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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Warlord on May 5th 2012, 3:34 pm

Bishop raised an eyebrow at the gun. They didn't get through most of the time, but...it still wasn't something he liked to try. Still, the girl seemed unusually welcoming once she put it down. From the looks of it, the boy there with her was some kind of stray as well. Fairly obvious in retrospect, given his monochrome jumpsuit.

The girl didn't look like she was going to shoot, and she had given him directions, so he turned and headed up the stairs. He found the master bedroom easily enough, with its adjoining bathroom. He laid his overcoat on the bed and stripped off his shirt. He tossed it in the hamper with a laugh.
No need to be messy...

He stepped into the bathroom and turned on the sink faucet. He washed his hands well, splashed down his face and chest, and scrubbed with some soap and a washcloth under his arms. He selected a fluffy white towel to dry off with.

Then he moved back into the bedroom, opening the closet door. He selected a simple white tee shirt, put it on, and then his overcoat. He looked himself down in the mirror. Black combat boots, black jeans, white tee shirt, black leather overcoat. Simple.
Handsome devil.
He winked at himself playfully in the mirror before heading back downstairs.

When he got back to the dining room, he looked at the girl.
"Alright. I'll be on My way now."
With that, he walked through the house and out the front door. He made it to the end of the driveway before stopping.
What the Hell is that smell?

He searched around, following his nose, towards the trash. He opened the lid. Just trash bags. Experimentally, he opened the one on top. Yep, that was human remains.
Poor bastard.
Bishop turned around and went back into the house. When he got to the kitchen, he didn't address the girl at first. He went to the fridge and grabbed a beer in a longneck bottle. He used the counter to pop the cap off and took a first swig. Then, still silent, he sat down at the small table. He took another drink before speaking.
"I sure hope they take the garbage soon. It's starting to stink," he said. He spoke nonchalantly, as though he were simply discussing the normal tendency of ordinary trash to smell. He wasn't usually one to pry into others' business, but this was hardly a usual day.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 5th 2012, 6:17 pm

The House/etc. <-- I meant to show that earlier, just forgot to link it. Razz

She read further, finally having the kitchen to herself. She sipped at her water and looked through her birth certificate, found her Social Security card, and pictures of her day of birth. Pictures of her mom. Her real mom. The woman was beautiful. Long, blond hair with gray-blue eyes. Skylar touched her face and felt tears well up. She closed her eyes for a moment and concentrated on her breathing and then opened her eyes to refocus her attention. Even with her wrapped up in the documents, she was keeping her ears open to any sudden bangs, shuffling feet, or whispers. Military training taught her to focus in on things like that. She was also able to read a person based on little things that they do. She had a hard time hiding her own ticks, but when needed, she could pop a Xanax and put on a pretty decent acting show. But still, she was a bit upset to find out that of all people, Seth Khan was her father. It almost made her want to look in the mirror and compare their faces.

She looked up once the man from earlier, whom she's going to call 'Red-Handed' for now, walked through the house and out the door. She gave a nonchalant wave after him. She had honestly seen so much bullshit in her life, and was ready for anything, that she had not a care in the world that this man had come in her home to use her shower. She was raised to be kind to strangers, and as an ex-marine; well, hell, he had to help people out. Even if she desired blood shed from time to time. She then looked up again, noticing the man coming back in, and commenting on the trash. She shrugged. "It's no worse than the rest of the world. I'm going to change. Help yourself to some balogna. There's also some canned food in the pantry." She motioned toward the fridge, and then the pantry just before packing up the file one last time and heading toward the master bedroom. She needed more appealing clothes for her mother. Maybe she's go in with her uniform on or something of the like. It was stashed in her bag, afterall. She looked at herself and thought of the how hindered she'd be if she didn't wear some sort of slowing skirt and loose, airy corset. She shook her head and stuffed the camouflage pants back into the bag.

