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@vincent-woods
Hello darling~
Th' name is Vincent. An assasin for hire and an avatar of the hunt.
Im always up for a chat love, just- dont bring them up.
I was a hitman, but times change. Im not a violent dog i promise.
Please help me-
Ooc under cut
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
Now really son I think I will be just fine doin’ this myself. Besides it ain’t you they’re after, it’s me. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s good but it’s certainly warranted in their minds, and I would rather not risk both hurtin’ you and havin’ Lucy get upset with me.
"Thats... fair... what'd you do to piss off these guys anyways?"
[He looked away from the body in front of him and focused on Oscar to get his mind off of the flesh)
"Money? Grudges? Secrets? Those are why I got hired usually."
A grudge from a long time back.
[Oscar chuckled. Clearly he had no regrets for what he had done to piss them off]
Back when I was about, oh, say seventeen? I was under contract for this fella named Rus. Now I already knew he wasn’t fond of me from the start, but I made my deliveries quickly and didn’t ask questions, so I made a good mule for his market. I’d get just about anythin’ he wanted got, ‘cept when it came to killin folks. Roughin’ em up, sure, but I ain’t ever liked killin. Course then I got it in my head that Rus had no business killin’ folks either, and in retaliation burned down one of his warehouses worth a good couple million.
"damn..."
[It was quite easy to tell he was picturing Oscar burning down a warehouse]
"That sounds... sick as hell- but- why wouldnt you kill people? Is that a rude question?"
[He shrugs]
I’ve had a lot of folks ask, bein’ an avatar and all. Truth is I’ve always hated the idea. I ain’t worthy of takin’ another man’s life. Snuffin’ out the livin’ of some other being with folks who love em and joys and ambitions in life, it just don’t sit right with me. I am not fond of the idea of bein’ a man with blood on his hands.
[He glances over at the bodies and sighs.]
But there are some cases in which I ain’t got a choice. . .
"Oh... that.. that makes sense."
[He stood up and glanced at his bike]
"Do you at least want me to drive with you back to your house?"
[He shakes his head]
I ain’t goin’ home. Rus’ll send another set of his boys out until they lose my trail for good. Can’t risk havin’ them anywhere near where folks can get hurt. I made my mistakes and now I gotta pay for em. But I ain’t lettin’ anyone else get hurt in the process.
[he grumbled a curse]
"Whatever. Dont get shot again though, and make sure to clean your wound- and get the bullet out."
[He started to walk back over to his bike]
"If you die ill have to bring you back to kill you again."
I don’t need you and Lucy tellin’ me off about things, son.
[He started up his motorcycle]
How ‘bout this, if I die, you get my bike? Fair trade?
"fair trade Lovenby!"
[He called to Oscar as he put his helmet back on and got back on his bike]
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
Now really son I think I will be just fine doin’ this myself. Besides it ain’t you they’re after, it’s me. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s good but it’s certainly warranted in their minds, and I would rather not risk both hurtin’ you and havin’ Lucy get upset with me.
"Thats... fair... what'd you do to piss off these guys anyways?"
[He looked away from the body in front of him and focused on Oscar to get his mind off of the flesh)
"Money? Grudges? Secrets? Those are why I got hired usually."
A grudge from a long time back.
[Oscar chuckled. Clearly he had no regrets for what he had done to piss them off]
Back when I was about, oh, say seventeen? I was under contract for this fella named Rus. Now I already knew he wasn’t fond of me from the start, but I made my deliveries quickly and didn’t ask questions, so I made a good mule for his market. I’d get just about anythin’ he wanted got, ‘cept when it came to killin folks. Roughin’ em up, sure, but I ain’t ever liked killin. Course then I got it in my head that Rus had no business killin’ folks either, and in retaliation burned down one of his warehouses worth a good couple million.
"damn..."
[It was quite easy to tell he was picturing Oscar burning down a warehouse]
"That sounds... sick as hell- but- why wouldnt you kill people? Is that a rude question?"
[He shrugs]
I’ve had a lot of folks ask, bein’ an avatar and all. Truth is I’ve always hated the idea. I ain’t worthy of takin’ another man’s life. Snuffin’ out the livin’ of some other being with folks who love em and joys and ambitions in life, it just don’t sit right with me. I am not fond of the idea of bein’ a man with blood on his hands.
[He glances over at the bodies and sighs.]
But there are some cases in which I ain’t got a choice. . .
"Oh... that.. that makes sense."
[He stood up and glanced at his bike]
"Do you at least want me to drive with you back to your house?"
