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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 20:59:28 GMT -5
Everything had settled down and thank fuck for that, even so; with the Bastards making themselves known as a true threat Tohrment stepped up Patrol schedules. Not that he minded, pant up energy aside getting his hands on some whiteheads sounded perfect.
Sliding his daggers into various places inside sheaths on his wrists, across his chest and one on his lower ankle for good measure, all he needed were a few glocks and a little surprise for just in case. Leather jacket on to conceal it all and he was out the Pit door to wait for Rhage in the courtyard. After lighting a hand-roll he leaned his head back and watched the stars.
Funny how big the universe was, even if the world seemed so small.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 27, 2012 21:11:31 GMT -5
Screw That!
Patrols were up and he'd be damned Again if he was just gonna sit at home, in the sense, for another night. Zsadist being grounded till recovery had him tailing it with Vishous and Rhage and whomever else. No mind. Tension in him was high and lets just go with he needed an outlet for sure from the last patrol and the..to qoute Vishous...fuckery of it all.
Strapping up, his daggers sliding easily across his chest and he was out the closet. With a wink and a kiss to Mia, he flung his jacket over his shoulders and out the door he went. Flying down the stairs, his leg all good for the kicking and his hands for the killing. Front door and Caldwell here he come and lessers be prepared for homecoming night with daddy.
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 21:11:31 GMT -5
Was dressed to kill-literally. Even with his movie star looks Rhage was almost ethereal as he stepped out and into the sight line of Vishous, his hair was pushed up and out because of his constant fingers and he wore the leathers like they were made for him. Well, they were, but the point was that tonight he looked good, and felt good to. His time with Mary and Wellsie had really calmed his storm.
Stepping over to V he popped a brow at the hand-rolled and smirked. "Hey, are we going or do you just want to smoke all night? C'mon man, shake your leg." He was grinning like a mo'fo and shoved his hands in his pockets, laughing. He didn't know what it was maybe it was seeing his Shellan kicking ass that brought the smile to his face. Though that was cut short by Vishous' presence.
Looking at him he cleared his throat. "Back to Earth, Vish. Let's hit it." He was revving for a fight.
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 21:48:52 GMT -5
"Guy's and.." Smirked at Rhage "Mi Lady. Let's do this shit shall we?" Ignoring that remark all together.
Took two steps, then flicked his smoke and was airbourn. They could follow, or call or text. Didn't care, just wanted to make it to the club sictrict and squeeze off some heads.
Took form outside the Mask, pleace had been the beginning of the end a week ago so chances were null anything would be going down there but as he started walking at least he could tale another look at the scene of the unhappy event. Came upon the back door and could practically feel the struggle lingering in the air.
What he didn't feel or smell were any lessers or Rhage and Phury. Smirking, maybe he'd lost Ozzy and Harriett.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 27, 2012 22:02:19 GMT -5
Roll of his eyes, wink of his eye to Rhage then a toss to the wind of his atoms after Vishous.
Night air was staler than a box of crackers as he took form next to the brother, his attention shot out to where they were and que Replay of past week and mindscrew. Instantly his fangs descended to deadly points but none of that was needed. Not now.
He turned towards the entrance of the alley, his eyes ranging their surrounding and the hopes that either a few lessers were newbie enough to pull some "we were lucky here before so why not again" shit or Scribe Virgin help them, the bastards show their faces as his hands went directly to palming his daggers.
~Give him something! To kill, mame, tear apart in slow agonizing motions!~
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 22:13:17 GMT -5
The male sneered a bit and threw his atoms into the air and materialized away from Mask, his hands remained in his pockets as he lazily strolled around, that shit eating grin never left him even though his head was aching. He stepped into the another alley and pushed one hand through his hair, Jesus he wanted to kick someone's face in. Where the hell were all the Lessers? He needed to pound someone into the ground.
Giving a sigh, he walked out of the alley and walked in behind Phury and nudged him absently, "do you see anyone? I can't fucking stand the quiet," he gave a low sigh. Rhage had no patience right now, he was just itching for a reason to pull out his glock or his dagger...
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 22:17:11 GMT -5
Shook his head then stood there staring at that damn door, no way could he say what was rteally on his mind so he chose roundabout.
"Ever think about just how fast shit can go to Hell? I mean one moment he was fine the next he was almost brought back in a black bag. True."