She then found Bart some clothes and knocked on the door, leaving them just outside the bathroom. "Clothes, Bart." she said a bit loudly so he could hear and then made her way back to the kitchen. She waited there, finishing her bottled water. She then looked toward the newest addition to this band of misfits and rose a brow. "The blood; who's was it if it wasn't yours?" She shifted her weight from her left to right foot and fiddled with her dog tags, spinning the tag around the simple silver chain.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 5th 2012, 6:44 pm

Bart heard the knock and shout, but did not reply. The water was too soothing. But after a while it turned cold, so Bart turned it off. He stood dripping for a while before stepping out to towel off. He opened the door enough to reach out and take the clothes from the floor. They were a bit large, but they weren't white. They likely belonged to the now-dead man in the trash can. Bart picked up his old jumpsuit tore it to shreds, smiling as he did so. He left the pieces on the tile floor along with the towel and exited the bathroom. As he entered the kitchen again, he began to speak, "Thanks for the cl--" He noticed the two were having a discussion already, so he pursed his lips and allowed them to speak, for he was used to being punished for interrupting those who were speaking before him.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Warlord on May 8th 2012, 7:33 pm

Bishop nodded at Skylar's words. As she left, he set about getting some food. He made himself a ham and cheese sandwhich and a can of spaghettio's. He sat down to eat, and thought as he did so.

Who was that in the trash? Why was he there? Who was this girl? And the boy who had been here?
He mulled these over as he ate. He heard Skylar call out to Bart upsatirs, faintly. He was just finishing up as she showed up back downstairs.

"Bikers," He answered simply in response to her question. "My turn. Who was in the trash?"

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Post by Chellizard on May 9th 2012, 5:06 am

She sat herself down and had her knees apart. She leaned forward, her skirt falling to cover her properly, despite it's shortness. She wiggled her toes within her boots and then leaned back in the chair, her legs crossing smoothly. She brought a hand up and rubbed it over her face, sighing softly. Noticing Bart enter the room, she nodded toward him and caught the newest strangers answer. Before answering his question, she stood abruptly and clenched a fist. Closing her eyes, she took hold of her temper and looked down to her hands. Not even a drop of blood was on them. "You're welcome for the clothes, Bart. Sorry if they are a bit big. I trued to find the smallest pants and shirt I could find. How did the shoes fit?" After getting his answer, she finally turned to the other man who hadn't given his name yet.

"Someone who had it coming," she shrugged and slipped a hand behind of her head, scratching a slight itch. She fiddled with her tags a bit more before looking at the coo-coo clock on the wall just above the phone on the wall. The key rack was also there, just below the wall mounted phone. And there were the keys to the old 1975 model corvette; sleek silver, with an old busted tail light cover. The bulb had been replaced. "I'm heading out, and you two cannot stay here. Bart, you are more than welcome to come with me, and you.. whoever you are.. you can come too." she grabbed the keys and headed for the door to the garage. Stepping out there, she pulled the cover off of the corvette and smiled at how clean it was. She wondered if it had an updated system. She opened the driver door and sat herself down, placing the key in ignition. She turned, slightly praying it would crank. It did. The stick-shift gear was a bit old and had trouble moving, but Skye managed.

Once the other two members of this odd trip were in the car, she found the remote for the garage door and it opened up nicely. She backed out of the garage and then closed the garage door after them. She had left her bag here, so she could come back here as well. Now it was off to find her mom. Good thing she found the brochure for the nursing home sitting in the living room. Revving the engine, she peeled off, toward their destination, not expecting what kind of situation they were really going to have to face.

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Post by Billiam94 on May 9th 2012, 12:08 pm

He answered her question about the shoes with, "Okay, a bit tight though..." It came out in a semi-coherent mumble. He was happy to be invited to go with Skylar, for he would not know where to go without her, and would likely have to disobey her wishes and stay in the house until she returned. He followed her into the garage and was fascinated by the old silver corvette, still in relatively good condition despite the busted light cover. After getting in and getting comfortable, he decided to speak. "Thanks for letting me tag along, I've never actually been in a car before. Where are we going?"

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Post by Warlord on May 9th 2012, 8:13 pm

Bishop raised an eyebrow at her answer, but didn't comment. He noticed for the first time that Bart was in the room, and inclined his head to him. At Skylar's invitation, he was going to turn her down. But then he thought better of it. He was out here in the suburbs, he'd have to walk back to the city anyway. Why not accept her ride?

He pulled out a pair of black shades that hid his eyes completely and put them on, then followed her out to the garage and got into the silver Corvette. He took shotgun, tossing the words "Sorry kid, I need the leg space," back to Bart. He was going to ask where they were actually headed, but then Bart saved him the trouble. So he just leaned back in his seat and stretched out his legs, awaiting her answer calmly.

