@Flucks: Good. I was hoping for one of these :P
TRINITY NIPPON
@Clara Mass: "Hehe, please", the cunning strategist replied in regards to her request for dinner, however, he had anticipated her acceptance to his proposal beforehand, a testament to his intellect perhaps. "Calm yourself Clarice", mysterious Impero advised, his hands now folded behind his back as he confidently walked forward, his posture one of composure and poise. "Impero will see you soon", he stated before walking into a shadowy section of the park and mysteriously vanishing. With an important phase of his plan complete, he could now transition into the next one. "All according to plan".
Hitting the practice dummy with adrenaline higher than ever before, the tanned brawler tears the plastic apart. After some time spent in the tanning saloon and having the Asians file her nails, thee flawless phenomenon wonders why hatred follows her every move. Although she murdered Mikepool, had no one asked her why? No instead they believe what the wish and the so called opinion of his ghostly form. Engaged to Impero comforts her boundary breaking ego but at times like this, when her conscience is weakened, tears roll down her unblemished skin. Had she gone to far off the edge? Had she become the monster she had so strongly fought against in her early days as a heroine? Conflicted more than ever the practice session comes to an abrupt end as her rage lights the dummy on fire. Fellow security officers enter the combat zone but she angrily signals their caring eyes to disperse.
@Flucks : Naito armored guards from thee Nippon Empire's justice department walk along the mountainous land. Under the leadership of Security Director Zeraz, the sound of lightning breaking through the country's force field has brought worry into the soul's of its citizens. "Ma'm there's a man up ahead." Alarmed at the mention of maroon colored energy, the violet eyed fighter remember her night at Loner's days ago. Clarice Michelle is awfully flattered by this man's clingy nature. "Fire on sight!"
@Clara Mass: (you evil b!tch you xD)
The Jersey Devil stands his ground as heavy rounds and cannon shells fire on his position. the force stands calm, with a devilish smile on his face. Reaching one hand upward, he seems to vibrate with a red luminescence, stopping all the metallic rounds with a flick of his wrist, in midflight. They rotate swiftly and descend on the crowd of enforcers, most targeted, was the poorly wired turncoat, Zeraz
@Flucks : (the best kind)
His first capability is the power to redirect firepower. She's unable to think properly as a wall of telekinesis protects brave men and women. One single fly away grazes the skin of the left shoulder. Taken back the auburn haired killer falls to a knee. "Photon blasters position!" He would not make a mockery of Nippon security. Gambler's little puppet was far more stupid than his looks.
@Clara Mass: In random shots, the Flucks the don't giver (:P) begins to flash out of sight in crimson neon, reappearing closer each time, his massive stature more apparent on each jump,His Empty psychotic smile stretches larger at every point. He lands less than aninch away from the Zeraz female and kisses her on the cheek, "Congratulations...HAHAHAHAHA!" His vemous eyes lock with her as he lets out a bonechilling laugh and dissapears into the magnetosphere, leaving scorched earth on the tarred road in front of her, his voice still echoing simultaneous with the thunder crack
@Flucks : Flabbergasted expressions watch as his lips touch the heavenly structured face of Clarice Michelle. His psychotic laugh is but a message for things to come but she too has a present for Surkit's brother. Swiftly scratching his bottom lip with a single swipe of her precious index finger, the rest of her adrenaline rushed attack is met by emptiness. Tattered grass sits before her, his maniacal voice stuck inside her complex mind. Clarice drops to her knees, slightly disappointed by her teams first failure. "Alert Surkit immediately. I have his brother's blood...we're gonna locate that bastard!" Somewhat frightened by this night's crazy happenings...she wonders if she's garnered her first ever rogue.
@Mercy_: (And Mercy's a mod get over it :P)
@Clara Mass: While in the rec room a red alert passes the screen followed by a message from the Kamikaji "Sir, Ms.Zeraz requests you immediately, she says says it has to do with your brother!" he drops the controller stunned whispering, 'Cleric...?' He heads out and begins running until the kinetic energy is absorbed for a shock kick. In one leap he lands on the grass exactly where Flucks had, "What the hell are you talking about Clarice?" He asks,confused as to knowledge, his only brother had died years ago of a fatal gunshot.
@Surkit : Startled by his quickened arrival the frazzled heroine falls on her bottom. "You don't know do you?" A nervous laugh slips from her serpent tongue. Her still beating heart feels the discomfort in his fragile soul. Bishop honestly has no clue as to what she utters. Eyes close briefly and she remembers the taste of his lips, the touch of Surkit's flesh. Realizing the two were one in the same, similar blood resulted in obvious family relation. "You're brother...h-he's alive."
@Mercy_ : lol You have to wait and see! Clarice deems their act as heroic but Impero would say otherwise.
@Surkit : (Clara/Impero thing was already planned out. She's partially aware of his plans. Not to mention she's convinced herself she's a hero)
Shaken by not stirred, Clarice returns to reality embarrassed by her own promiscuity. "He calls himself Flucks...and he knows about you."
@Clara Mass: Flash backwards 10 years. A small boy in blue plays with his older brother, "Here Bishop, I got you a toy truck!" the brother in red says with a genuinely innocent smile. He hands him a cherry red fire engine with a moving ladder, and toy fire men "It's a fiya twuck!" the elated toddler yells in his giddyness as he hands his baby brother the birthday gift, "Fluck, fluck!" the tiy brown boy yells in his childish excitement
Now
The information was too close for comfort...who the hell knew him well enough to imitate his brother? Nobody, not even his deceased parents, shared that memory. Was this a ruse set by Clarice herself...were the others right about her?
(Aaaand scene :) )
@Surkit : It's like a ghost has torn him away from the here and now. Officer Ramirez and Anderson help their boss onto her feet. Clutching her still open wound, attention is placed into restoring her health. As the bullet is pushed out of muscle the head of Nippon security sighs in a sense of relief. Part of her saddened that Surkit may not believe her after all. Was she truly the monster people sought her out to be? Was trust no longer her's to obtain? Clarice eagerly awaits his response. Her toys had become self-aware as of late. Meanwhile, the subconscious cannot decide whether it is good or evil incarnate.
(Dun! Dun! Dun!)
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