Kalana ignores the shocked look that appears on cLuTcHFieND's face.

"You can't argue on this one, Clutch. You know I'm the best choice for the mission, and ever since the.........*A pained expression flashes across Kalana's face*......our last encounter with the Chaos Marines, I no longer have any need for sleep."

"Fine. You go. But be careful. I'll assemble a team and send them to you. They'll meet you at the front gate of the city in an hour."

Without another word, Kalana walks back down the hallway towards the War Room.

Kalana, I'm so sorry. I wasn't there for you. They hurt you, and I wasn't there. Go get some payback tonight. But I promise you, tomorrow will be the real payback. They will pay.

cLuTcHFieND continues to walk towards the quarters.

Prince of Darkness??? Ha. It works for me I guess. Oh yeah, don't worry about paying the man, he is under my control for the moment, until we leave.

*Sabre Soldier looks at the glazed over look in the punks face.*

Thank you good sir. I appreciate the new clothing.

*Sabre Soldier then walks out of the outlet, onto the sidewalk, where he looks around in the nice breezy wind*

Know of any good Places madaa....I mean Tamrissa? Wait, what am I thinking. You're new to this city as I am. I searched around a bit, and found a couple of night clubs, dance clubs, Underground Raves, and few 24 hour coffee shops. I even found a couple of gang hangouts down by the docks. Name your place. They have it all when getting info about this city.

*Sabre Soldier stretches for a moment, getting used to his new clothes. Afterwards, he leans against the side of the outlet waiting.*

Dragon: Man, you guys don't know how to have fun. I say we hit a nice bar, get drunk, and then go to a dance club.

Fei: Here he goes again...By the way, how do you intend on getting drunk and dancing? *Sabre Soldier shakes his head.*

"I had that dream agian."

He gets up and puts his clothes and weapons on. He fastens his guns around his shoulders, and attaches his Katana to his belt. As, he walks out the door he hears his stomach growl. He looks down at his starving appendige.

"Wow, I am hungry. Better go get some grub."

He walks down the stairs and waves to the manager on the way out. He walks the street in search of a diner or a take out place. He finally finds a little food stand selling hot dogs. He runs over to the vendor

"50 hot dogs please. Nothing on them."

The vendor looks at Dom first with disbeleif then finally shrugs and fills a large bag with 50 hot dogs.

"That will be..."

Dom stops the man before he can finish his sentence by putting a large ruby on the cart. Dom takes the bag and waves at the man goodbye as he sets down the street. Meanwhile, the vendor is dumbstruck by the large ruby that was just put on his cart.

"I fight for the love of people and the peace of the world."

*Thisahon sits in his room all alome his eyes are Tired looking and as always are releasing a greenish glow. He pulls up his sleve to find that the purple has expanded to his elbow. The infection will have him soon.*

"I have to get out of here... Now! We need to go away... I need to leave these people in peace. If we stay... We may harm them."

*Thisahon stands and walks over to a full size mirror at the opposite end of the room. He looks in it and his shoulders slump.*

"Look at us... Look what we have become... Nothings. Both of us are nothings. We are a disgrace to our beleifs. In all of our lives have we ever seen anything as worthless as us?

*Thisahon Hears a scratching at his door. He walks over to the door to find Gabriel standing outside of the door. In his mouth is a crinkled up peoce of paper. Thisahon looks at the paper and smirks.*

"Cats... Always finding trash to use for toys..."

*He picks up the peice of paper after Gabriel drops it on the ground. He throws it into the trash. He leans down to the floor and puts the top of his head against gabriels. Gabrial brushes against it.*

"How would you like to go out on the town good buddy?"

*Gabriel runs around in circles.*

"Ok then lets go."

*Thisahon walks to the open door while picking up gabriel and placeing him apon his shoulder leaving the crinkled up peice of paper in the trash. He takes one last look at it befor he walks out of his room leaving the door open. He is shortly in the streets of the run down looking city. The sky was rather clear before but now churning dark clouds fill what was once beuty. He walks for a short time untill, finally, a few drops of rain fall apon his hat. In a few moments small puddels form on the pavement reflecting the beutifull street lamps. He stops for a moment untill he feeels a blunt object pressing against his back.*

Mugger: Give me all your money!

Thisahon: You need money Eh? Why don't I make you some...

*The gun the mugger is holding melts in his hand practically burning it to nothing the mugger screems with fear and pain as the molten gun drips to the ground and forms several coins. Thisahon continues walking with no expression in his eyes.*

"Keep the change."

*Gabriel Hides underneith Thisahons hat using it as a sheild from the rain. The two of them walk for sometime untill Thisahon hears someone talking in the alley.*

Man1: Yeah I tell you he jsut looked at the guy and his head went poof!

