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 Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 11:03 pm
Emily looked back, fidgeting on the motorcycle. "Who the heck are you?", she yelled. She hoped it wasn't someone she had met earlier. Many people had been left out to dry by her and she didn't need to deal with one of those people at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 12:52 am
((Kool, thanks 3nodding ))
Kit twitched her ears and cautiously crept closer.
I'm Kit.
She said simply and stopped after she had moved about five feet. Her ears twitched again as the wind stirred.
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Posted: Sun Apr 25, 2010 8:33 am
kiana flew silenlty overhead and landed gently behind the new person. she cocked her head to the side quizzically; she knew that smell. 'you were at the shelter weren't you?i never got your name, but i've seen you before.'
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 10:46 am
Kit spun around to look at Kiana with her wide blue eyes.
Ah, I'm Kit. And yes, I was in the shelter.
She said a bit sadly and her ears drooped to the sides slightly.
But I'm glad there's someone I know.
She smiled then and her ears perked back up.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:52 am
Kai just half smiled, "I'm Kai, your friendly ex-military sniper/animal lover/nutcase." He said with a straight face as he looked at Kit.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 7:24 pm
Kit let a small cat like smile light up her face.
That sounds like fun! But do you suppose we should all be standing around? Seems like everyone is in an awfully big hurry!
She said, her tone starting out bright and shifting to one of innocent question.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 7:58 pm
Emily frowned, wanting to get going before trouble came crashing down on them. "I agree with Furball here, we need to get the heck out of dodge, now". She glanced at the girl feeling distrust, but she always felt that.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 9:24 pm
Kit frowned and her ears tipped back slightly.
I'm no furball. You may not know me very well, but I do deserve a little respect.
She huffed indignantly but then said with a softer expression.
Please, call me Kit.
She then started and looked around in surprise as an ominous rumbling filled the air. Kit looked at the others.
Let's get outta here!
She called and turned around and began sprinting away.
Terror slowly consumed her. She didn't want to go back to the shelter. They had done some terrible things there that she didn't want to see again.
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Posted: Tue Apr 27, 2010 9:56 pm
Emily revved her engine, placing the bike in gear. She gave a curt nod to Kai before she sped off, taking a sharp turn at the left corner. She drifted on the snow but kept her balance, she wasn't a rookie when it came to driving in adverse conditions. She hoped the others had followed her, but then again if they didn't, the enemy might be more inclined to follow them instead of her.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 12:05 pm
Kai grinned and quickly caught up with Miss, then glanced at Kit, "Are you sure you're alright running? You could hop on behind me if you get tired." He motioned his head toward the space on bike behind him, granted she might have to hold onto his backpack to keep balance.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 5:15 pm
Kit looked at the back of the bike and thought a moment. She wouldn't be able to outrun some of the larger vehicles if they were so inclined to use them. She nodded and leapt onto the back, grabbing his backpack for support.
Thanks, I appreciate it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 8:45 pm
Katie groaned as she seemed to try to come back to consciousness, though clearly failing. Her ears seemed to continue to ooze out slowly with her warm blood. Extracting her claws into Kiana once again, though retracting them as she returned to her state of unconsciousness...
(( As the creator and goddess of this rp, I want to apologize for my long absense and humbly thank those who have continued to enjoy this rp. I also must apologize once again due to the fact that I will be mostly absent from NQH to bring up my grade in Archeology and History as my grades right now are either failing or just barely making it. There is one last test in Archeology and History and then also my research paper for English is extremely stressful.---NONETHELESS when I fully return, I promise to express my gratitute! n.n; So KEEP UP THE WONDERFUL WORK!!! I would also like to welcome those who have recently joined in. I am excited and can't wait to see what they will add to the table.. n.n
Also, although I won't be able to post, I will still try to continue to moniter as best I can. Since I might not catch everything, I would like to ask Kuro to become the demi-goddess of this rp while I am away. Do not let her title make you fear her.. n.n;; she is an uber awesomeness rp person as are all of you!))
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 9:36 pm
Morgan lowered the muzzle of her sniper rifle. Her primary target had fled the scene and while she'd had a shot of an unknown half breed's wing she hadn't taken it. There was no grantee both this person and Katie would survive the fall not to mention with this unhelpful weather she could have misjudged and blown off something more important. No, her order was to bring the cat girl in alive and as undamaged as humanly possible.
Shouldering the rifle and her travel pack she exited the abandoned home she'd stationed herself temporarily in. No one took notice if you simply entered through the front door. She'd been lucky that the front lock was weak and easily broken with a shove from her shoulder. Heading down the street her boots left tracks in the slush as she came towards the pace she'd seen the scuffle take place. There was quite a bit of blood on the ground, kneeling down she looked the splotches over. Someone was in a serious amount of pain. Looking towards the house she wondered who the assailant had been. She hadn't been informed about anyone else being assigned this op and hadn't recognized her. Some questions needed answering, she could track Kat down later. They wouldn't get terribly far ahead of her.
Mounting the steps and forcing the door she unholstered her side arm. She was fairly certain that everyone in the house had already fled but you could never be to careful, she had the scars to prove that. A quick sweep confirmed her suspicion but she kept the gun in her hand. The only thing left was the basement and she opened the door quietly. Walking down the steps carefully to find it pitch dark. It took her a moment to find the switch and turn the bulb on. All she found was the assailant tied to the water pipe, a bag over her head.
Kneeling down in front of her and removing the bag with her free hand she tried to asses just how injured this woman was, "Hey, can you hear me? Who are you?" Her voice wasn't terribly abrasive but she wasn't fluff and cuddles either. If this person was a threat then she had free license to take care of it.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 10:06 pm
Lynn was relieved. Not terribly, but relieved. She was in a very uncomfortable position after all. The bag muffled her voice, but she calmly said, "Please undo the chains first, I can care of myself from there". She wanted to get back to her hotel quickly to pack, she wanted to stay behind them and not have to cover to much ground in case of an emergency.
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Posted: Wed Apr 28, 2010 10:15 pm
A dark eyebrow raised and she stood up, crossing her arms, "Not until I get some answers. I'm sorry if this isn't comfy for you ma'am but I need to know if this is some sad sorry coincidence or if you're a threat. Why were you after them?" This person was definitely not from this side of the pond but what the hell was she doing here? This was supposed to be covert, a silent operation but had word already gotten out about these.. experiments? That seemed a little unrealistic.
She didn't exactly have to say who she was with, the combat boots, and moderate military ware meant either she was on leave from duty or she was trying to pass as such. The weaponry meant that she was probably the later.
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