[He shakes his head]
I ain’t goin’ home. Rus’ll send another set of his boys out until they lose my trail for good. Can’t risk havin’ them anywhere near where folks can get hurt. I made my mistakes and now I gotta pay for em. But I ain’t lettin’ anyone else get hurt in the process.
[he grumbled a curse]
"Whatever. Dont get shot again though, and make sure to clean your wound- and get the bullet out."
[He started to walk back over to his bike]
"If you die ill have to bring you back to kill you again."
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
Now really son I think I will be just fine doin’ this myself. Besides it ain’t you they’re after, it’s me. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s good but it’s certainly warranted in their minds, and I would rather not risk both hurtin’ you and havin’ Lucy get upset with me.
"Thats... fair... what'd you do to piss off these guys anyways?"
[He looked away from the body in front of him and focused on Oscar to get his mind off of the flesh)
"Money? Grudges? Secrets? Those are why I got hired usually."
A grudge from a long time back.
[Oscar chuckled. Clearly he had no regrets for what he had done to piss them off]
Back when I was about, oh, say seventeen? I was under contract for this fella named Rus. Now I already knew he wasn’t fond of me from the start, but I made my deliveries quickly and didn’t ask questions, so I made a good mule for his market. I’d get just about anythin’ he wanted got, ‘cept when it came to killin folks. Roughin’ em up, sure, but I ain’t ever liked killin. Course then I got it in my head that Rus had no business killin’ folks either, and in retaliation burned down one of his warehouses worth a good couple million.
"damn..."
[It was quite easy to tell he was picturing Oscar burning down a warehouse]
"That sounds... sick as hell- but- why wouldnt you kill people? Is that a rude question?"
[He shrugs]
I’ve had a lot of folks ask, bein’ an avatar and all. Truth is I’ve always hated the idea. I ain’t worthy of takin’ another man’s life. Snuffin’ out the livin’ of some other being with folks who love em and joys and ambitions in life, it just don’t sit right with me. I am not fond of the idea of bein’ a man with blood on his hands.
[He glances over at the bodies and sighs.]
But there are some cases in which I ain’t got a choice. . .
"Oh... that.. that makes sense."
[He stood up and glanced at his bike]
"Do you at least want me to drive with you back to your house?"
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
Now really son I think I will be just fine doin’ this myself. Besides it ain’t you they’re after, it’s me. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s good but it’s certainly warranted in their minds, and I would rather not risk both hurtin’ you and havin’ Lucy get upset with me.
"Thats... fair... what'd you do to piss off these guys anyways?"
[He looked away from the body in front of him and focused on Oscar to get his mind off of the flesh)
"Money? Grudges? Secrets? Those are why I got hired usually."
A grudge from a long time back.
[Oscar chuckled. Clearly he had no regrets for what he had done to piss them off]
Back when I was about, oh, say seventeen? I was under contract for this fella named Rus. Now I already knew he wasn’t fond of me from the start, but I made my deliveries quickly and didn’t ask questions, so I made a good mule for his market. I’d get just about anythin’ he wanted got, ‘cept when it came to killin folks. Roughin’ em up, sure, but I ain’t ever liked killin. Course then I got it in my head that Rus had no business killin’ folks either, and in retaliation burned down one of his warehouses worth a good couple million.
"damn..."
[It was quite easy to tell he was picturing Oscar burning down a warehouse]
"That sounds... sick as hell- but- why wouldnt you kill people? Is that a rude question?"
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
Now really son I think I will be just fine doin’ this myself. Besides it ain’t you they’re after, it’s me. Now I ain’t sayin’ it’s good but it’s certainly warranted in their minds, and I would rather not risk both hurtin’ you and havin’ Lucy get upset with me.
"Thats... fair... what'd you do to piss off these guys anyways?"
[He looked away from the body in front of him and focused on Oscar to get his mind off of the flesh)
"Money? Grudges? Secrets? Those are why I got hired usually."
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
[He shrugs]
Y’could say that for a lot of folk, Woods. Now look I oughta get movin’ b’fore more of em show up. It was right nice t’see ya but I’d rather deal with em for good where there ain’t folk around that could get hurt. An that includes you.
[He gave Oscar a look that said Seriously? And scoffed]
"First of all, I can defend myself."
[He drew his gun for emphasis]
"Secondly, folks that could get hurt is also you and if you could get attacked and shot again, that wouldnt be good. Two people against however many is always better than one."
