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[kj777]

Khail Moyong

2008 Ford Mustang, the streets of Trenton, New Jersey

The guy started to say that he rescued Khail rather than kidnapped him. Khail still hazy from what ever made him unconscious thought it over to make sure he heard him correctly. Then the man shifted into Mathias the one from the bar.

"Your right. I got desperate so I had to petrify the officers. They had me in quandary. I wish you had not knocked me out I planned to release them when I got farther from the hotel, oh well they will be confused. I did it from around the corner so they did not even see me."

He looked at the Woman in the driver seat. "Vivian did you use Mathias ability to shapeshift. That was some smart thinking. You both will be able to slip through the police easily. So what is the plan from this point?"

TAG: Mathias, Yuriko

[SaberProductions]

Twila Parker & Alex McCollet

Trenton, New Jersey

The pair watched as Joseph headed away in his car. They waited just inside the door, waiting for his signal.

Alex held Twila close to him. He could feel her itching to run. She wasn't someone who liked waiting for things. She liked action. He held her hand as they waited.

"Alex, do you think this will work?" Twila asked. She was ready for action, but she was afraid of things not going so well. She had been reminded of her own mortality, and now, it was starting to hold her back.

Alex squeezed her hand. "We'll be fine." He said. In his mind, he added, "I promise I'll keep you safe." He kissed her on the top of her head. Then, he spied the smoke rising in the distance. "That's the signal. Time to go." He said, and opened the door. He looked both directions, then stepped out first, pulling Twila along with him.

They hurried into the nearest ally, and stopped. So far, so good. No gunfire, no sirens.

"Should we take my car?" Twila asked, fingering the keys in the pocket of her coat.

Alex shook his head. They'll know what car to look for. We have to stay on foot."

And with that, they ran. They ran as fast as they could to get away.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out around them.

"They're onto us!" Twila hissed.

"Not for long." Alex said. He stopped and knocked over a few trash cans. "Keep running!" He called to her.

His hands burst into flames. He set fire to the trash littering the ground, in the dumpsters, and other cans. He created a wall of fire to keep them safe.

"Run, Twila, run!!" He yelled. The shots came closer, zinging off the walls around them.

Twila turned the corner and ran as fast as her legs would carry her. She zipped through ally after ally, hurtling over the items that were strewn in her path. Finally, she rounded a corner and nearly collided with a blonde. She stopped for a moment, and listened. There was nothing in the distance. The shots had stopped. She leaned against the brick wall, breathing hard. She looked down the alley and saw Wayne with Jasmine and Aden headed toward them. She didn't recognize the blonde.

Wayne was carrying Jasmine over his shoulder. Twila wondered what had happened to her when she realized that she was still alone, and she couldn't hear another set of footsteps running. "Alex!" She exclaimed, still out of breath. "Alex didn't make it with me!"

She turned to run, but Wayne grabbed her. "We can't go back, we have to get out of here."

Twila tried to break free of his grip, but suddenly, she felt her will to run away turn into a will to run with.

"Lead on." He said, nodding to Alexa.

TAG: Druid25, BlueAngel

[BlueAngel]

Jasmine Reider

Trenton, New Jersey

"Alex!" She exclaimed, still out of breath. "Alex didn't make it with me!"

Jasmine panicked but Wayne's glare held her back. Alex didn't make it. She shook her head. He was strong and capable. He could have made it one way or another.

Jasmine blinked as she got used to feeling normal. Without her Empathy, Jasmine felt weird. Uncovered and unprotected. Out in the open. She shivered and turned to Wayne. He was not really paying attention to anything in particular, just staring into the distance. Jasmine slowed her steps and fell back in her stride. She hesitated then swirled around and broke into a run.

She ran until her feet were sore and her head was dizzy with thoughts. She was normal now. No Empathy to hold her down. No emotions. No pain, no hurt, none of that.

Jasmine arrived, absentmindedly, at her old house. Her parents had moved to Chicago long ago so there was nobody there. She opened the door with a creak and looked around.

The living room, now dusty, was still filled with Jasmine's guitar and the piano that her father had bought her when she was 16. Jasmine walked over to the piano and sat down.

For the first time in 6 years, she felt an emotion that was actually her own. Relaxed. It was like a weight was lifted off of her shoulders. She started playing notes, missing some every now and then.

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,

In May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day", he sat down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
whoa breathe, just breathe,
oh breathe, just breathe.

TAG: Anyone in range to hear
((OOC: No. This is not the end.))

This post has been edited by BlueAngel: Nov 18 2009, 06:55 PM

[symbiotic]

IC:Mark Baker
Location: Trenton, NJ
"Two Coins For The Boatman"


Mark got to his feet, and looked at the officer as he almost begged for his help. "Look, all I know is whoever was in that bar is far gone now." Mark said as he brushed the dirt off his pants. "Thank you for your help, what was it Troy?" Mark knew the man's name, but the last thing he need was a flat foot following him around while he still had unfinished business to deal with.

