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Post by Vitaly on May 6, 2013 20:20:50 GMT -5
Catherine grumbled to herself as she walked down the side walk. Today and been another long rough day at the PIDA. She kept losing her cool over the smallest of things, and even managed to snap a broom in half while doing so. Chances are it was because of the full moon. She had been in a pissy mood because of it. The month had gone by so fast, almost like a blur. During those few weeks she had a chance to be almost human. But now things would go downhill. The full moon was tomorrow, so she would take that day off to prepare for the change. Luckily, the folks down at the PIDA understood her problem. She was a werewolf after all. It was still rather embarrassing having to tell your boss that you can’t come in because of a stupid moon. Well, the dangerous change only happened once a month, suppose she didn’t have a reason to complain. With a sigh, Catherine continued her trek home when she suddenly stopped.
Sitting on the side of the road was the towns Junkyard. She wouldn’t usually venture to this place very often, especially when there could be bits of silver lying about. There was some strange scent drawing her there. The woman looked around before she lifted her head and deeply inhaled. If her suspicions where correct, the strange scent was coming from the junk yard. With curiosity tugging at her head, the young woman crossed the street and entered the fairly large junk yard. Once inside the woman began to look around. Perhaps she had caught the scent of someone working here? That could be a possibility, Or maybe it was all in her head.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2013 20:45:25 GMT -5
The skies reached it's moments of twilight as the sun starts to set. A man in an usual attire lays unconscious on the cold hard ground of the junkyard, his hair was black as the night and rolled back, the most conspicuous thing about him was his high tech visor covering and sniper rifle baring a katana handle as a stock. It was clear that this man wasn't of this world...or perhaps time period maybe?
His eyes slowly start to open as he begins to come about. The man gets up from the floor and looks around aimlessly to figure out where he is. "I'm in a Junkyard...of course." He said to himself, Just then his Visor picked up a life signal...it was a werewolf. The Cyborg takes his rifle and sets it by his waist and holds onto the katana handle and goes on about his way to get out of the junkyard with caution.
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Post by Vitaly on May 7, 2013 21:14:23 GMT -5
Nothing here struck her as odd.
Catherine brushed her curly blonde hair out of her face as she continued to look around. Her sensitive nose had picked up on something interesting, but yet there wasn’t a damn thing here but trash. Cat’s hazel eyes didn’t see anything unusual. There really wasn’t much around here. Just piles of trash and scrap metal stacked on top of each other. Maybe her nose was going crazy again. This had happened once before when she was tracking a deer in the woods.
“Maybe it’s nothing…stupid nose.” Cat mumbled to herself as she continued to walk about the junkyard. The fairly short woman kept her hands his her black coat pockets. The last thing she wanted to do was accidentally touch silver. That stuff was deadly! Just one touch could melt the flesh from her bones. The werewolf shuddered at the thought. As Catherine trudged on she kept an eye out for anything remotely suspicious.
Perhaps she was looking in the wrong spots, or maybe there as nothing here at all? As a PIDA agent she needed to do better than this. Though the agency has made her a janitor, she was still a fierce agent at heart. Who could blame them for sticking a werewolf into a simple job though? All she had to do was clean. Maybe that was for the best. The last thing they would want was for her to go out and kill people. With a loud sigh the she-wolf began to yawn. Maybe all this was for not? It was time to leave. She wouldn’t find anything here but a bunch of scrap metal anyway.
With a shrug Catherine turned to leave when she caught something out of the corner of her eye. The woman quickly spun around to see something in the distance. A humanoid figure stood amidst the trash. Maybe her nose wasn’t so useless after all? “H-hey you!” She barked as she began to walk closer, when she took a couple of steps she quickly realized she wasn’t dealing with a human. The woman cocked her head to the side as she drew closer, just out of curiosity. After getting closer the woman stopped just a few feet away from him. Her hazel eyes looked the man up and down curiously. “W-what the hell? What are you?” This clearly wasn't the best thing to say. Cat was completely blow away by this person's look. They weren't' from around there, that was for sure.
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Post by Deleted on May 7, 2013 21:58:46 GMT -5
Hawk tread lightly, making every footstep light and easy. Back in the academy, he was taught not to take chances, assess the situation and overall, BE CAREFUL; something most people forget to do. The readings on his visor were getting stronger...the werewolf is nearby and ready to pounce. Now's not the time to rest. He heard a woman's voice from behind him and turned around.
Hawk reacted quickly by getting into his samurai stance, unsheathing his katana and pointed the tip of the red blade at the girl and the protected mouth piece he has tucked in his armor suddenly covers his mouth, masking his face completely. Oh how he loves the sound the katana makes as it comes out of the scabbard and cuts the air, that's one of the main reasons he chooses the katana over any other weapon. "Keep your distance werewolf!" He yelled out. "You are in no position to ask questions here....Who are you?!." He commanded and held the katana tightly.