[He stated this rather matter of factly)
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
Well hold-
[He stumbled]
Dammit-
Hold on now. Those boys were somebody’s sons. And they ain’t killers, just Rus’s boys tryin’ t’get by. I ain’t seen the man in a decade but he treats em right. He just so happens t’not be so fond of me.
"Oscar they shot you! They wouldnt give a shit about you if you had died."
[He crouched down and searched the other guy. He took a necklace off the guy and examined his gun]
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
[Oscar looked very nervous about this]
I would not recommend you disrespect those boys in their final hours. They ain’t tryin to cause no trouble, just doin’ what they’re told. I woulda done th’same at their age.
"I used to do the same things as these guys.. assuming theyre contract killers."
[He pocketed somthing and walked over to the other guy]
"Theyre not worth much."
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
[Oscar shook his head]
I- it’s fine, really. Ain’t nothin’ of concern. If I could die I woulda figured it out already.
[He seemed more concerned in checking for scratches on his bike than the wound in his side]
[vincent huffed and walked over to one of the corpses of the people. He began to loot the body, as one does, and examined their weapons]
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[He pulled his bike out from the ditch and leaned against it]
Just my side, I’ll be alright. Not like I ain’t ever taken a bullet before. S’a matter of fact, ain’t even the first time one of these boys shot me.
[He adjusts his hat, glancing over the scene with a grim expression before looking back at Vincent]
Sorry t’hear things ain’t been great. I know Lucy was worried damn near outta her mind about ya a bit ago. But I ain’t heard much from her in a bit.
"Yeah.. things have been.. weird... she's fine now i think, and im fine now, so its okay"
[His gaze was fixed on his side]
"Do you want me to help you with the bullet? I kind of know how to stitch up wounds.. and i can get the bullet out and clean it."
[He had the aura of a dog thats worried for its owner]
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
Aw shit, Woods, I didn’t recognize ya. I uh- yeah I’m alright. These boys just-
[He stumbled a bit, only now realizing one of the bullets had definitely hit him. He did his best to ignore it, he’d had worse]
-just took some issue with somethin’ I did against em a long time back. Ain’t nothing t’worry about. How’s things been?
"Shitty."
[He said bluntly before continuing in the same tone]
"Where were you shot?"
[His icy eyes searched oscars face, then flicked to the battlefield.]
[They’re walking out of the forest after the ritual. Once they reach the edge of the forest she lets go of Vincent’s hand and looks up at him. She looks furious.]
What the fuck, Vincent?! What the hell was that? You leave for two fucking minutes and you kill her?!
- @hounddog-in-headlights
"I stopped and tried to get her out! I forgot the ritual was tonight and Victoria appeared!"
[He gestured outwards and sighed]
"I didnt- I dont know why I did that. I didnt Want to do that."
[He kept his gaze fixated on the path ahead of them]
I-
[She stopped and took a breath]
I know, I know.
[She grabbed his hand again, looking at the ground as they walked.
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled.
[His gaze softened for a moment and he muttered]
"Its fine. Dont worry."
[He adjusted the strap of his bag]
"I... im sorry.. i..".
[He growled and threw his bag, things spilled from it when it hit the ground]
[Lucy just knelt down and quietly picked them back up, putting them back in and putting the bag over her shoulder.]
I’ll carry it.
[She continued walking, eyes on the ground. She really didn’t want him to yell at her because she knew she would yell back]
"Why do you even bother with me?"
[he muttered. He sounded broken, like he was in the verge of tears. He didnt move,he just watched her start to walk away]
"why?"
[She turned around and hugged him]
Because I love you and you’re my brother. That’s why.
[he tensed like he wanted to push her away, but sighed and took his bag from her]
"Thanks Lucy."
[he had the aura of a hunter itching to hunt more as he began walking again]
[She walked next to him, fiddling with a flower she’d wrapped around her finger.]
Of course.
[She works the balled-up stem between her hands until it’s fully malleable.]
Should I just give up? It seems like no matter what I do she’s got a countermeasure..
"you say that like your only strategy hasnt been run into the evil forest and kill her."
[He grumbled sarcastically]
"Maybe try changing your game plan? Knowing you, you wouldn't give up. Even if you said you would."
[His eyes flicked to his sister for a moment, but he put his walls back up]
[She laughed a bit]
Maybe. And you’re right I’m probably not gonna give up. Not as long as she’s after the people I care about.
"i believe in you kid."
[He smiled and nudged her with his elbow]
[She took his hand again, giggling]
Of course you do. Because I can do everything! Except be in buildings for more than an hour. But besides that! Everything.
