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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 18:23:08 GMT -5
She stood within the training center debating on going a round. Running. Something. Anything. Then she heard the shutters slide open through out the house and grinned a little. She needed something to do until tomorrow.. she was supposed to meet up with Jahron then and was still a little off beat. Best thing to fix that though..
Lessers. Distractions. With a small motion she slid her phone out of her pocket and texted Tohr. "You hitting the streets tonight?" She headed back up to the Manse hoping to get a reply pretty quick.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 18:44:44 GMT -5
After having a nice meal with Autumn in their rooms, he was checking his gear as he jogged down the staircase, Fritz waiting in the foyer with his long black leather coat. His phone went off and he pulled it out and smirked, "I go out almost every night. Why do you ask? You are not on rotation."
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 18:50:45 GMT -5
She looked at his reply and then grinned. "Do you really want to know. I could give you a whole list of reasons and you'll be covering your ears singing lalalalallalalalala.." Smiles then adds. "I need another distraction..."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 19:06:29 GMT -5
He smirked, swinging on his jacket, nodding a thanks to Fritz as he texted back, "Foyer. You have 2 minutes. And your head better be on patrol, or the foyer will be where you find yourself left."
He shook his head. Distraction is the last word he wanted to hear from anyone before a patrol. Shoved his sleeve back to look at his watch and wait.
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 19:15:24 GMT -5
She got the text just as she hit the foyer, she was already armed seeing as she was going to practice she watched Tohr look at his watch and raised a brow. "Patience is a virtue I hear, Tohrment." She raised a brow and crossed her arms as she headed forward.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 19:22:18 GMT -5
"Patience can also save you or get you killed. It's all a matter of timing." He nodded and turned to scan down, lifting the edge of her jacket to check her gear. He did it with all of them. And probably always would.
Turning on his heel, walking towards the vestibule, called back "Behind the Hudson Mall, the Lessers love to grab unsuspecting shoppers. Happy holidays and crap."
He demattted as soon as he stepped out into the winter night.
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 19:26:14 GMT -5
She walked out and dematted after him arriving behind the mall she glanced around and then walked into the street raising a brow at Tohr who was already ahead of her.
She watched as people ran back and forth and just shook her head. "What is it with these people and shopping..."
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 19:36:02 GMT -5
He shrugged, "Wellsie loved the human holiday of Christmas. The shopping, the decorating, everything. She loved Black Friday. I called it shopping insanity." He went quiet for a moment and then tilted his chin towards the bustling shoppers as they went back and forth to the crowded parking lot.
"The lessers know the shoppers will be out later. And distracted. And many times alone. So, unfortunately its a favorite holiday for those fuckers as well."
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 19:49:56 GMT -5
She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Of course they would. Well I guess everyone is entitled to a feast during this time of year?" She watched the crowds and waited for the sweet smell of baby powder. Prey and the predators were getting ready to snatch.
She tilted her head as the smell finally hit her. She tapped Tohr's arm and gestured toward where a couple of lessers were moving into the crowd.
"Looks like we have a couple of new shoppers." She muttered.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 19:56:21 GMT -5
"Great, with plenty of witness and victims for them to use to get away." It took mere seconds for his eyes to weigh all the possibilities. His eyes landed on Salvation Army bell-ringer stand, with a note that said "Back in 15 Minutes", eyes darting over to see how far the lessers and the shoppers were. He motioned for Payne to get behind them as he darted through the cars and crowds to reach the bell ringer stand.
Picking up the bell, crumpling the note, tugged his jacket collar up and ran the bell, eyes going down and shuffling as people dropped in change, his eyes alert as the lessers were heading his way.
He just needed the humans to turn either left or right and he and Payne would then herd the lessers to the side of the mall. Away from the shopper's view. He slid his hand one of his daggers, unsheathing it silently, blade going up the sleeve of his jacket, fingers wrapping and unwrapping around the hilt in anticipation.