"You look like a stand up guy, really you do." Mark continued as he shook off his coat then put it back on. "It's just that I can't be giving a Cop piggy back rides in this part of town." He made his way over to the officer, and looked at him one more time before turning to walk away. "If I don't shake your hand don't take it as a sign of disrespect."

With that Mark began to walk away leaving Troy to standing alone on the ruins of the plane strip. As he made his way through the field Mark could see all the blood he had lost on his way there, covering the tops of the blades of grass like shadows on a sunny day.

He let out a sigh, knowing if the cop didn't show up when he did Mark would have easily died tonight. He slowly turned over his shoulder, Troy still standing in the same spot. "Well, what are you waiting for? I'm not getting any younger!" Mark yelled back to the officer.

He waved Troy over. Troy looked up smiling running over to Mark, he looked as if he was going to say something but Mark cut him off. "Don't thank me yet." Mark glared at the man."If I help you, we're square I go my way you go yours. Fair enough?"


[TAG:] SABER

This post has been edited by symbiotic: Nov 18 2009, 10:07 PM

[Yuriko]

IC: Julie Chung
Location: 2008 Ford Mustang, the streets of Trenton, New Jersey

No sooner did Julie relax her mental hold on the Asian man's consciousness, he began to stir and move around in the backseat as he regained his bearings. He seemed to recognize Mathias and herself from the hotel, and asked why they decided to capture him. Not wanting to take any unnecessary risks, Julie maintained a hold on the man's mind, enough to prevent him from using his ability.

"I saw what you did to those police officers, turning them into stone like that. I couldn't run the risk of you being dangerous so I had no choice but to remove you from the hotel by force." Julie said over her shoulder from the front passenger seat. Julie caught Khail referring to her as Vivian, he probably thought she was Vivian in a shapeshifted appearance.

"My name is Julie. Vivian had to go away to take care of some other more important matters and I was sent here to fix the problem between the cops and the Underground Lines. I'm here to make sure none of you guys end up killing each other or something." Julie said to the man, pointing out that she was not Vivian. "Now that you're here with us, the next thing we need to do is find the rest of the people from Underground Lines before the cops find them."

As Mathias drove the car towards an intersection, Julie spotted a police cruiser speed through with sirens blaring and lights flashing. "Follow that car, Mathias, I have a feeling the police will show us the way." Julie said to Mathias.

Tag: Mathias, kj777

(crappy 3AM post. yay.)

This post has been edited by Yuriko: Nov 18 2009, 11:57 PM

[Druid25]

Alexa Viisu

Trenton, New Jersey

They followed jasmine to an old abandoned house. Alexa watched jasmine sit down and start playing. She took Aden aside and told him," I'm going after Alex", Aden was about to protest, "They don' know who I am, I'm going to try to get him out of there, before they get to the station." She started toward, the door, and then turned back to Aden, If the police, end up here, go back to my apartment, and decide from there, if all else fails, I'll meet you there." She turns around, a quietly walks out of the house.

She wanders back into the area where the red-head ran into her, from there she started to go the way that she was running from. There, she began to hunt her quarry. She made a small prayer and start off in the direction the red-head was heading from.

She followed her hurried foot steps, She drew out both of her tonfas and went down the alley as quietly as possible. Ready if need be for a confrontation.

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Aden Viisu
Trenton, New Jersey

Aden watched Alexa leave quietly. He put his hand up in a farewell gesture "May god, watch over you Alexa." He whispered. He walked over to Jasmine. He grabbed her guitar and started to sing slowly, soberly.

"A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they'd be happy for a while.

But february made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn't take one more step.

I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.

So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock 'n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.

I started singin',
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me,

Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while Lenin read a book of Marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.

We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.

And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."

They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."

By the fifth verse, it sped up, and became a swing tune, it continued almost at a breakneck speed, by the last stanza he had slowed down to the speed that he had in the beginning. When he finished he looked at Jasmine, "I hope you didn't mind me using your guitar." He said with a devilish grin.

Tag: Saber, BA

This post has been edited by Druid25: Yesterday, 04:58 PM

[Mathias]

IC:Mathias
Location: 2008 Fored Mustang, streets of Trenton, NJ

Mathias nodded as Julie pointed out the cop car speeding across the intersection and told him to follow it. "You got it."
With that, Mathias peeled out, engine roaring and rubber burning as he ran the red light they had been sitting at. He took a hard left and started trailing the cop cruiser.

It was fairly easy, considering that everyone was pulling off to the side as he sped by with his sirens on, turning all the lights in his path green. The trick was staying close to him and managing to avoid cars as they pulled back out into the street, assuming that there weren't any other emergency vehicles passing by.

As they drove on, Matt started to see where they were going: Off in the distance a large fire appeared to be sending black smoke high into the air. Mathias flipped on the radio and tried to search around for some kind of local news report and finally found a traffic/accident reporter calling in from a helicopter. Apparently there was a riot or small scale war going on in the city!