[They were getting close to the treehouse now]
Ok um ummmmm things you should know let’s see. Alex has Enjia over a lot, so you’ll see him often, Sal is out a lot and also is scared of animals, especially dogs so try to be careful about that. Aaaand if Vin is sleeping try not to wake him up because we’ve convinced him that because he’s twelve he still has to sleep at a reasonable hour and that he can stay up late when he’s thirteen.
"Okay sooo dont bother Alex and Enjia, hunt away from Sal, and dont wake up Vin...?
[He continued dramatically]
"Trying to replace me with other person named Vin? I see how it is."
[She paused, realizing what she’d said]
Ah. . . haha. . . so. . . funny story. Remember how I mentioned my little brother? And how strange and unexplainable things happen sometimes?
"Yeah?"
[He was not getting it.]
"What about it?"
Um. It’s you. Sort of.
I ran across him a while ago and he introduced himself and said he was looking for his dad and I kinda felt like I had responsibility for him because like even if he doesn’t really know it he’s still my brother so I told him he could stay at the treehouse until his dad showed up to get him! I don’t think he will but I’m not just gonna let him sleep out in the forest, yknow? So uh. He’s you, you’re him. . . surprise?
[She smiled sheepishly]
[he looked confused for a few moments and tilted his head]
"Is this like the time I met a little version of you?"
[he ran a hand through his hair]
"Okay.. uh.. cool. What was i doing at twelve... i.. oh! Thats when I wandered out into the woods during hide and seek with Victoria and got lost for like two days."
You met a what-?
Or, that doesn’t matter I guess. It’s been a quite a bit more than two days though. So. . . I’m sure that’ll be a fun meeting!
[he laughed nervously]
"Im sure it will be great.."
[He looked down at what he was wearing and bit his lip]
"Im sure it'll go.. fantasticly.."
Oh. Right. . .
I mean I can probably keep him busy until you change. Bird Dog is good at distracting people.
This’ll be great!
[He nodded]
"No, its fine. I think i just have to lose the jacket..."
[He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist]
Ok!
[They made it to the treehouse and Lucy showed Vincent his room, jumping up on the dresser to sit]
Ok this one is yours it’s got um a bed and a dresser and all of that stuff!
[He just dropped his bag with a thump and kicked it under the bed]
"Thanks. Its perfect."
[He smiled]
[She was beaming]
Yay!
Ok ummmm let’s see I gotta tell Sal and Alex you’re here. Vin- um, the small one, I think is asleep right now but I can go check. Do you need anything?
"No, im fine..."
[He hesitated for a few moments before grabbing his bag and taking out his motorcycle helmet]
"I may go out for a bit- Just to clear my head. No woods, just road, and no side quests i promise. Ill be back in an hour"
[She hesitates, but eventually nods and gives him a hug]
Okay. I’ll be watching. Be safe.
[he hugged her back and smiled]
"I gotcha. SEE YA!"
[He made his way out of the tree house and went towards wherever he parked his motorcycle]
[They’re walking out of the forest after the ritual. Once they reach the edge of the forest she lets go of Vincent’s hand and looks up at him. She looks furious.]
What the fuck, Vincent?! What the hell was that? You leave for two fucking minutes and you kill her?!
- @hounddog-in-headlights
"I stopped and tried to get her out! I forgot the ritual was tonight and Victoria appeared!"
[He gestured outwards and sighed]
"I didnt- I dont know why I did that. I didnt Want to do that."
[He kept his gaze fixated on the path ahead of them]
I-
[She stopped and took a breath]
I know, I know.
[She grabbed his hand again, looking at the ground as they walked.
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled.
[His gaze softened for a moment and he muttered]
"Its fine. Dont worry."
[He adjusted the strap of his bag]
"I... im sorry.. i..".
[He growled and threw his bag, things spilled from it when it hit the ground]
[Lucy just knelt down and quietly picked them back up, putting them back in and putting the bag over her shoulder.]
I’ll carry it.
[She continued walking, eyes on the ground. She really didn’t want him to yell at her because she knew she would yell back]
"Why do you even bother with me?"
[he muttered. He sounded broken, like he was in the verge of tears. He didnt move,he just watched her start to walk away]
"why?"
[She turned around and hugged him]
Because I love you and you’re my brother. That’s why.
[he tensed like he wanted to push her away, but sighed and took his bag from her]
"Thanks Lucy."
[he had the aura of a hunter itching to hunt more as he began walking again]
[She walked next to him, fiddling with a flower she’d wrapped around her finger.]
