Acension Revival

[Rayleonarde]

Ray stepped out of the back, and tried to slip outside unnoticed.

[Aconitum]

((After this, I'm gonna retire Acon for a little bit and introduce a different character.))

Acon coughed as Zenthe's foot hit her gut and rolled off of her.

[Farewell]

Zaida sat in a booth at the club as music blasted furries dancing taking a sip of her wine "this city so pathetic, there needs to be changes"

[Aconitum]

Name: Henry Young

Age: 27

Height: 6' 2

Weight: meh

Species: Some kind of long haired breed of cat

Clothing: Usually black dress pants, dress shoes, and a thin tie. He also wears a white button down with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows as well as a thin black dress jacket worn the same way.

Personality: Extremely kind, vulgar, knows no boundaries, extremely polite towards the ladies, smooth/sly, goofy at times

Extra stuff:

Jobs: Bartender, photographer, part time gas station employee

Appearance: Henry is a tall, averagely built guy with a kind smile and bright amber colored eyes that glow in the dark. His fur is long and very soft, made up of a black top coat and a white underbelly that extends up his chest and over his chin and mouth. His paws and feet are also white and his tail is very long. His shoulder length hair is done into a smooth white pompadour that curls slightly at his collar.

Abilities: He's excellent at boxing, and other hand to hand who's er what's it's.

I guess he's just one cool cat. Hurhurhur

[Farewell]

Her glass empty she set it down on the counter as the bartenders served other furs some doing tricks to impress. "I hate this planet" she mumbled. Turning her head fully around as she watched people dance as she thought. 'I need a job... It's what other do and if I kill it's eventually get me caught not like it will effect me in any way but I don't want all the attention...' She thought to herself her tail swaying side to side.

[Cifero Windtail]

((After this, I'm gonna retire Acon for a little bit and introduce a different character.))

Acon coughed as Zenthe's foot hit her gut and rolled off of her.

Suddenly going into rescue mode, Zanthe grabbed Acon and rushed her out the door. "Sorry about being such a jerk," she whispered. "I hope your stomach feels better... We'll hopefully see each other again someday." With that, Zanthe carefully walked off into the night.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray slipped into the van, and threw the money in the back. He then called out to Zanthe. "Miss Zanthe, we must leave."

[Aconitum]

Henry Young, the coolest guy you know, strode the street with a skip in his step and a wide grin on his handsome face. It was clear the cat was in a good mood, as usual, but today was just... Better somehow. For Henry at least.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe cringed and hoped to God that no one was near Ray. "Please never say my name out loud like that," she whispered into the microphone... she was nowhere in eyesight of Ray. "Look, I'll... I'll meet you back at your place, okay? Get out of here." Stepping quickly into an alley, the catfox began to unbutton her shirt. "It's for the best that nobody sees us together. I'm going to be out of contact shortly, but when you hear something at your door, open it."

[Rayleonarde]

Ray nodded, and sped off towards home.

[Cifero Windtail]

Ducking behind a Dumpster, Zanthe looked around quickly and, once she was sure there was no one watching, took her earring off and stripped to her underwear. With a quick twist of one end of her earring, it grew until she was holding a fairly large container. It was a strange device that a close friend of hers had made; she didn't exactly know how it worked, but it was sure useful. Popping it open, the catfox stuffed her clothes and weapons in there before closing and shrinking it once more. At last prepared, Zanthe glanced around once more to make sure that no one was looking, then closed her eyes and began to transform...

[Rayleonarde]

Ray parked the van, and unloaded the money, weapons, and whatever else was in the van. When he entered his home, a few well dressed furs were seated comfortably around his home, their weapons sitting nearby. One in particular, wearing a blank mask, stood, and smiled. "Ray, my child! You've returned, with my money I assume."


Ray sighed, and nodded, handing over the bulging duffle-bag. "Here, sir. One-hundred and fifty thousand unmarked bills."


The figure nodded, and sighed. "Good, but you're short. Tell you what, hand over everything you own, and we'll be square. Should amount up to the twenty-five thousand you're short."


Ray blinked, and took a step back. "Y-You'll just...t-take everything, i-in exchange for my sister?" He thought, very briefly, before nodding. "Fine. Take everything." Ray even took the ring from his finger, and the clothes off his back.



The figure, the secret mobster known as the Zambian, smiled behind the white porcelain. "Good, she's outside. Might wanna get her some help, though. She's not doing too well."


Ray ran outside, and searched around. When he spotted his sister, he picked her up. "D-Don't worry, s-sis. I've got you now." He started towards the hospital, as a large white limousine sped away, and Ray's apartment, with everything inside, erupted into a fireball.  Ray continued towards the hospital, foregoing his decency for his sister's safety. "W-Wen you get well, y-you're goin' back to mom's."

[Farewell]

Zaida was now as her motel it was cheap and nothing special she murred on the bed holding her pillow tight as she did.

[Cifero Windtail]

As Ray walked to the hospital, a coyote walked up carrying, strangely enough, the clothing that Ray had taken off mere moments ago. It set the clothes down in front of the raccoons and crooned softly.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray blinked, and pulled on a pair of pants, before continuing towards the hospital, nodding in thanks to the coyote. As he reached the hospital, he left Valentine with the doctors. Ray sat in the lobby, rubbing his head. "What am I gonna do?"