Mathias turned to Julie as he drove, "Oh man, isn't this what Miss Clara wanted us to prevent?" As they neared the area, a large blockade of cop cars and armored trucks had been set up around the combat zone, barring them from entering from this direction. Matt pulled up on the emergency brake and twisted the wheel hard, drifting with a high pitch scream into the road on the right. As Matt sped down the side street his eyes swept into the alleyways on his left, searching for anyone or anything. Then up ahead he spotted an abandoned house on the left. There were several figures making their way inside, and Matt spotted the flaming red hair of Miss Parker among them.

"Here they are!" Matt exclaimed to Julie, "We found some of them!" Matt decelerated and eventually pulled up to the building and jumped out of the car. He rushed toward the group.

"Are you all alright? What's happening? It sounds like a bloody war has broke loose out here!"

TAG-- Yuriko, kj777, Saber, Druid25, BlueAngel

This post has been edited by Mathias: Yesterday, 08:24 AM

[BlueAngel]

Jasmine Reider

Trenton, New Jersey

Jasmine was so shocked at Aden's sudden appearance and nearly fell over, "Jesus Christ. I didn't hear you. Eh, it's fine." She sighed and felt more calm with Aden's song. But there was still the problem of Alex missing. Possibly captured by the police.

TAG: Druid25

[Druid25]

Aden Viisu
Trenton, New Jersey

He looked at Jasmine, thinking "God she is beautiful, And yet sad,What should I do?" he tentatively put his hand, on hers. He looked her in the eyes. "Don't worry about Alex. he can handle himself. And beside Alexa went after him, If anyone can help bring him back, my sister can. I know it." He smiles at her. He jumped up. "I know something that might cheer you up!" He has a mischievous glean in his eye.

He launches into song.

"`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe. "

It was a non-sensible poem, put to music. The shadows began to dance all around him. Everyone shadows gathered into a ring and started to dance around the room on the walls. Everyone voice started to join, though no one was singing, It was just Aden singing, but all of their voices joined in unison, singing. It was a fast pace song, and it was sung loudly enough for everyone in the room to hear.
And the song went faster and faster, as the poem went on, the shadows spinning faster. Then the last two verse slowed down considerably, Where each shadow is standing shoulder by shoulder, singing slowly and swaying side by side. At the end of it, Aden nearly fainted, he was winded and very very drained. "Wow, that was exhilarating." He said.

Tag: Everyone in the Room
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Alexa Viisu
Trenton, New Jersey

She was walking quietly trying to follow the hurried fleeing steps of the red-head.

She heard the officer before she saw him, searching the alley. he spotted her. and held up his gun. "Who are you, Show your self!" He shouted. Alexa, held up her hands saying, "Sir, please don't shoot."

"Hold your hands where we can see them, Are you one of those nasty people who have been terrorizing the Citizens of this Neighboorhood?" He asked tartly.

"No sir." She replied

"How come I can't believe you? he asked as a devilish glint appeared in his eye. he raised his gun and cocked it.

"Sir this isn't necessary" She said panicking.

"The boss said that you people are dangerous, I don't know whats soo dangerous about you." He took aim with a grin.

Alexa froze, and the suddenly she knew that if she would be able to dodge his shot if she rolled forward and if she was able to roll into his reach, the gun is useless. So she tucked and rolled and the officer fired, it passed harmless over head. She somersaulted the several feet between them. By the time the officer registered that she wasn't hit, she was coming out of her somersault and and drove her tonfa in her right hand hard into his gut. He went down with an "Ouff". She jumped up delivered the next blow on his back, knocking him prone. The she lands a final blow that renders him unconscious.
She grabbed his handcuffs and cuffed his hand behind his back, She took his keys and threw them away in a near by dumpster.
She shook her head, "Bad luck sir, that what you get with orders like 'Shoot first, ask questions later'. She started down the alley again, in hope of finding Alex

Tag:Saber

[kj777]

Khail Moyomg

2008 Ford Mustang, streets of Trenton, NJ

The young lady in the front corrected Khail. She was not Vivian, but a new girl named Julie. She also said that they need to find the rest of the people from the bar. Khail did not think it was a good idea, but there was power in numbers. Julie then pointed to the cop car saying that will take them where they need to go.

Mathias stepped on the gas no sooner that Julie said follow that car. Khail fell into the seat when he took off. The odd thing is the cop was speeding too. Khail thought, "For a young man he is really resourceful, but still drives like a teen."

Khail was shocked at the giant fire in the distance. He could tell Mathias was too. The smoke could be seen far away. Then there were a group of people fighting. He has only seen things like this occasionally on his mission. As Mathias drove on they were blocked by a blockade of officers. Khail was going to telll Julie and Mathias an idea to get around this, but Mathias braked hard and drifted. He sped down an alleyway and started to slow down. He called out Miss Parker's name and ran towards the building.

"Wow that was the worst driving I ever experienced." He said to Julie as he exited the car.

He ran to catch up to Mathias. He saw a blonde haired girl who just cuffed a cop's hands together down the alley. He also spotted Parker. "Wow. Hello Parker you probably know this, but the cops are after us. Where is Jasmine?"

TAG: Yuriko, kj777, Saber, Druid25, BlueAngel

This post has been edited by kj777: Today, 03:46 PM