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Post by Chellizard on May 10th 2012, 11:29 am

Skylar drove calmly, answering Bart's question vaguely. "To visit someone, oh and.. buckle up," she said, her left foot tapping lightly as her right stayed pressed on the gas. She could drive, oh boy could she drive. She was very good behind of a wheel, but it could be scary to someone who had never been in a car before. She sped toward their destination, but something caught her eye. Bikers. And a few of them looked upset. She noticed a bit of blood on one of the man's white, open shirt and then smirked, looking toward the shades wearing stranger. "Would you like to be let out here. It seems we've found your biker friends." Skylar was annoyed, of course, but she wasn't really going to make him get out of the car. She would probably end up helping this mystery man execute, or knock out the lot. Depended on the situation, mainly. She never killed unless they deserved it, so hopefully they didn't deserve it.

She chuckled and turned on the radio and just before she could pull off from the red light, one of the bikers took notice of the car, and then the man in the passenger side. Bishop. Skylar didn't know the man's name, and nor did the bikers, but they knew his face, despite the sun glasses. One of the surviving bikers had described Bishop to the lot and now they were hunting for his face in every passing vehicle and pedestrian. "Looks like trouble wants to play. How sweet," she said, smirking before peeling forward with the corvette. Screaming tires, and the smell of melting rubber stuck to the humid air of the smaller community just outside of Atlanta, Georgia. She chuckled and slapped the car into park and got out, after drawing her blade. She held the knife with her fingers through the brass knuckles, ready to break jaws. "Ha! The jackass went and got back up! Like they'll even stand a chance.." said the masculine, 6'2", 320 pound man with mutton chops and a gray set of hair in a loose braid.

"Bart, you can use your abilities if you need to, don't hold back if they hurt you." Skye mentioned this just over her shoulder, and only where Bart could hear. Bishop probably did, but that was fine. Skylar had noticed that Bart was very submissive and slightly passive. Actually, completely passive. He barely did things on his own; other than run away from the people who brain washed him, despite possibly making him an intelligent being, and helped him use his powers.. ability. Skylar had no care, though. She just did not want the kid to die. He didn't deserve that at all. She took a stance that could be offensive or defensive; she was ready for a fight.

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Post by Billiam94 on May 10th 2012, 12:11 pm

Bart had stopped listening before Karma answered, so he didn't hear her tell him to buckle up. He was once again fascinated by his surroundings. He was still unaccustomed to the outdoors. They were moving somewhat fast, but Bart still had plenty of time to admire the bits of nature as they passed, taking mental photos of each tree and bush and flower. He knew the names of most of them from the textbooks he used to read. Suddenly he heard a load roar. At first he thought maybe it was some large, strange animal. It was actually a group of bikers, and they seemed very interested in the man in the front seat, whose name Bart had meant to ask for. It didn't seem important now as the car came to a sudden stop and Karma stepped out, telling him to use his powers if needed. Adrenaline took hold, and he got out of the vehicle with her. He turned his fingers into very sharp claws and stood next to Karma, not taking any particular stance but ready to take on whatever the bikers had. He had just met these people, and he wasn't ready to lose his first acquaintances outside the facility.

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Post by Warlord on May 10th 2012, 3:58 pm

Bishop raised an eyebrow at Skylar's words before looking out his window. He immediately saw the bikers and sighed.
This is what I get for leaving a few of them unconscious but alive. There must have been more back at their home base...
Bishop let Skylar speed away from the civilians without comment. It was a smart move; he didn't want witnesses for what was about to happen. As they shot towards their secluded destination, Bishop put on his gloves and adjusted his shades. Then he sat in silence until they had parked.

Skylar and Bart got out of the car and took up positions, but Bishop brushed past them and spoke for the first time.
"Stay back. This conflict is Mine, and I don't want you kids involved unless you're forced to defend yourselves."
Skylar certainly looked ready. He saw her stance, certainly military, and like recognized like. Sure, he had more experience, but he didn't doubt that she could handle himself.
As for Bart...well, smart money was on Skylar. But then, as he manifested claws, Bishop re-evaluated. He seemed fairly untrained - that much was clear from the way he stood and carried himself - but there was something to be said for having knives attached to one's hands.
Bishop himself strode forward confidently, oozing lethality like a jungle cat.

