(Rusty Rper) A Small Beach Town

[JollyGreenFox]

Rennard sighed and continued hammering again and stopped "I really should have gotten a hammer gun" Rennard continued to hammer until he hit his thumb "YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He screamed at the top of his lungs putting his thumb in his mouth as fast as he could

[pawz9]

*retreats inside and gets on his computer searching for anything related to this strange man*

[JollyGreenFox]

Rennard still sucking his finger brings his ears down to his sides in pain

[.: ♥ Kiniia ♥ :.]

Jumping visibly at the loud howl of pain, Yulaiyre turned to where the sound came from. She was a little apprehensive, as her mother always warned her about strangers, but she couldn't walk home in good conscience if the scream came from somebody in genuine pain.


Forgetting her fatigue, she rushed to the old house, where the sound came from, her mind was running at a hundred miles per hour.
what if the building had fallen on someone? What if there's blood? The young fox couldn't deal with the sight of blood.


Before long she reached about 20 metres from the house


"H-hello?! Is everything alright? I heard a scream. Do you need me to call anyone?" She was careful to keep her distance, the old humvee she recognised from around the town, though she couldn't remember who owned it.

[JollyGreenFox]

Rennard looked at Yulaiyre and pulled his thumb out of his mouth "I'm....I'm fine" Rennard said shaking my hand. "Are you here to, too talk me out of moving or living here?" Rennard said sighing and stepping down off of the porch and walking towards Yulaiyre with a smile and his hurt paw in his pocket and his other paw extended for a shake

[pawz9]

*looks out the window and goes back to work upon seeing it is one he has seen around town*

[deadlybacon7]

Ethan had walked away from the house some time ago, walking past the visibly exhausted girl. He had seen her around and hadn't apprehended her even in the slightest. She was innocent and not important it seemed. She wouldn't be doing anything nearly soon. Rennard, on the other hand, was suspicious. An internet cafe. How odd. An internet cafe didn't have to only be a cafe, it could be a weapon. By creating an internet cafe, Rennard would be placing a vicious weapon into the hands of people who knew nothing of it and nothing of their predicament.


Ethan knew for sure that whether Rennard knew it or not, he was going to destroy this town, and he wouldn't be keen to stop it. Ethan would have to take matters into his own hands instead of calling for help, this was a sensitive case. He arrived again in the dimly-lit room, put down his things, and accessed his own internet. He had work to do.

[pawz9]

*downloads the documents he found to his TacCom and puts it on his wrist almost relishing the feeling of having it back in its rightful place he then hooks up the AR on his sunglasses*

[JollyGreenFox]

Rennard went back after shaking the women's hand and started to disassemble the porch stairs and replacing them with new wood hammering away to make sure they were sturdy still grumbling about someone from town being so cynical

[pawz9]

*starts working on cleaning his multitude of rifles and pistols an arduous task that takes hours*

[JollyGreenFox]

I start walking to the department store, as i walk i pass people by whom say nothing to me just stare and have small murmurs to say but i ignore them and keep walking as if they didn't exist

[pawz9]

*loads up a pistol and puts it in the holster then goes out wandering the town trying to find a very particular person*

[JollyGreenFox]

Once i get in the store i look around checking to see if they have a Nail gun, as i look through the isle i notice something that catches my eye, i walk over and look at it. It is a front door mid 18th century i stare in awe