Chaotic Times At Dusk [open]

[kaz]

"Murder and torture huh, well this sounds a little too much of my kind of place." Jae had on her usual Avatar shades on, a brown leather jacket, pair of dark blue jeans, a white lacy at the edges spaghetti strap tank top, and some dusty old brown cowgirl shoes on. The sun was just rimming the Earth and painting the skies in hues of pink, orange, purple, and a hint of green as it left it's mark, as if saying it'll be back for another day.

Jae was actually wandering around the town only to spend and entire day's worth of daylight to reach this God forsaken place. There were rusted signs speaking of warnings, death, decay, all the usual things to keep normal ordinary people out of it. Jae only had to chuckle at all of them, it was a rather silly attempt to warn people, didn't they know that naturally a normal being is drawn to curiosity whether they admit it or not.

She had pulled her long caramel hair into a loose low pony tail as she continued to venture into the unknown. The more she walked the more she understood why most people didn't come down here. There was dried blood stains splattered on cement, almost on anything and everything; she could also smell the distinct smell of chaos and blood that caught her attention. Jae wasn't sure if it was because there was a rather high number of mythicals or maybe even normal people go insane as well. Whichever it was or is, she was drawn to it by gut instinct; not only that but she's a killer for hire, so being thus brings them to places such as these.

She should be in the library pretending to be a librarian but the work gets boring if you're not interested in it. Jae kept walking until she stopped to look at a rather run-down building; it seemed as though noises were coming from it, or maybe this area was finally waking up now that the sun was gone. 'Damn, I forgot my guns. This won't be easy with claws and fangs alone.' She looked at her surroundings slowly and then eased her way into the shadows where the sudden lights of the street wouldn't get her figure. People were coming out of some other building, grumbling, and some were already killing each other. Jae was walking backward and suddenly found herself on her rump, she grunted as she hit the ground and then looked at what she bumped into; looked like a body, was it dead or alive? This place was just getting weirder and weirder by the minute, was it like a suburb for the mentally deranged? Strange town, strange place.

[Isi Runasimi]

Isi 'Foxe' Runasimi sat quietly from her position atop a large abandoned building. No one would notice her from afar and of course the people who should notice her were far too busy being far too distracted. The things they were distracted with were far too hideous and revolting to name, but none so to think of. Murder, mayhem and torture, what great conversation starters.

She was adorned in nothing of color, unless you count black. Her black jeans were loose and only stood in place because of a small black belt. And along with her pants and belt she wore a tight black shirt which revealed her female side. Also to take care, she wore a pair of black nike sneakers, wearing white shoes would be a giveaway, not to mention labor day had only been last week's Monday. The only thing amiss would be her pink and red hair, which were also hidden underneath a jet black hat.

She used her black sleeve to polish her eye piece which she was looking into. On the ground she could see six men, not counting the one that they had brought in earlier. The man's name was Steve, and she had only been an hour too late to torture him herself. So now she was on a 'rescue' mission, where she would finish off his captors and take the prize for herself, only to later extract information from him and kill him remarkably slow....

Isi gave a soft chuckle though she knew no one could hear her -- she liked to be absolutely quiet, how ironic or dismal to think of herself on a rescue mission when the poor bastard would only suffer more pain and worry with her. Not to mention the man would get his heart up that he had been saved when only the worse had happened. A switch of tormentors, not a very pleasant thing to happen mind you.

"Where are you going hunny?"

[/b] she whispered to herself knowing the woman couldn't hear her. Since when was a woman with them? Or was the woman too working alone. But the men seemed to not notice her, she was a lucky bitch. Very lucky. But the poor thing got noticed by Isi. She would not step down a foot off of this building till all the targets were inilated, all of them. Upon further examination through her sniper rifle the woman had tripped herself over a dead body.

That brought a sweet grin to Isi's face. The police really could care less about what happened in this area. Dead bodies seemed to just crawl through this area, another reason why she didn't want to step down on the ground. But she would have to sooner or later, she just hoped she would not get blood on her shoes.

"He'd better still be alive"[/b] she whispered to herself yet again as she moved aim from the woman to the six men. She glanced at the door and then again at the men who seemed to either be departing or going to get something. She would have to shoot them all at once or they would run around and it would be rather annoying to take them all down. They would be like helpless little mice once you introduced a cat to the room, running and scurrying in all different directions.

She pulled the trigger and dropped one man before he or his comrades knew what was coming, she angled and dropped the second man. She wasn't paying any attention to the woman who she would turn her gun on after the men (the fact that the woman might be able to gather the location from her sniper by her taking too many shots at the men didn't cross her mind), also the body the woman came into contact with. She hadn't really noticed it until the woman did; it was probably already dead but she would shoot it just the same, better safe than sorry. [/color][/blockquote][/font]