Man2: If what you say is true that would mean that his brother is here...

Man1: Yeah... Can we get out of here I dont feel safe talking in an enemy city.

Man2: Not now. Did he say anything about an infection?

Man1: Something about purple skin and Bickkilver? No thats not it... Quick silver yeah thats the one!

Man2: Good... He will be at full power shortly. If he only knew that his whole life he was being used as our pawn...

Man1: As strong as he is I wouldent run it past him! he might take it the wrong way!

Man2: That is none of your concern... As far as it goes your still under his power... So he thinks. It is your duty to report strait to me if you hear anythjing weird about him or if he says anything. How is your Triton operating?

Man1: Good...

*Thisahon chgarges into the alley and cuts both of the men cleanly in half. One dies instantly the oth begins to speak.*

Man2: Your the...th... The bro..ther.... help me plea..s...e.

Thisahon: You will die the scum that you are...

*Thisahon holds out the infected arm as it turns to goo. It stretches and covers the man smashin him tightly against the wall. His inards flow from under neith the purple goo making a large pool of human bile. Thisahon turns awy and looks at the other man lieing there dead. He spits on his corpse and walks out of the alley and back into the streets. Where he looks down the opposite alley. There is a large flashing sighn that says 'bar'.... He walks to it and goes inside.*

“We shouldn’t take advantage of these people, you know,” is all she says, not seeming that worried about it.

When she comes out of the shop, she moves her eyes over the practically empty street.

“I say we move to the places that are closest to the temple…those citizens will probably have witnessed the most. Any of the clubs, raves, or bars will work, because we will have a reason for getting close to people in those…the closer we get the more we find out.”

She looks at him and tilts her head.

“You know, if I knew the Chaos’ soldiers were anything close to human, I’d say just go for one of them to get our information. Not only would their minds be easy to pick…they’d also be easy to bait, especially if they were men.”

Her lips curl in a smile and she looks up to the clouds moving in overhead. As the raindrops begin, she sighs and looks back at Sabre.

“Lead away…I’ll leave the decision of the best place to go to you.”

"Here you, go eat up." The man and woman look up and smile. They accept the bag and start giving some hot dogs to their children. Each being grateful and glad they look up to say thank you to the stranger only to find he is gone.

"Ahh, I'm to soft. Well if there goes the food, might as well get drunk." Dom heads for a small bar that has a large flashing sign saying "bar". Dom walks in and goes to the nearest table to the back. He wavs his hand to summon a bar waitress. The nearest waitress sees his wave and comes to take his order.

"Hi, what would you like?"
"One, Wild Turkey please."
"Coming up." She turns and heads toward the bar. Dom sits and waits for his drink. Then, in walks in a mysterious man, that catches everyones attetion.

Idiot...getting all defensive like that. Make them hate you before they even know who you truly are.

She stands slowly and walks out the doors, quietly asking the guards to give directions to her quarters for the night. Once she is in her room, she plops down on the bed and sets her pack beside it. Without bothering to change, she swings her long legs up and lays back on the bed, staring at the ceiling until she eventually falls asleep.

|With chaos as my guide, I walk the plains in search of a worthy battle...|

Guess they all turned in for the night. I suppose I should too, but not yet...

The chair that he was sitting on is now unoccupied. As Halcon walks by soldiers in the numerous hallways he nods at each one. He asks one of them where he could find a place to change his clothes. They point to a door. Halcon pays a visit to the living quarter and his armor is shedded off and placed on the bed. After a short prayer his sword is shrunk to the size of a dagger and he places it in his newly found military issue boot. He puts on the rest of the soldier outfit that he found in the closet and steps out of the door.

Wow, this thing fits nicely. Its comfortable too. Kudos to you Clutch.

Halcon continues to walk down the hallway. He reaches the door to the outside and turns around. He stares down the empty now empty hallway and smirks. Pulling a pen and pad out of his pocket, Halcon writes a note. It reads:

To whom it may concern,
Halcon here, if you need me just send a telepathic message. I am going to make things a lot easier for us... I hope.
Halcon

The note is placed on the floor with a rock on top of it to hold it there. A small draft flows through the hallway as the door opens and Halcon steps outside. The draft ceases as the door closes behind him. He runs across the base and out into the city. He notices a flashing bar sign but pays no heed to it. Halcon is too young for them anyways.