Had that faraway look in his eyes, took out another hand roll and lit it. Thank fuck he smoked em filterless, even so it was the wrong end.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 27, 2012 22:30:12 GMT -5
Wasn't doing here and just his luck, he sure wasn't getting the opp tonight to redeem at the Mask. No sweat off his back. He was head first in the fact that if it took till the peeked light of Dawn to hit, he was getting some action tonight.
"Nada there Cupcake. Lets hit it and get it on out.." pointing towards the city "..of here" he smirked at Rhage and tossed a look back at Vishous who for the Scribe Virgin and the Omega being friends was lollygagging around like a tourist on vacation.
Snapping his fingers in the brothers direction "You hoo Vishousssss. Get that look off your face and get with it. You think any of us need a reminder of that. Specially not me."
Few steps out and he rounded the corner, his jaw clenching and his palms fisting tighter around his dagger. ~His fault~ "Yeah lets not go there Phury." He didn't even realize he was talking out loud and the look on his face told anyone not to even say a thing if they had heard him.
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 22:42:43 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes, "Cupcake? Fuck you, Shimmery." He tugged the brother's hair in a quick bout of annoyance before turning to Vishous and clearing his throat. "Come on, my man. I want to go find someone to destroy." He mumbled and kicked his shit kicker at the floor.
His head snapped to the side when he heard Phury mutter to himself, "brother? You tight?" He said darkly and looked at the male, Phury was still struggling with what had happened to Zee-everyone was-but if Phury was going to be a liability...
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Apr 27, 2012 23:07:40 GMT -5
Leaving the Mask through the back door, she pauses as she hears familiar voices. Good, she wouldn't have to go looking for the Brothers. Dematting to an alley a couple streets up, she steps out onto the sidewalk just in front of the Brothers. "I like this plan. Chase all the lessers away with your loud and annoying arguing. Its efficient. They get too close for too long and they're bound to stab themselves in the chest."
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 27, 2012 23:23:33 GMT -5
"Oh Shit!" Blinked a few times then composed himself. "Xhex, you are so like a cat or something." Shook his head and started walking, flicking the now toasted smoke. "All good. Heard about some new dealer around here and where there's drugs, bound to be slayers. True."
Re took the lead with Xhex still tossing him looks and smirking because if he admitted it or not she had made him jump out of his skin and she loved doing that shie. Especially to him.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 27, 2012 23:41:20 GMT -5
"All good" he snarled as he kept walking. Great Xhex joined the party. The night was turning into a regular love fest of lets kick some ass. Fine by him, the female was as much a warrior as each of them were.
Stomping the pavement as they headed through town, he all but ignored most of the conversation, his mind a variable haze of hunt and kill this night anyways. His hand hadn't released its grip on his dagger nor would it until he walked through the front door of the mansion.
One glance down an alley they had all passed as he was taking up the back space of the group and he stopped, turned and tilted his head. At first he saw nothing but the wind had turned and the faint stench of baby powder hit his nostrils. On a growl, he basically flew down the alleyway and launched himself at the first sorry sucker he did see. No mistaking the white on top his head and the gagging reflex wanting to flare up in his throat.
His fist landed hard against a weak jaw as his other snatched his dagger free. "And I was beginning to think the invites to this here party was lost in the mail."
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 27, 2012 23:49:01 GMT -5
He blinked rapidly as Xhex appeared and stepped back, clearing his throat to bring down the surprise. "Ah, yeah. New dealer. Slayers. Bullshit, stuff..." He grumbled under his breath and walked a little slower, moving lazily through the alley before he stopped and groaned a bit and watched Phury go flying down the alley, he could smell the faint smell of baby powder and wrinkled his nose.
He looked back over at the other two and rolled his eyes, throwing himself at an opposing lesser he body tackled the fucker and sent a hard fist to the creature's throat and crushed the air out. He snarled and slammed his head down onto it's pale, sickly forehead and sneered down at the being. "Hello, Lucy..." He mumbled and pulled his dagger out and aimed.
Sending the sharp point home he jerked to one side and ripped the things chest up as he stood up and turned, his eyes flickering between a normal shade and that white color as he looked for his next target. Finally. He got to fuck something up.