Of course.
[She works the balled-up stem between her hands until it’s fully malleable.]
Should I just give up? It seems like no matter what I do she’s got a countermeasure..
"you say that like your only strategy hasnt been run into the evil forest and kill her."
[He grumbled sarcastically]
"Maybe try changing your game plan? Knowing you, you wouldn't give up. Even if you said you would."
[His eyes flicked to his sister for a moment, but he put his walls back up]
[She laughed a bit]
Maybe. And you’re right I’m probably not gonna give up. Not as long as she’s after the people I care about.
"i believe in you kid."
[He smiled and nudged her with his elbow]
[She took his hand again, giggling]
Of course you do. Because I can do everything! Except be in buildings for more than an hour. But besides that! Everything.
[They were getting close to the treehouse now]
Ok um ummmmm things you should know let’s see. Alex has Enjia over a lot, so you’ll see him often, Sal is out a lot and also is scared of animals, especially dogs so try to be careful about that. Aaaand if Vin is sleeping try not to wake him up because we’ve convinced him that because he’s twelve he still has to sleep at a reasonable hour and that he can stay up late when he’s thirteen.
"Okay sooo dont bother Alex and Enjia, hunt away from Sal, and dont wake up Vin...?
[He continued dramatically]
"Trying to replace me with other person named Vin? I see how it is."
[She paused, realizing what she’d said]
Ah. . . haha. . . so. . . funny story. Remember how I mentioned my little brother? And how strange and unexplainable things happen sometimes?
"Yeah?"
[He was not getting it.]
"What about it?"
Um. It’s you. Sort of.
I ran across him a while ago and he introduced himself and said he was looking for his dad and I kinda felt like I had responsibility for him because like even if he doesn’t really know it he’s still my brother so I told him he could stay at the treehouse until his dad showed up to get him! I don’t think he will but I’m not just gonna let him sleep out in the forest, yknow? So uh. He’s you, you’re him. . . surprise?
[She smiled sheepishly]
[he looked confused for a few moments and tilted his head]
"Is this like the time I met a little version of you?"
[he ran a hand through his hair]
"Okay.. uh.. cool. What was i doing at twelve... i.. oh! Thats when I wandered out into the woods during hide and seek with Victoria and got lost for like two days."
You met a what-?
Or, that doesn’t matter I guess. It’s been a quite a bit more than two days though. So. . . I’m sure that’ll be a fun meeting!
[he laughed nervously]
"Im sure it will be great.."
[He looked down at what he was wearing and bit his lip]
"Im sure it'll go.. fantasticly.."
Oh. Right. . .
I mean I can probably keep him busy until you change. Bird Dog is good at distracting people.
This’ll be great!
[He nodded]
"No, its fine. I think i just have to lose the jacket..."
[He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist]
Ok!
[They made it to the treehouse and Lucy showed Vincent his room, jumping up on the dresser to sit]
Ok this one is yours it’s got um a bed and a dresser and all of that stuff!
[He just dropped his bag with a thump and kicked it under the bed]
"Thanks. Its perfect."
[He smiled]
[She was beaming]
Yay!
Ok ummmm let’s see I gotta tell Sal and Alex you’re here. Vin- um, the small one, I think is asleep right now but I can go check. Do you need anything?
"No, im fine..."
[He hesitated for a few moments before grabbing his bag and taking out his motorcycle helmet]
"I may go out for a bit- Just to clear my head. No woods, just road, and no side quests i promise. Ill be back in an hour"
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
[Oscar tensed at the lights, but relaxed when he realized it wasn’t a police officer. This, after all, look very bad for him. He quickly holstered his pistol and watched the stranger approach, trying to figure out who it was]
Swear on my it was self defense.
[he took off his helmet and shook out hit hair once he got close enough for Oscar to recognize him]
"Yeah- I figured. You wouldnt kill, people on pur-... never mind. Are you okay?"
[It was Vincent, and he looked concerned?]
[They’re walking out of the forest after the ritual. Once they reach the edge of the forest she lets go of Vincent’s hand and looks up at him. She looks furious.]
What the fuck, Vincent?! What the hell was that? You leave for two fucking minutes and you kill her?!
- @hounddog-in-headlights
"I stopped and tried to get her out! I forgot the ritual was tonight and Victoria appeared!"
[He gestured outwards and sighed]
"I didnt- I dont know why I did that. I didnt Want to do that."
[He kept his gaze fixated on the path ahead of them]
I-
[She stopped and took a breath]
I know, I know.
