The Wastes

[Angel]

hey, what are you, OW! *He backs off uneasily* Toph? um... we have somewhere to be... so...

*he backs away with a slightly worried expression, this guy isn't like the other humans (mostly) walking in the streets and it makes him uneasy*

[Triona]

His finger remained in a frozen poke on Zed's shoulder though he didn't seem to notice.
Seph did not answer so Erikarn just continued to stare at him, waiting for answer. When it remained silent, he turned his yellow, wide eyes on Zed. 'What are you.'

Oddly enough, it was not stated as a question.

(( Argh. I'm so sorry >< I was at my summer camp thingy and was no where near civilisation let alone a computer. Thanks for waiting guys! ))

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph didn't understand what Erikarn meant by "Toph" he didnt know if it was a question or otherwise, so he assumed it was the blubbering of a man who had just lost a fight with a lampost.

[Angel]

*Zed freezes and an aura of a wild animal, readying to flee, settles itself on his shoulders. He is obviously familiar with this situation. He is afraid. He turns his head towards Seph but keeps his eyes on Erikarn*

We need to leave Seph, NOW, Seph...

*he shifts his feet minutely with a slight scraping sound and tightens his fists. He doesn't want anybody to find out about him, no one else... there are too many people already... He grits his teeth and restrains his animal instincts*

[Sephirothsicase]

"Calm down little one. Nothing here is more of a threat to you than the land itself, or have you been faultering in your training?"

He sighs and pushes himself off the pole since Erikarn did not accept his hand. The flame tattoos on his body seemed to flick slightly as his mood changed.

[Angel]

But Sir... *he shakes him self slightly* No, I don't falter..

*Zed notes the flickering, those tattoos are more than decoration, surely. Somewhat back in control of him self, he checks his watch.*

all the same, we must go. the exchange happens in twenty minutes, we have to be there before that happens.

*he rubs his shoulder again and looks up and down the heaving night-time street*

[Sephirothsicase]

"Don't call me sir, it makes me sound old."

He laughs slightly and indicates for Zed to continue.

"Let us go then. Lead."

[Angel]

um.. right. *he nods once to the strange guy who had made him so uneasy and moves on. He keeps to the side of the street, watching the Rats pass by unknowingly. he points to a brightly lit club at the end of the street*

Its there, we meet up with the client in there, guard the transaction and get him out before everything goes to hell. But, we may have a problem.. the gangs know about this already and are set up around the outside, for once, they've been vaguely intelligent. look,

*he points the the roof line, several shadows, clearly visible to vampire eyesight, are aiming sniper rifles at the building. Down side streets an unusual number of large men and standing or crouching against the wall in concealing clothing.*

We'll be a target as soon as we get out with the money. plus there will probably be a battle over the goods..

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph looks upwards, eyeing the Riflemen. He flexes his Harpies Claw with small skritching sounds.

"Can I kill them now please? It saves effort for later."

[Angel]

*he grins evilly* my thoughts exactly, but don't let them scream, they.. don't have radios but that would still be heard. I'll take the left,

*He eyes a fire escape and lifts himself up it silently, drawing no eye from the street*

<see you in a few kills,> *he speaks mentally from a crouch beside a low wall on the rooftop. Just ahead are two snipers, chatting amiably about frivolous nothings. Zed steps lightly up behind them and lays a hand on the back of each neck and sparks fly from his fingers to their skin, extinguishing their voices first then movement in their bodies. He takes great pleasure in seeing the horror on their faces before he fries their brains with a larger shock.*

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph nodded and took the right, moving through the shadows.

He came up at the top in the small form of a rather small child. The child was about four or five years old and had bright green eyes amd long black hair. He wore robe-like garments that hid a shirt and trousers underneath. He walked up to the both and pulled on the trouser leg of one and put on his cutest voice.

"Err.. Mister... I.. I'm sowwy but I fink I'm wost..."

Seph looked at him with puppy-like watery eyes. The man tried to shoo the kid away while the other laughed. Seph sighs before growing slightly to the size of a ten year old as they turn to keep an eye on the street below. He grabs the man around the mouth and pulls him down, bringing the claw across his throat, slicing through the trachea, cutting off any air or sound coming from him. He instantly dropped him as the other man turned and raised the rifle.

Seph slammed a fist into his stomach, wounding the man before gripping his throat and squeezing hard. The only thing that escaped was a slow gurgle. Seph smiled.
"Ever heard of the Head-on-a-stick slice?"
Seph flexes the claw. He pushes into the mans back and feels for the spine.
"It was developed during what humans called the "Vietnam War."
He pushed the claw in further as the man struggles and screams, it was muffled agains Seph's hand clamping down on his mouth.
"Of course, when they wanted information they had to interrogate people, but they kept running away! So this is how they did it."
Seph pushed further and wrapped the claw around a small connection in the spine. He digged in with the claw and cut across and down. The sharpened claw moved through the bone and through the Spinal Column. The man went instantly limp. Seph dropped him to the floor as the startled man was instantly quiet, a look of surprise came across his face.

"And now, you are literally, a head-on-a-stick."

[Angel]

*Zed looks across to where the other snipers had been and can only see the silhouette of a young boy. He grins*

<Seph, I'm heading for the entrance. Try not to come in covered in blood, hmm?>

*he jumps down the fire escape again and strolls confidently into the club, flicking the door keeper a coin. The place is loud and busy, various 'businesses' working smoothly. He spots the client, leaning against the wall and weaves his way over. The insignia on his coat is enough to ID him and the young man nods in acknowledgement. Zed leans beside him*

I don't see a weapon,did you think this would be easy? where's your CO? *Zed shakes his head*
She couldn't come but we have back up. He's just dealing with our getout. As for weapons.. leave that to the professionals.

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph sighed and finished toying with the man. He took a silencer from the man's pockets and screwed it into the barrell of the Sniper Rifle. He then put the gun to the man's head and pulled the trigger. The gun fired with a soft "ssft" sound. Seph dropped the gun and took the form of the tall adult again before walking back down the stairs and following Zed inside.

He places a small coin in the palm of the doorman before entering slightly behind, keeping an eye on Zed and the contact.

[Angel]

*Zed motions discreetly to the client, pointing out Seph. The man nods, looking more confidant now. The mob boss that their nameless client is meeting strides self importantly through the door, surrounded by guards and accompanied by a geeky looking scientist holding a dishevelled laptop under his arm. He sits down at a table in the centre of the room, he's a disgustingly obese man with sweaty stains in his overly expensive clothes. he carries an ornate gun at his hip, probably unused, Zed thinks disparagingly.

The client straightens his clothes and strides forwards, his fear cloaked under a near-perfect poker face. The negotiations begin and the guards watch Zed like you would watch a child, patronising and indulgent.. it makes his hands spark slightly and he grits his teeth*

[Sephirothsicase]

Seph looked at the client with his peircing eyes, he grinned. He could smell the stench of fear from here. He began tapping the claw against the wall he was leaning on, getting slightly annoyed that this was taking so long.