As he reaches the outskirts of the city he looks over his shoulder to see if he is being followed. A chaos spy quickly darts into an alleyway. Halcon can tell that he is a spy by the evil that its being projects. With a casual step Halcon continues to exit the city. The spy creeps after him, acting as if he is on his way home. Halcon walks over to what seems to be, in the unlighted night, a tall building. He leans on it and starts whistling. The spy, realizing that he has been found out, rushes towards him with an energy dagger drawn. The fool stops a few yards in front of Halcon and with a flick of his wrists flings the dagger at Halcon. A blue flash eminates from Halcon's body and deflects the dagger. The spy then pulls out an energy pistol from his hidden holster in his coat and begins to shoot at Halcon. An incoherent muttering comes from Halcon's mouth and his body seems to shimmer for a second then stops. The bolts pierce through his clothes and charge into his skin. They exit through the other side of his body. Halcon's lifeless form flops down to the ground, which is met by a small smirk on thy spies lips.

"Sometimes, even ones own eyes betray a man..."

The voice seems to come from the spies own mind.

"Whos there?! Answer me!"

A far off street light reflects off of something silver as it passes through the air. The relfection catches the spies eyes and he turns around, only to see the point of a dagger flying towards him. He tries to dodge it and almost does, but it still connects and catches him on the shoulder. The great velocity at which it travels dislocates his shoulder and the pain forces him to drop his blaster.

"What are you? Surely not one who follows the way of chaos! Answer me!" The spy shouts into the darkness.

"You are not in the position to be asking questions my friend!"

A black form runs unseen through the darkness and towards the poor spy. The distant street light is covered up by the black form and the spy realizes what is happenning. He tries to turn and run but is tackled before he can make a move. A pair of glowing blue eyes shine through the night and stare into the spies eyes. The black hands holding him in place glow blue also. Soon the spy finds that he cannot move his body.

"Sometimes, just sometimes, even ones own entire body betrays a man. Now, in order for you to survive, you need to cooperate. Where are the shield controls for the Chaos Lords' temple?"

The blue eyes demand an answer and they recieve one soon enough.

"I will never betray my masters! Never you hear me!!"

The eyes then fade. Their glow has dissappeared from the night. Suddenly, like a firework bursting in the sky, blazing red eyes take their place. The blue glowing hands burst into red flame along with them. A red glow coats the surrounding area, almost as if thousands of crimson lights were lit at once.

"Now, let me ask you this one last time! Where are the shield controls?!"

The red fire flickering from the hands has traveled onto the spies clothing, and it will soon reach skin. The spies eyes hide nothing, he is trembling with fear.

"Fine! It is at the base of the temple! In a small shed! It is heavily guarded you bastard! Ouch! Damn you! Let go of me! I told you what you wanted to hear damnit! Now keep your promise."

The burning embers of eyes blink shut and extinguish. One of the burning hands realeses it's grip on the spy. It raises into the air and extinguishes also. Then it swings down with great force and knocks the spy out.

"I suppose I did say that you could live... And I never go back on my word."

Halcon's form comes into view as he sheds his black disguise. He mutters another prayer and a blue glow emits from the spies body. The spy jumps up and looks around. He stares at Halcon with a blank look on his face. Halcon walks past him and picks up his dagger and the blaster. He then walks past the spy again and back into town. Over his shoulder he shouts.

"Thanks pal, you saved me a lot of trouble. I thought I was going to have to actually go into that stinking temple!"

With a wave of his hand Halcon rounds a corner and disspears yet agin from the spies view. The spy blinks a few times. He does not know what just happenned. A shrug of his shoulders and a gulp of his whiskey from his hip-flask reassures him of his man-hood. He then walks into a bar with a flashing sign.

(ooc: sorry for the long post, just felt like writing a lot tonight )

Something's wrong with Jihon. I keep getting the feeling that both of him are sick, and that can't be good. Sabre Soldier is extremely hard to read, and I know he killed those cops earlier, so I should really watch him. And I can't detect Asaki anymore. She headed out towards the temple, and then I lost her.

Kalana strips herself out of her Power Armour. It's too bulky to use on a scouting mission. She strips out of her jump suit and puts on a pair of kackhi pants lined with light flack armour. She puts on her military uniform shirt and throws a flack jacket on over top of it. She then shuts the locker. She wal;ks over to one of the weapons racks and grabs a plasma pistol and it's holster. She straps it on, and then grabs two automatic bolt pistols and holsters them. She walks to a third rack and grabs one of the pecialised needle rifles made for Space Marine Scout Snipers. She attaches a silencer to it and slings it over her shoulders. She grabs a headset and puts it on.
Now armed for battle, she walks out of the armoury and leaves the building. She walks to the main gate of the city, where she meets up with the rest of the team. They are armed the same way she is. Thay make their way out of the city and head for the temple.

I can't help Jihon or do anything about Sabre, but I can try and find Asaki. That will make me feel better for now. I just can't wait till tomorrow. I've waited too long already.

(:Professionals are predictable. It's the amateurs who are dangerous:)

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