The guy in charge - not Sir Mutton Chops, who just had a big mouth - strode forward to meet him. They stopped about twenty feet from each other. With a sneer on his face, the biker overlord spoke.
"So, 'Warlord', you think you can just come into our house and steal from us? Oh, right, it wasn't stealing, my bad. It was destruction. You got drunk and decided to destroy our whole fucking supply of coke! Do you have any idea how much money we were gonna make off the Hammerskins? Easy money! I got news, pal...nobody fucks the Outlaws and gets away with it. Nobody."
He pulled out a .38 special and fired three shots at Bishop.
Bishop winced.
Three bullets fell, crumpled, to the ground.

As the head of this particular Outlaw chapter stood there dumbfounded, Bishop crossed the space between them in three strides and hit him with a straight jab to the head. His whole face collapsed in and he flew back. Then the battle was truly joined, and the bikers rushed him. There were at least thirty of them, maybe more. At a second glance...yeah, definitely more. In one smooth motion, Bishop - or, as these people knew him, Warlord - drew and extended his two nightsticks and began laying into those around him. He struck with finely-honed precision; almost every strike was immediately lethal, or very near to it. If it wasn't, it was followed by one that was.

One industrious and cowardly biker, seeing the setruction that Warlord was causing and deciding that he wanted to live but didn't want to be seen as a fleeing coward, shouted "They're with him!" and pointed at Skylar and Bart. He and a dozen more rushed them. Bishop saw them moving towards Skylar and Bart, but he knew he wouldn't be able to get to them in time with the knot of people closed around him. Those fighting him now had developed a system - a ring around him, just out of his range. As one of them ventured into his range for just a moment, another would strike from another angle - usually behind. They weren't really doing any damage, and Bishop could do this all day, but he was beginning to get very bored with it. At the next feint, he pretended to follow it before turning and cracking the skull of the biker behind him who had planned to attack him.
The his stride carried him further out and another two fell before they could react. The rest rushed him in a great melee. To their credit, they were so close that they rendered his nightsticks useless. So he dropped them and begin to unleash a brutal mix of Krav Maga, Sambo, and good old-fashioned Boxing.
Before long, he was surrounded only by corpses.

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Post by Chellizard on May 10th 2012, 5:31 pm

Raising a brow, Karma held a deep smirk across her lips. She let her stance relax before leaning against the side of her car, relaxing while 'Warlord' attempted to "take care of business." She watched, the entertainment level of this debacle increasing steadily. Having finally learned this stranger's name, or code name, was something. Also learning that he had destroyed a large supply of cocaine also made Karma chuckle. She sheathed her blade, and let a small yawn pass her lips. If Warlord didn't want her help, she wasn't going to bother. She glanced to Bart, though, and was pleased to see he had listened to her. She noticed the claws and let a little smile cross her lips. "Impressive," she said, under her breath.

Turning her attention from Bart, she noticed the three bullets simply crumple and fall to the concrete beneath their feet. She nodded and clapped her hands together. "Nice," she said, laughing at the dumbfounded look on the 'boss-man's' face just before he called on the Calvary. Her eyes were dissecting every aspect of the fight unveiling before her eyes. She did not want any sneak attacks, and then the blatant cry from a smaller biker had her attention. She did not, however, let her eyes and attention break from any of the other people running toward her. It was her time to shine. Despite Warlord punching in faces, Karma could do a bit more and yet a bit less; but what she did? She did it with style. She spun around quickly, her right foot raising the round-house kick the "petite" biker man, a smirk crossing her face as he was tossed away like a ragdoll due to the momentum, force, and sheer speed and strength that kick had.