[She grabbed his hand again, looking at the ground as they walked.
I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled.
[His gaze softened for a moment and he muttered]
"Its fine. Dont worry."
[He adjusted the strap of his bag]
"I... im sorry.. i..".
[He growled and threw his bag, things spilled from it when it hit the ground]
[Lucy just knelt down and quietly picked them back up, putting them back in and putting the bag over her shoulder.]
I’ll carry it.
[She continued walking, eyes on the ground. She really didn’t want him to yell at her because she knew she would yell back]
"Why do you even bother with me?"
[he muttered. He sounded broken, like he was in the verge of tears. He didnt move,he just watched her start to walk away]
"why?"
[She turned around and hugged him]
Because I love you and you’re my brother. That’s why.
[he tensed like he wanted to push her away, but sighed and took his bag from her]
"Thanks Lucy."
[he had the aura of a hunter itching to hunt more as he began walking again]
[She walked next to him, fiddling with a flower she’d wrapped around her finger.]
Of course.
[She works the balled-up stem between her hands until it’s fully malleable.]
Should I just give up? It seems like no matter what I do she’s got a countermeasure..
"you say that like your only strategy hasnt been run into the evil forest and kill her."
[He grumbled sarcastically]
"Maybe try changing your game plan? Knowing you, you wouldn't give up. Even if you said you would."
[His eyes flicked to his sister for a moment, but he put his walls back up]
[She laughed a bit]
Maybe. And you’re right I’m probably not gonna give up. Not as long as she’s after the people I care about.
"i believe in you kid."
[He smiled and nudged her with his elbow]
[She took his hand again, giggling]
Of course you do. Because I can do everything! Except be in buildings for more than an hour. But besides that! Everything.
[They were getting close to the treehouse now]
Ok um ummmmm things you should know let’s see. Alex has Enjia over a lot, so you’ll see him often, Sal is out a lot and also is scared of animals, especially dogs so try to be careful about that. Aaaand if Vin is sleeping try not to wake him up because we’ve convinced him that because he’s twelve he still has to sleep at a reasonable hour and that he can stay up late when he’s thirteen.
"Okay sooo dont bother Alex and Enjia, hunt away from Sal, and dont wake up Vin...?
[He continued dramatically]
"Trying to replace me with other person named Vin? I see how it is."
[She paused, realizing what she’d said]
Ah. . . haha. . . so. . . funny story. Remember how I mentioned my little brother? And how strange and unexplainable things happen sometimes?
"Yeah?"
[He was not getting it.]
"What about it?"
Um. It’s you. Sort of.
I ran across him a while ago and he introduced himself and said he was looking for his dad and I kinda felt like I had responsibility for him because like even if he doesn’t really know it he’s still my brother so I told him he could stay at the treehouse until his dad showed up to get him! I don’t think he will but I’m not just gonna let him sleep out in the forest, yknow? So uh. He’s you, you’re him. . . surprise?
[She smiled sheepishly]
[he looked confused for a few moments and tilted his head]
"Is this like the time I met a little version of you?"
[he ran a hand through his hair]
"Okay.. uh.. cool. What was i doing at twelve... i.. oh! Thats when I wandered out into the woods during hide and seek with Victoria and got lost for like two days."
You met a what-?
Or, that doesn’t matter I guess. It’s been a quite a bit more than two days though. So. . . I’m sure that’ll be a fun meeting!
[he laughed nervously]
"Im sure it will be great.."
[He looked down at what he was wearing and bit his lip]
"Im sure it'll go.. fantasticly.."
Oh. Right. . .
I mean I can probably keep him busy until you change. Bird Dog is good at distracting people.
This’ll be great!
[He nodded]
"No, its fine. I think i just have to lose the jacket..."
[He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist]
Ok!
[They made it to the treehouse and Lucy showed Vincent his room, jumping up on the dresser to sit]
Ok this one is yours it’s got um a bed and a dresser and all of that stuff!
[He just dropped his bag with a thump and kicked it under the bed]
"Thanks. Its perfect."
[He smiled]
//open rp
In the dark, there’s the loud revving of a motorcycle’s engine being kicked into gear. Behind it, the screeching of tires. Gunshots fire off into the night. There’s a loud crash as if both vehicles have toppled from the road. More gunshots, a lot of yelling, and then. Silence.
One man remains at the site. A smoking pistol held in a shaking hand.
[The lights from a motorcycle could be seen driving by the scene of the Violence, then whoever was driving it pulled over and started to approach Oscar]