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Post by Vitaly on May 8, 2013 18:20:42 GMT -5
The werewolf let loose a mighty growl as her company quickly turned hostile. A surge of adrenaline rushed through her system as he pulled out a katana. This sudden bout of anger startled her. Cat then jumped back as Hawk pointed the red blade toward her. “Woh! Calm down. I’m not going to hurt you.” She barked as her delicate hands slipped out of her pockets and immediately went up in defense. What the man said next confused her. So he somehow knew she was a werewolf? Interesting, so he couldn’t be human right? He defiantly didn’t look like a human, nor did he smell like one. Catherine then cocked her head as a strange metal piece covered the man’s face, and hid his identity. The she-wolf knew about many supernatural, but this guy didn’t fit into any category she knew about. It was very strange to say the least.
The woman rolled her hazel eyes as the strange man spoke. Apparently she was in no position to be asking questions. Well, according to this man anyway. She wasn't about to take that sitting down. After the initial shock of it all went away Cat began to relax. He didn't seem so bad, right? Catherine decided to tease him a bit. “I sure hope you aren’t intimidated by a small woman like me.” She then chuckled a bit. “You’re acting like I pulled a gun on you. Am I really that scary?”
Catherine began to grow a bit bold as she extended her hand towards the crimson blade. She then used her index finger to pushed it down away from her face. “You should really be careful with that thing…you might poke someone’s eye out.” She stated before releasing a sigh. This man wanted to know who she was. Why not tell him? Cat really had nothing to lose. “If you must know, my name is Catherine. And yes, I am a werewolf.” The woman then looked the strange man up and down again. He clearly didn’t look like anything she had ever seen before, and she worked at the PIDA of all places! With a smirk she slid her hands back into her coat pocket before saying. ”You’re not from around here, are you?”
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Post by Deleted on May 8, 2013 19:43:02 GMT -5
Why the hell isn't she attacking? back in the future, most of the werewolves Hawk has faced are feral and dangerous....it'd make sense to put them down before they hurt any other innocent that just so happened to stumble across their way. Hawk did notice that this particular werewolf is still in her human form and she isn't making no attempt to attack him . Just who is she anyway? how can she regain her mind? Can she transform at will? These questions plagued his mind.
What really struck him as odd was the fact that this....woman is talking so casually, like being held at swordpoint is no big deal at all. Now she's starting to walk closer to him even going as far as TOUCHING his katana and putting it aside...What the fuck is going on? She stated her name in a civil manner and she seems friendly enough...for now.
"Well, 'poking someone's eye out' is sort of the point of my sword, though you shouldn't have come so close to my it, it's very lethal." Hawk replied then twirled the katana in his hand and sheathed it away. "You may call me Hawk. Now if you'll excuse me." Hawk introduced himself and walked past Cat
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Post by Vitaly on May 9, 2013 20:29:06 GMT -5
Hawk’s katana was the least of Cat’s worries. If the man had pulled out a gun then she might have reacted differently. This strange man did look a bit intimidating, but Cat learned not to judge by appearances. Who knows what this man was, or where he came from. The she-wolf doubted his sword wasn’t laced with any sort of Silver. So there was need to fear him. If it was she would have been running for the hills. When the man spoke of his sward she rolled her eyes and playfully said. “Lethal? Yeah, right.” She didn’t mean to come off so bitchy, it was just in the woman’s nature.
This man was blunt. So much so that it began to annoy the werewolf. She cocked an eye brow as the man stating his name, before sheathing his weapon. Hawk, huh? she thought. Well, that was a very strange name. Just Hawk? Before Cat could ask about it Hawk brushed passed her. The man was about to leave."You're not much of a talker, are you?" Was it even possible to get anything out of him? The she-wolf sighed before she turned to face the strange man. “Hawk, I really don’t think you want to be caught walking around in…whatever you’re wearing.” Catherine stated as she placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. Her hazel eyes peered up at Hawk as she continued. “People will start to ask questions.” The woman then looked around to make sure no one else was in the area. “And trust me when I say humans aren’t exactly the most accepting creatures. “ Now, what was she going to do with him? Cat couldn’t allow this man to walk around like this.
Perhaps she could take him back to her place? No, she had just met the guy, why would she even think of taking him to her home!? Cat had to find him somewhere else to stay. Maybe he could find a temporary home at the PIDA? That could work, but they would most certainly interrogate the hell out of him. Oh, she could see Hawk pulling a weapon on one of the Agents. They wouldn’t take as likely as she had. Suppose taking him home was the only option she had right now. The girl grumbled. Catherine needed to keep him out of trouble until she decided what to do with him. “I might be best if you stay with me. You don’t seem to be from around here and I can show you around.”
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