Gotham
Hellion Mafia
Associate [M:0][A:6]
Vulpes Rose
Posts: 28
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Post by Gotham on Feb 16, 2011 10:46:09 GMT -5
A dark colored Sennyo walked slowly through jungle that, for now, was his home. His navy almond shaped eyes gazed about. Though he was relatively calm, he remained alert. He had aligned himself with this pack, but their reputation proceeded them. It was possible that not all the members here would respect something as trivial as pack membership if their whims or interests demanded otherwise. But still he was calm. He had an advantage in sticky situations.
His wanderings led him to the edge of a clear pool and he paused a moment to drink. His blue butterfly wings opened and closed lazily on his back and his antenna twitched along with his ears to the various stimuli of the jungle. It was never without movement and activity, even in winter when most of the lands were quiet and dead. His own reflection caught his eye and he examined himself for a moment. For a brief moment his mind was clouded with regret as he thought about all he had lost through the years. He chased the thoughts away focusing on his goal. He was here to find information. He had to find her. That was the only thing that he knew for sure. Then it wouldn’t matter what he had lost.
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Post by texousomia on Feb 16, 2011 22:01:00 GMT -5
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..TEXOUSOMIA..
Purple orbs glowed mischievously in the dark. Although mid day, the thick trees and suffocating undergrowth blocked out most of the light, it only able to pierce through sparse, tiny openings of the leaves. The female had been sleeping soundly under such undergrowth, her black and grey body twisted lazily within vines and moss. She loved the dark. She loved it here. That was more so the reason that Tex had joined the Mafia. That and everyone pretty much kept to themselves. Not a social wolf by nature, but far from shy, the female quite liked the amount of time they could spend on their own. After all it wasn't like any normal pack, souls came and went, earning what they could from the numerous jobs they had been hired to fulfill.
But something had woken her from her rest, and as paranoid as she was, she couldn't let it slide. She lay poised in the dark, watching the male wander closer only to drink from one of a few pools of water that were actually clean. Purple jewels examined his body, nose twitching to taste his scent. She did this with everything she met, and tried to familiarize herself as much as possible with said thing. For one, he was male. Two, he was from the Mafia as well. Smaller in size than she may have been, but his scent proved he was very capable. He was fit and strong, and ever so..... quiet.
Eye's narrowed suspiciously at the brute. This was but only habit for the female, everyone was a potential target, or she herself could also be the target. Without ever thinking that he might be a higher rank than she, the female pressed her face through the brush, and leaving her dark body hidden, the female parted her jaws to speak. Her voice was like silk, smooth and dainty, but also just as cold.
"What is your business here? Have you come to kill me?"
Quite an accusation, and yes, quite paranoid. But she new the in's and out's of the game. Even she had gone so far as to join packs, befriend and even love some of her targets. What's there to stop anyone else from doing it? It was quick, and to the point. Tex wasn't one to muck around with games, unless she was going to win.
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Gotham
Hellion Mafia
Associate [M:0][A:6]
Vulpes Rose
Posts: 28
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Post by Gotham on Feb 18, 2011 13:33:08 GMT -5
Gotham looked up as the female’s head came poking through the brush. Her unique greeting caught him off guard for a moment and he really had to consider her words. Was he on a mission of some sort? Surely not. He wouldn’t have forgotten something like that so quickly. He never had before….at least he was pretty sure that wasn’t something that had ever happened to him. But her face was completely unfamiliar to him, and if she was a part of some mission he had been sent on, surely he would recognize her.
So he felt reasonably certain when he replied, “Just here for a drink. And as far as I am aware, I’ve no reason to want to kill you.” He paused before adding in an offhanded tone, “Should I have one?” After all, if there was some reason that he would want to harm her that she knew and he didn’t it couldn’t hurt to ask. That was something very few seemed to realize about gathering information. Sure some things had to be ripped from the minds of those who would carry the secrets to their graves, but asking simple questions often yielded equally important results and was a heck of a lot easier.
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Post by texousomia on Feb 19, 2011 7:38:00 GMT -5
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..TEXOUSOMIA..
Purple orbs still focused on the brute as he spoke, still weary, still suspicious. Her tail flicked in annoyance, she hated questions being answered with questions. Besides, having a reason to kill someone wasn't exactly credible. After all, she herself had taken the lives of many souls over the years for reasons still unknown. They certainly weren't her reasons, but she had done the deed.
"Reason has no part in death."
She quipped, a malicious grin gracing her features at the sound. She still remained hidden in the brush, tail flicking, maw twitching. It was a tense few moments, but Tex was always this cautious. Her skills as an assassin where unmatched, but head on dealings was one of her biggest downfalls. Sure she could possibly out run him, and disappear into the shadows, but even a simple plan like that could go dangerously wrong. Flaring her nostrils to scent him again, Tex realized the he was of higher ranking than herself.
She didn't even know why a band of misfits like this would even have ranks. She doubted half of them could even feed themselves. But the other half, were much like her; Very talented. Perhaps he was one of the lucky ones, he certainly didn't look like an idiot.
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Gotham
Hellion Mafia
Associate [M:0][A:6]
Vulpes Rose
Posts: 28
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Post by Gotham on Feb 20, 2011 7:19:38 GMT -5
He raised a brow at her response. It was an interesting counter, but not one he fully supported. “In many cases, perhaps not. But I do not take life without reason.” Though he had taken life before, it had always been on his own terms. He didn’t kill randomly or for others amusement. “After all, the dead can’t offer much in the way of information.”
