XMEN THE MAFIA - Day 2 : The road less traveled
When Sabretooth finished talking Redd looked around at the rag tag and tired bunch of them. When she'd jumped in with them during the break out she'd had no idea they would come to this, fighting amongst themselves and surrounded by such an air of death and depression. "It's worse than in the damn camps.. well, almost anyways"
She remained sitting there on a pile of crates and broken pews as the first ones straggled out the door after Sabretooth. "Funny how being close to that sociopath actually seems safer than being in here amongst ourselves." She gave a soft chuckle to herself. She was very familiar with the stories of Sabretooth, her Dad had hacked his file many times to show her how the government could twist someone if they chose to. She thought it was just he was a nut, but maybe her Dad was right and someone made him into that. Who really cared at this point.
A few things were obvious. Staying here was certain suicide. Traveling in a pack of mutants in broad daylight with Sentinels hunting them was suicide. Trying to go it on her own in a town she didn't know was suicide. "So I die today no matter what.. joy." She needed friends, allies.. and that was something she certainly wasn't good at finding. She glanced down at the forgotten list half under a broken pew. Maybe making a few people happy would get her some allies.
With a tired but determined sigh she jumped down and picked up the list. Best not to let them all be too far ahead of her so she couldn't follow the tracks.
The girl from the earlier argument with the boy who delivered the pizza's back to them came forward and picked up the list off the ground. She turned and spoke to the other girl in the red coat. Hearing the conversation about going for supplies, Birdie stood up and walked timidly over to them.
"Hi, you are going for the supplies on the list? Mind if i come? Maybe i can lend a hand." she really didnt want to be left there alone and she wasnt all too excited about following the behemouth of a man.
She glanced back at the snow outside and shivered. That coat would be a nice commodity.
Tox turned to Hummingbird, considering. Given Redd's ability to go invisible, it made sense to let her go on her own, but Tox felt uncomfortable with letting anyone go off by themselves. Nodding in decision, she pointed to a nearby dumpster that would be perfect to hide behind and keep watch, and looked back at the two women.
/OOC JIK anyone was wondering what I meant about the knives and bullets being armor piercing, I was thinking along them same line as a teflon coated bullet is able to pierce through kevlar because it's slick enough to slide in between the threads.
Up at the counter, with a massive shotgun cradled in his lap and feet propped up on the counter, the portly shop keeper half dozed as he watched the newscast's latest anti mutant special. Redd watched in disgust as he wiped some drool off his chin and smeared it onto his pants leg, looking around smacking his lips before settling his head back on his chest, into the cradle of his many chins.
She felt no guilt robbing from this pathetic scum of a human. As she walked around the store she'd glance over at him and around to make certain no one was watching then grab this or that, phasing it over and shifting it to her then dropping it into a large red sack she'd made.
Redd couldn't resist as she walked up to the counter and softly moved a few things around, then leaned through him to grab the locked cash box he had set on the floor behind him. She carefully moved her hand through without breaking the lock, emptying it of all its contents before she placed it back where she'd gotten it.
Then she strolled out through the front door and back around to where the 2 girls were waiting.
"You two ready to get the hell out of here?" she asked from behind them.
I was still trying to find my feet in this mess; to discover what role, if any, I could play and how to best lend a hand. This was so far out of my realm of experience that for now I just allowed myself to be swept along.
As they walked she dug around in the large red bag she was dragging along with her until she pulled out a package of Big Red gum and tore into it, shoving about 3 sticks in at once. "mmmmthishisthgooodth!" She said through it. Her face showed her obvious delight as the spicy cinnamon gum's flavor hit her. Chomping happily she rummaged again and pulled out another brand of gum in one of those mega packs and handed it to Tox.
"D'ya wanth somphthingh?" she asked looking over at the quiet one. "Got candy, sodas" she stopped to loudly swallow and chew a second "There's some jerky and stuff too.. I also grabbed some de-stinkerant, soap, and stuff too."
She was a little relieved, even if she wouldn't admit it, when they got within sight of the main group moving along.
She shoved the bag of supplies she'd been dragging at the shy girl and dissapeared. Tinct had no chance.. He was scurrying along trying to catch up when Redd came up behind him at a dead run.. grabbed the waist band of his pants and prepared to shove him right out of them as she phased them...
Oh, someone was going to get it...aaaaaaack!
An unexpected patch of ice under the snow sent Tox sliding and skidding out of control toward the group. She slammed awkwardly into another form and fell back on her rear end, dazed. And shared shitless on top of that, for when she looked up sheepishly at the one she had collided into, there was a pair of cold angry eyes staring back. Sabretooth.
Fantastic.
The two stared at each other for an endless moment before Sabretooth turned around and continued walking. Tox felt sure the little girl on his shoulders had given her a rather nasty look, but that was soon forgotten when Tox saw what was written on the huge mutant's back.
Oh we are -so- going to get it now. Even as horrified as she was, Tox couldn't help but let out a little snicker as she stood up and brushed herself off.
after exitin the church he had focused and shifted his armor to mixture of whites and light gray to better concel his passing in the snow.. a quickly formed pair of snow shoes had helped as well... he was making good time.
"Mmy nanames Bir, The Humming Bird, but you can call me Birdie." she had finally mustered out looking away.
She had stood watch for them and they for the most part paid no attention to her, but that was ok, she had some company even if they only partially noticed her. The silent one seemed easily amused by minor things and Redd was amused by most anything that seemed to be abnoxious. The odd bunch they were Birdie still felt at ease with them.
As Redd was offering the bag loaded with candy for her to choose out of nowhere a snowball slammed into Tox's face. It was yellow in color and it made her face very angry. Redd started to laugh but then was wearing a whole new color of clothes and it seemed to wipe the smile off her face before it started. A boy, appeared out of nowhere laughing at them and took off. Birdie pulled her new coat around her tighter and ducked her head down trying not to be noticed. She watched both Redd and Tox go after the boy.
Frowning and wondering to herself about how anyone could find it play time, Birdie muttered.
"We're going to get in trouble this way." Her voice clear and resounding. It was said low enough that anyone who wasnt within two feet of her shouldnt been able to hear. But the vibrations she created with her voice box sent the message farther, far enough to reach both the girls and now the behemoth
Sabertooth, who had turn to attention at the sound of the horseplay.
When it happened, it was almost too fast for anyone to register what was going on. Sabertooth’s clawed hand shot out and lifted Tinct a good two feet off the ground by his shirt. He held him there, arm outstretched, as he rose up to his full height. Quinn peaked her head from around Sabertooth’s legs, smiling up at the hapless mutant as he struggled in vain to break free. Sabertooth let out a low, bestial snarl.
“If you want to die out here, we can arrange it,†Quinn said. Tinct winced in pain as Sabertooth’s nails dug deep into his chest. “The lettering. You’re going to remove it, or you’ll be bathing in your own entrails.â€Â
Quinn let out a giggle as Sabertooth effortlessly tossed the prankster into the snow. She turned and stuck her black tongue out at him as the two started off into the snow, hand in hand.
He sighed heavily as he swiveled his hips again, trying for maximum comfort and response from his costume...
It was gonna be one of those lives.
Ghost musta walked over my grave. Or is that goose? No matter. It was nothing.
It was all I could do not to join in the fun, but I had a feeling we'd all need to save our energy, so I just flashed the one who'd written the words a quick grin and ducked my head into the cold wind, continuing on.