A Ghostly Cat Walk [Reserved RP]

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A Ghostly Cat Walk [Reserved RP]

Post by Azra » Tue Apr 17, 2018 3:01 am

Los Angeles 9:03 PM

It'd been two months from their escape from The Facility. They had dragged people away from families and homes under the pretense of training and betterment. Told the world this was somewhere to go for the astranged meta human and mutant to come to understand themselves. Azra however had seen them for who they were, when she said no they threatened her. When Alezra's family insisted and she tried to explain they pointed a gun to her mother's temple. They knew as things went on that shooting Alezra was pointless. So they fired into someone else. It broke her for a time, now though it just infuriated her on a daily basis.

The world was in a state of tranquility, there was still oddities and criminal elements sure but the bolder concepts had subsided. The capes in the wind the fists of infinitely trained men and women they had become the bed time stories of the modern generation. Nobody wanted to try and conquer nations anymore or warp reality to their whims what chance of success was there? So it fades away and most with an ability or power just look for ways to use it in a mundane fashion. But that was all just the bullshit on the screen.

Behind it Alezra was convinced was just politics and lies. World wasn't better the ones in charge just hid their activities better. She'd left their place earlier in the night an attic someone had been willing to give them so long as they tried to go unnoticed by authorities. It was only a temporary place of residence but the good nature of people was something Alezra was a bit more trusting of. She wasn't so sure if that would remain true after tonight however, not after the tip she had gotten. A young addict had informed the ghost of a group of dealers on the edge of town with crooked cops as back up. A good number of people to go after meant aa good chance of being seen of needing to go back on the run.

"Hey, you busy? Found some friends on the end of town, maybe a girl shouldn't take them on all alone." She called basically the only phone she ever called. Alezra had only called her aunt once didn't care to ever again after that for fear of safety. Only person she ever really called was the guy she had escaped with. Honestly either of them she felt could handle most fights alone Alezra just liked having others around. Knowing she wasn't alone.

It'd dipped into the eleventh hour of the night a few of the thugs could be seen drowsy from things that transpired around the house. Police cars were near by and smoke escaped the window of one, they were not here to make a bust she could tell. Might fool those who wanted to think the world was okay but Azra didn't buy into it. Dropping into a crouch she creeped through the wall. Not a room or shadows but moved through brick at most maybe a light haunting mist might have been seen most would see nothing though or think nothing of it if they did. Drawing her knife her hand moved through the window and then cold steel rested against the arteries.

"Go back to the office tell your boss I find a badge with the filth you'll end like them." Behind those cat like eyes was someone who wanted to draw an edge along the throat. He was likely just trying to help ends meet however not committed to criminal behavior. Either way he was willing to depart from the scene called the others to do the same. Leaving the snow haired teen with a window of opportunity.

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She was confident in her strut forward almost playful as she blowed a loose strand of hair from her face. Her free hand going for an additional knife as she got close to the door. She didn't need to be silent or subtle her stance was teasingly open armed as if challenging the collection of thugs she saw. At first they were hesitant the confrontations so many gang members had to adapt to before had faded. Eventually a gun rises though and barks the projectile only whispd by passing through her head and into a wall behind harmlessly. More continued and then they stopped as silver opened his throat. She could see it in them, most of these people had victims of the no challenge variety. The living ghost was okay with placing them into a similar predicament.

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Re: A Ghostly Cat Walk [Reserved RP]

Post by Orph » Tue Apr 17, 2018 2:40 pm

Walker was on the internet when he got the call.

After they'd escaped from the Facility, Walker had known that simply living on the run until the government caught up with them wasn't a viable long-term plan. Things needed to change, and they were already past the point of peaceful protests, or activism.

He'd done a few things towards the end of gathering a power-base. First, he'd sent statements to the media, detailing they way he and Alezra had been treated at the Facility. Next, he'd opened a twitter account, which had gained around seventy thousand followers, and growing. He used this new public platform to get messages out to young mutants and metahumans, both who were in danger of being captured, and taken to places similar to the Facility, and those who didn't know how much danger they were in. When someone was getting chased by the cops for the 'crime' of having powers, they called him. Even if Walker wasn't nearby, he had reach enough that he could ask someone else in the area to help. It wasn't exactly the Underground Railroad, but it was a start.

A week ago, Walker had started a Discord server. It wasn't terribly secure, as far as platforms like that went, but Walker had taken pains to keep any third parties from joining it. He distributed invites only once he'd done a video-chat with the recipient, and had them prove that they had powers. Then, he sent them a one-time-use link. At the moment, it only had a few members, the people who shared his view that things needed to change, and seemed committed to the cause.

Walker picked up the phone. Some... 'friends' across town.

"Don't have all the fun without me."

The Punk-Rock Pyrokinetic grabbed his trademark leather jacket and aviators, and headed out, letting the people he'd been messaging know he would be unavailable for a few hours. Their safehouse, arranged by one of Walker's followers, was a pretty dingy place, as far as houses went, but it sufficed, for two teenage fugitives. Walker's bike was hidden out back. He unchained it, and set off to where Alezra had indicated.

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The ride didn't take that long, thankfully. The longer either of them spent outside, the higher the chance someone might find them. When he arrived at the place, his erstwhile partner was already getting shot at, not that bullets meant much to her. He parked the bike, stepped off, and began walking towards the building. One of the people still standing noticed him, and drew his gun. Walker grinned, and snapped his fingers, the motion finishing with his thumb and forefinger in a finger-gun position. Instantly, the gun burst into flame, and the metal was heated. Before he could even fire, the thug dropped his weapon, cradling his burned hand.

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"So, why are we here?"

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Re: A Ghostly Cat Walk [Reserved RP]

Post by databaseoverload » Tue Apr 17, 2018 8:57 pm

I’m disappointed in both of you
ELI EATS OUT!!!

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Re: A Ghostly Cat Walk [Reserved RP]

Post by LunaHawk » Mon Apr 23, 2018 5:10 am

The gang members had been stunned into inaction initially but once the gun fire began they kicked into action. Pistols and illegal firearms came up and bullets sprang forth. There were now two attackers on their gang turf. Where one bullet failed to kill the woman they tried instead for several dozen, hoping to overcome whatever esoteric defense she had by pure weight of numbers. When a man arrived on the scene and started to attack them from another direction everything turned into chaos. Several of the thugs turned in his direction, hoping to loose a wall of led in his direction and reduce him to bleeding giblets.

From elsewhere another pair of eyes was watching in the shadows, out of direct line of sight and concealed among the rooftops, looking down on the ensuing chaos. A few buttons ensured there would be no police arriving on the scene, at least not for several minutes longer than normal...and normal was close to fifteen minutes as it was.

From among the thugs emerged a man who was closer to mountain than man, standing well over seven feet tall with huge arms. He wielded a make shift weapon that had once been a piece of steel re bar but a series of razor wire had been wrapped around it. He strode straight for Walker, roughly shoving some of his own men to the ground as they got in the way. He walked forward, raising the bar and made a huge sweep with his titan arms. Muscles flexed, veins bulged and the bar moved for the side of Walker's chest so fast it was a blur of motion. If it struck, the bar could crush bone, cut apart flesh and expel the air from Walker's lungs.

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