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 20:08:05 GMT -5
She slowly fell in behind the Lessers. Keeping her distances yet close enough to help if things got sticky. She followed them as they made their way towards the brother. She smiled a little, her hands in her pocket. Acting nonchalant but ready to attack.
She eyed the people in front of them and wondered if they would move out of their way but it didn't look as that was going to be a possibility. She lifted her eyes skyward and wondered what possessed people to go crazy and shop. She met Tohr's eyes and waited for his lead. Seeing as this was his patrol..
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 20:17:10 GMT -5
As soon as the shoppers got past him, he snapped out an arm and grabbed one of the lessers. The whitehead gave a look of surprise as he got bum rushed to the service alley next to the mall, bell still in his hand.
He didn't pause and swung a let around with a spin, and kicked the lesser farther into the alley. Stalking towards him, grabbed it by the neck and put a finger in its face, "Quiet. Die quick and easy. Or be loud, and I'll rip out your throat so you can't make a sound and I'll make you wish I had not ripped you apart like paper on a gift, got it?"
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 20:21:35 GMT -5
The other lesser watched as Tohr took his buddy then started to flee. She grabbed hold of his neck like a buddy would. "Hey now.. not so fast. We ain't through.."
The lesser looked at her and started to struggle. She whispered to him. "You might as well chill." She tightened her hand and followed after the brother and other lesser dragging her new friend into the alley with her.
As she entered she thought about the crowd behind her and the hundreds of people still hanging out and the shopkeepers and carefully raised a Mhis over the area to keep the screams quiet and the town people out of here. She let go of her new pal and smiled.
"Christmas came early.." She said softly.
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 20:26:13 GMT -5
The lesser kicked him in the chest, pushing him off and sprung to his feet. He smiled at the whitehead and spun his dagger out, "Okay. Gift wrapped foul smelling gift for me it is." He swung his dagger and the lesser ducked and pulled out a pistol.
Before it could fire off a shot, he snaked a leg out and kicked the gun out of the lesser's hand and then reversed, and kicked with the other leg, sending the lesser into a pile of boxes, and down. "See, I was feeling in the spirit and offered you options. Falllalaala and shit."
Prowled forward and grabbed the lesser by the jacket and hauled him up. Snarled and planted his dagger through its shoulder, pinning it to the brick wall like an ornament, dagger falling from its grasp with a useless arm.
Began searching it for its effects, tossing down a wallet, with ID and keys. "Oh goody. Jar, the jars, oh how we'll break your jar." Sang to the tune of a holiday song.
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 20:38:23 GMT -5
As soon as her words left her mouth the lesser attacked. She growled low and blocked his hits. Before throwing a few of her own in the mix. Knocking the lesser back into the wall and getting up into his face with a sweet smile. Before pulling away a dagger standing out from the lessers chest. He started to move forward but then fell to the ground.
She shook her head and went back over to him and gathered all the information he had on him. "Total buzz kill." She poked the guy then looked over at Tohr. He isn't even a new recruit and he stinks at fighting. Sighs. Losers always came out on the holidays.
She glanced over at Tohrment. "I do hope yours gave you a better way to celebrate the holidays?"
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Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Nov 24, 2012 21:00:20 GMT -5
He shrugged and spun out his other dagger, "Not really. And I was so hoping for better presents this year. Guess Santa was too busy to give us trained Powder stinkers today." He stabbed his dagger in and with a resounding pop, the lesser was gone in a flash. Bent down to pick up the wallet for the thing's address and keys.
Looked at Payne's that was trying to crawl away, "Might want to send him back to Omega land of unwanted souls."
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Post by Payne Bloodletter on Nov 24, 2012 21:07:41 GMT -5
She raised a brow then looked at her turtle. She stepped in front of the lesser and watched the guy tense. "Yeah. No. No Christmas gift for you." She muttered and flipped the guy over and stabbed him and watched him dust to nothing.
She crouched for a moment spinning her dagger. "Think we cane find some more holly jolly shoppers?"
With a small smile she dropped the Mhis and with Tohr beside her they headed back into the street to continue their hunting.
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