two. He walked straight towards Haven. They needed to organize groups and walk together. The team should be mixed since various undead hunters had been slayed and it was not by the hands of Lycans, vampires or tainted. This was cause they died to and even if Johannes liked that fact, it was bothersome.

((exits to Haven))

The smell of city air had always disgusted Neasa, but regardless, she was out and wandering around just because she was bored. She felt itchy, on edge, excitable, as if she was waiting for something but nothing would ever happen. "Argh!" She yelled, surprising those nearby. The girl reached up and ran a hand through her short hair. "I want someone to fight with." She growled under her breath. Even if it was only a play fight, she wanted to do something other that wander like an idiot.

Jack stood up and gazed over the section of the city street with some defiant pose. "My territory!....No. This is contested ground." He sighed and picked up Dusk and jumped off the building, rebounding off walls in an alleyway. He and Dusk walked onto the street, going the wrong way and sticking close to the walls.

A group of eighteen Vatican-trained warriors or three fists of Knights appeared at the dark scene in the evening just as the HISSS members recovered the dead body of the lycan. They instantly brought out their weapons, ranged, of course, and began to proceed with exterminating all that were in the area, primarily tainted.

Janine was there, overlooking their progress and she had one of the Knights unleash a holy grenade within the vicinity so that any tainted there would be absolutely devastated. She intended to discover the other Hunter leader's whereabouts and the clues they had so far were that he was with the tainted. That meant a full-out assault on them and interrogations afterward, if they survived of course.

The Knights began to load their guns all in unision, obviously trained extremely well. They were well disciplined and would follow through with any orders that they happened to be given, especially since they had a superior there to monitor them.

“Oh? And there is no one higher than us?” She asked, full of curiosity as that round doll face tilted to the side in inquiry. As she saw it, If one of their own could breech the boundaries and gather enough power; the rest of the race would fall straight to the victims category. Cosette knew full well that if she wasn't the pathetic weak thing she was made to be, She wouldn't sure wouldn't be serving on human blood. It would be an exciting thrill, the a true hunt and chase to go after their own. They would never see it coming. And in a way, It was nearly exactly what she was doing, participating in Luther's twisted experiments.
However, Her curiously swiftly faded. Cosette was becoming increasing irritated with his vague answers and gestures. She almost found it a struggle to plant all her attention upon him and instead her focus drifted to her hair, streaking pale fingers through perfect golden curls. Oh, Alasdair better give her some good reasons to stick around here before she got too bored. He still hadn't explained why exactly he had just showed up, out of the blue. And she wasn't about to believe it was because of the fountain.
“You didn't have anything better to do tonight? Wanted to look at pretty water? You don't really seem the sort for romantics and pathetic nightly strolls.” Cosette mumbled, more attention fixed on a strand of hair that she was pulling taunt and releasing to watch the curl bounce back to the perfect curl.

Boredly Neasa drifted towards the subway; if she couldn't find someone to at least play fight with here then she might as well go to a different part of the city, and she felt too on edge to trust herself walking the streets without giving herself away somehow. Somewhere inside the back of her mind she was thinking she might be on edge because of some instinct of danger, but that part of her mind was drowned out by the more childish side of her that was still complaining about being bored.

Once he saw the holy grenade, he remembered Amelia. "Hold on tight!" He screamed as he tackled the tainted woman out of the grenade's way. "Like I said a sort-of gentlemen....... Now going rogue against his kind!" Prometheus loaded up his Uzis jumping off the rooftop at the Holy Vatican. He blazed gunfire at them, for he had enough of "orders from the others."