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Apr 27, 2012 23:59:31 GMT -5
Smirking at how she'd made them all jump, she fell into step, but they didn't get far when Phury bolted down an alley. Then she smelled the sickly sweet and grinned. Following the Brothers, she grabbed one going for V's back by the neck and threw him into the wall. He shot off the wall towards her and she kicked him back again. She was on him before he hit the wall, stabbing the dagger into his chest. Turning with a grin, she headed back into the fray.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 28, 2012 0:32:02 GMT -5
Pleasure was all his as he slammed his dagger into the slayers shoulder. As a sneer was spat back at him, he ducked a left cross and grinned as he came back up straight. Dagger still in flimsy flesh, he looked dead in the pale heads eyes and bared his fangs. Harsh pull downward and he slid the metal past flesh, black blood spewing free of the wretched body as it made its way down his chest and splashing all over his clothes and hands as the gurgled scream only fueled the fire that was burning inside him at the moment.
Pull out once he hit the belly, he hissed his hatred low and barely audible as he thrust his dagger deep center of his chest and the pop and flash echoed in the alley. "That was for my Twin. Spinning around, he grabbed by the back of the dingy neck, another one was was slinking out of the shadows of a dumpster with a gun in his hand. His own knee went up into his back, dropping the maggot to his knees and he jerked the bastards head back and ran his now dripping with blood and not his dagger down the neck of the slayer.
"This one is for me" with nothing else from him, he slammed the dagger into his chest and held on tight as the lesser disappeared into nothingness.
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 28, 2012 0:58:28 GMT -5
Rounded the corner of the alley, diamond eyes on them all in a cruel way they only took on when he had a truly vengeful plan in mind. As they fought he held up a gasoline can then removed his glove after ripping his wife beater from his body. Stuffed the material into the can, then whistled. Loud. As everyone turned he held his hand over the makeshift bomb then smirked. The Lessers didn't get it but Xhex looked like she wanted to choke and hug him at the same time. Phury and Rhage, started moving as a unit. "Pile 'em up. Let's light the city tonight." Said casually as he tossed a Mhis around them. If he was having a bonfire with his friends, he wanted it as private as his entire life had been. youtu.be/3KB54p8_wh8 |
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Post by Rhage Tohrture on Apr 28, 2012 1:06:19 GMT -5
Rhage was currently laying waste to a Lesser when he heard the whistle, it took barely a look at V's expression for Hollywood to get the message and back the fuck off. Grinninv he grabbed a few of the pale bastards and hit them hard enough to daze their weak asses. His body lazily pitched them onto the pile as he stood back and watched the shit unfold. Looking at the bonfire he couldn't help the smirk-these fucks had hurt Z...a brother and a friend. This was no hold's bar from here on out.
Giving the others a sigh he rubbed the back of his head, thinking about how nice the fire looked but how bad it smelt, than again...they were burning Omega's raped soul victims. So they had to smell like foulness.
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Post by Xhex Tehrror on Apr 28, 2012 1:20:39 GMT -5
Adding a few stragglers to the pile, she brushed her hands off. She had to admit, burning them alive (sorta) was good, nice and cruel, exactly what they deserved for Z and Rehv, but she was mildly disappointed the fun was over so quickly. Shrugging, she supposed they could find more lessers without too much of a problem.
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Post by Phury Aghony Midnight on Apr 28, 2012 1:28:43 GMT -5
Give and take, snatch and pop, all the same to him. Lifting his head as the sound of a whistle and he smirked. That brother had some kind of flare he had to admit it. None the less, couple steps forward and he kicked out the legs of dumb founded lesser who had stopped motion all together in the midst of malay going on around them all and he dropped to the ground.
Dragging the pathetic fool over to the pile and punching him square in the nose knocking his ass out, he tossed back a growl and dematted from the pile to stand behind Vishous.
Nod of his head, this was the least they deserved and he meant the very least as his lips curled back over his fangs. Not needing to see the mass torture, although he would definately take pleasure in the knowledge of it, he gave another nod to Rhage and Xhex and threw his atoms to the wind. Back to the mansion he would go...eventually.
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Post by Vishous Bloodletter on Apr 28, 2012 2:38:06 GMT -5
His grin was as evil, they were piled up in somewhat of a macabre picture of writhing limbs and twitching heads. Never-mind that they really didn't know if the charred remains would be a Return to Sender or not.
While he let his hand light the fire, then tossed the can on them, didn't really matter.
He glanced at Rhage, then rolled his eyes. "Bet your pissed you don't have any marshmallows."
Shit went up fast and furious. The four of them watching as a sort of homage to what had occurred not far from here. Then as it died down, whaddya know but fire worked, they all walked away in silence.
Dropped the Mhis as the last of the smoke curled up into the night sky then they all tossed themselves out to find more damage against the enemy.
At least for the night.
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