He thought she looked at bit odd with just her head sticking out of the brush. She was being cautious. It would almost be kind of cute if it wasn’t so pointless. But she couldn’t possibly know that she had already given him everything he needed. For now though, he was pretty sure that she didn’t have any information that he needed. And as long as it was just the two of them, he was confident he had the upper hand. He bent again to the pool, casually taking a few more drinks before looking back at the female.
Gotham honestly didn’t even consider ranks. He was in the pack, and that was as far as he had really considered it. He would do jobs when asked of him for those he had made himself subordinate to, but beyond that, rank meant little to him.
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Post by texousomia on Mar 16, 2011 1:53:20 GMT -5
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..TEXOUSOMIA..
Eye's narrowed further at his cocky response. No more than slits, she suppressed a silent snarl. He was in the Mafia. He was no more innocent than she, regardless of what motives he followed. It was as though he somewhat preached, appearing better than she was.
With an irritated shake of her pelt, Tex disappeared back behind the thick shrubbery. All that was heard was a seeping hiss, and all movement ceased from the bushes. Ever so silently she emerged, but not seen, her form had melded with the shadows. This placed offered many, and it was easy to get around like this. Only a blacked smoke gave any sort of movement, but it was quite eerie to behold. Once beside the brute, Tex materialized, her black nose lingering close to one tall ear.
"I do."
She whispered, the sound raspy yet almost seductive. She did take life without reason, but she got paid well for it.
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Gotham
Hellion Mafia
Associate [M:0][A:6]
Vulpes Rose
Posts: 28
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Post by Gotham on Mar 16, 2011 18:18:56 GMT -5
Gotham watched the female with emotionless eyes. He was far too old to be impressed by such tricks. He was fairly certain that if she was going to kill a pack member, she would have done so. Besides, for some reason he could not clearly articulate, he wasn’t afraid of death. He already wasn’t looking forward to the rest of this encounter if she was so easily riled. Breaking out your power like that was foolish. It took away the advantage you had over your opponent.
At least he could get a good look at her now. She was nearly as tall as him and mostly black. That shadow thing would help with stealth. She was incredibly thin for a Lupus, and he didn’t assume she’d be much in a head to head fight. Maybe with a Sennyo like him, but with any of the heavier wolves, she’d be outmatched. So if she claimed to be a killer…
“You’re an assassin then, ” he said turning to face her. His voice was rather flat, showing no fear. It wasn’t really a question, more of an observation. He almost argued the killing under contract was still a reason for killing. It wasn’t your reason, but if someone put out a hit they usually had a reason. But he couldn’t completely rule out the possibility that she was also a savage psychopath that just snapped on occasion and killed every third thing that moved. The leaders of the pack unquestioningly had different standards than most packs, but he certainly hoped they weren’t foolish enough to let someone like that in. Either way, she would probably be in good company here. “Well then, I’m sure you’re very happy here. The pack seems to provide plenty of outlets for bloodlust.” The air here always seemed to be thick with the scent of blood. He had been in packs that killed trespassers before, but never one that seemed to take such enjoyment out of it.
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Post by texousomia on May 11, 2011 20:39:28 GMT -5
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In some situations, revealing such powers may have given too much away. But Tex was not worried. Assassination was her life, her art. Would it really be that big of deal as she hunted them through the night knowing, that they knew she was nothing but a mere whisper on the breeze? No. That was always the fun part. Sure you could look out for some black smoke in the darkness. Come on, really? Everyone feared that of which they cannot see, and that stench alone was enough for Tex to play with her toys, hunt them till they could take no more. A devious smile graced her lips at the thought, purple optics meeting his as he turned to face her.
She resumed an expression of utter patience as she listened to Gotham's report, more or less. He was like a young pup it seemed: insufferably annoying. She made this conclusion solid with a soft nod from her head. She had been in his presence for but a minute and didn't like his vibe. No, not one bit. He seemed quite dull. Poor fella needed to get out more.
"That I am."
She mused, a proud smile etching onto her features as she stood a little taller. And she was good at it too. Ah vanity, such a blessing to some, such a curse to others. With a flick of her black tail, Tex leaned down, letting her pink tongue lap at the water below before continuing.
"Are you not?"
A small question, but one she wanted to know the answer too. If he wasn't in the Mafia for malicious dealings, what the hell was he here for?
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Gotham
Hellion Mafia
Associate [M:0][A:6]
Vulpes Rose
Posts: 28
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Post by Gotham on May 16, 2011 9:33:27 GMT -5
Gotham raised a brow again at her question. It was a fair one he supposed, and he saw no reason not to answer it. His eyes stayed focused on the female. “No. I’m not really happy here. But this pack provides me with the resources I need and may have need of my talents. It’s a mutually beneficial relationship.”
Few packs were welcoming of a spy. He was growing restless though and wished that the Don would give him something to do. He had been in a good number of packs before this one, and couldn’t remember any of them taking so long to make use of his abilities. Although, that really wasn’t saying much as he couldn’t remember a lot of things.
She seemed to be a wolf of few words, so he skipped the fluff as he asked her a question in return. “What’s your name?”
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