Her footing was then re positioned just before she took a 'limbo' stance to avoid a punch to her upper chest. She kept a straight face, but inside.. she was grinning maliciously. She swung herself up and brought her left elbow toward her attacker's right cheek, shattering his zygomatic and fracturing his nose. Her knee was brought up a split second later, crushing into his solar-plexus to force the man to his knees. This made him lose his breath, and perhaps make him nearly black out. To finish him off, she swept her knee up again into his chin, making him bite his tongue, nearly in half. Skylar then caught a punch that was coming for her face. "Oh no you don't; not the face," she said, leaping slightly to grapple the man with her legs and put him in a sleeper hold with her right leg around of his chest, her left arm hugging his neck passionately. "Sleep," she said, then brought her left leg sweeping to knock another attacker on their ass. She stood up gracefully and swept a kick into his ribs, her blade finally being drawn. Shit was about to go down.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 11th 2012, 8:35 am

Bart was worried as the three shots rang out, but as he looked at the man apparently called Warlord, he found he was not the only one here who could take a bullet. The shocked bikers slightly amused Bart. They didn't know what they had gotten into, the poor bastards. He watched as the crowd descended on Warlord, attempting to injure him with their distract-and-attack strategy. Bart wanted to help, but he knew it wasn't necessary, as Warlord thwarted the bikers' plan and began piling corpses. Suddenly Bart noticed a smaller man, along with a dozen or so others, charging toward himself and Karma. He smiled as the adrenaline pumped through his body.

Two of the bikers approached Bart with blades drawn. He let them get close, then as they both attempted a stab, he grabbed their wrists and squeezed hard with his claws, cutting off their hands. As they fell in shock, another three men came at Bart, attempting to surround him. Again, he let them get close. This time, he dug his claws into the head of the man to his right and turned, knocking down the other two. More bikers ran toward him foolishly, and he threw their friend at them, knocking them to the ground as well. Bart shook the blood from his hand. No more bikers were coming to him, not after that. Time to go on the offensive. He went to the area where Warlord clearly needed no help, but asked anyway, "Need a hand?"

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Warlord on May 13th 2012, 2:49 am

((Sorry for shortness, not much time but didn't want to leave you guys waiting.))

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{b]"I''ve got it covered,"[/b] he responded somewhat sarcastically. He thought about going over to help Skylar, but decided she was fine on her own. He would go in after she had subdued all of them and kill any that she left alive, though. They weren't walking away now, especially since they'd seen bullets crumple against his skin.

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 7:26 am

Skyler was quick and precise with her blade. She made simple slashes and used the brass knuckles to knock out the opponents. She was moving so elegantly, though, as she knocked the men to the ground. She would not, however, kill a man unless he deserved it. She narrowed her eyes and stood up to Warlord, her fist catching one of his punches while she kicked the man that was about to get his face knocked in. Yes, catching the punch hurt. But, because of her healing power, she healed instantaneously. Her hand would have been shattered if it weren't for that power of her's. She gave Warlord a devilish grin. "No more death to be dealt today. Let the survivors remember your face and fear it. Get out of here!" She cried out to the remaining thugs and bandits. The few with smarts ran, the others helped the living peel themselves off of the pavement. "We part ways here, Warlord. You're on your own." She let go of his fist and rolled her wrist, it snapping back into place and then the blood that had soaked her arm staining there, but her skin healing itself before Warlord and Bart's eyes. She smiled toward Bart and patted him on the back while she sheathed her blade. "Let's go, eh?" she said, motioning for him to come to the car. "You get shotgun, now." She sat in the front seat of the Corvette and cranked the car, her eyes on the rear view mirror, looking at Warlord. 'Til we meet again, I suppose..'

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Billiam94 on May 14th 2012, 7:58 am

Bart twitched at Karma's touch, still pumped up on adrenaline. He waved to Warlord, "Um... bye." He didn't really want to leave him there alone. He knew what it was like being alone. He knew he was capable of protecting himself though, and Bart grew excited at the thought of sitting in the front this time. He opened the car door and climbed in, still not thinking to put on his seat belt. He looked over at the woman in the driver's seat, "So... where to now?"

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Re: Welcome Home (Invite Only)

Post by Chellizard on May 14th 2012, 8:25 am

She reached across Bart and pulled his safety belt into place, buckling him in. The nursing home her mother in was not exactly a nursing home. It was more of an asylum for people that lost their minds. So, that's where they would be going. She felt bad that Bart was going with her, considering he'd possibly see a lot of grey and white. "To visit my mom," she said. She was also going to have to bust her mother out of the asylum and take her home. Skyler could use Bart's expertise for that. "We have to.. break her out of her prison, Bart. You know what it's like to be in a place like that.. so, we have to get her out," Skyler said, hellbent on making things right. She was parked outside the gate to the asylum. Hopefully Bart would be up for the task. Hopefully.

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