The Shadow Runners (thriller/horror) PG-13

[Farewell]

She walks forward as she scanned the store carefully. Somewhat in between crouching and standing just to keep her a little low. Her ears stood up listening to anything and footsteps nearly silent.
The food isle wasn't worth checking as they were most likely rotten... Except canned good which may be useful. However she would get back to that as for now the hybrid searched the area for any of the materials floor, shelf. A bit of a mess but it couldn't be too hard.
"If you get anything, tell me so of don't need to waste my time looking for it..." She said in a cold soothing tone which slightly echoed

[PO5ID3N25]

Name: Taero
Age: 24
Height: 6" 4'
Weight: 185
History: raised in a sophisticated English family I learned many languages such as Latin, Spanish, French, and German, as I grew older though I wanted more adventure so I pursued a career as a runner first mission failed I was attacked cause the massive distinct scars but as death was imminent a part of me came through and fought to live escaping cause a hatred for the shadows being one of the only survivors I lived on the outskirts not affiliated working alone. Yet as I see two runners enter a store I decide to re enter society
Appearance: White with blue tribals a large diagonal scar running down my chest deep and puckered also a scar starting at the top of my left eyebrow and wrapping around behind my ear extremely good shape highly muscled from years of fighting the most noticeable though was his black eyes they were so dark you can't distinguish the pupils from the iris
Clothing: shirtless with large combat pants on and black combat boots a kabar combat knife strapped to my left leg and a 44. Magnum pistol in a holster on my hip
Personality: strong willed and confident very little trust as I have always had my own back

[PO5ID3N25]

As I stand in the dark watching the two new comers i speak aloud "there's nothing here I raided it months ago" as the female froze I announced "if I want you dead I'd have killed you already, you have nothing to fear from me" I step into the light as I say "are you runners?"

[Draak_Tand]

(may I join?)

[Farewell]

((I'm sure you can, also he's going to be on soon tonight))
The serynx hissed as she stopped in place. "I wasn't very worried if you were going to 'kill' me, especially with that ego like yours I doubt it. I smelled you once we entered, just thought you were dead due to the rotten food laying about... Too bad I was wrong." she said simply.
Before answering "yes we are in fact, runners... That's all you need to know" She replied her ears leaned back and glowing eyes narrowed at the anthro. "Why are you concerned?" Zaida said with a cold tone waiting for his response.

[Draak_Tand]

((well Ill make a character sheet anyways))
Name: Draak Tand
Age: 26
Height: 7'5"
Weight: 269lbs
History: He lived in Cora before it was destroyed, and made it too Lazuras, Runner 1 while the rest of the survivors he was with died off.
Appearance: Muscled, it shows but not too much. White tank top, Green military jacket, black cargo pants, black combat boots, black leather gloves, White scales Blood red eyes. His body is a painting of scars. He has a twelve gauge strapped on his back, brass knuckles in his pockets.
Personality: Strong, quiet, type. He's someone most look up to, while others fear, he always has this serious and grim facial expression but, he can and will joke around. He's also sometimes a showoff. Also he lives for loud sounds, like that of his Harley Davidson Chopper, and that of his shotgun, though he can be stealthy, if he needs to cause he never wants to.

[Trinity_Zane]

((well Ill make a character sheet anyways))
Name: Draak Tand
Age: 26
Height: 7'5"
Weight: 269lbs
History: He lived in Cora before it was destroyed, and made it too Lazuras, Runner 1 while the rest of the survivors he was with died off.
Appearance: Muscled, it shows but not too much. White tank top, Green military jacket, black cargo pants, black combat boots, black leather gloves, White scales Blood red eyes. His body is a painting of scars. He has a twelve gauge strapped on his back, brass knuckles in his pockets.
Personality: Strong, quiet, type. He's someone most look up to, while others fear, he always has this serious and grim facial expression but, he can and will joke around. He's also sometimes a showoff. Also he lives for loud sounds, like that of his Harley Davidson Chopper, and that of his shotgun, though he can be stealthy, if he needs to cause he never wants to.

You're more than welcome to join!

[Draak_Tand]

((may i start now?))
He walked through the wreckage. Cursing in his head, Had to leave my *censored* Bike behind, now where are these runners. He thought as he heard talking in a building near him. He quickly moves toward the building and, kicks in the door gun raised. "WHO'S THERE!?" He yelled while scanning the room.

[Trinity_Zane]

As I stand in the dark watching the two new comers i speak aloud "there's nothing here I raided it months ago" as the female froze I announced "if I want you dead I'd have killed you already, you have nothing to fear from me" I step into the light as I say "are you runners?"

((may i start now?))
He walked through the wreckage. Cursing in his head, Had to leave my *censored* Bike behind, now where are these runners. He thought as he heard talking in a building near him. He quickly moves toward the building and, kicks in the door gun raised. "WHO'S THERE!?" He yelled while scanning the room.

Trinity's muzzle wrinkled with an angry snarl but the growl coming from deep in his belly stopped. Kaida was speaking now and he was slowly, carefully reaching behind his back. He could feel the handle and focused his fingers around the rubber grip.

There was a second noise as someone entered the store. His arm went up to stop Kaida from advancing.

"Don't give him any more information. We don't need any rogues knowing more than they should." His eyes returned to the silhouette.

"Pretty stupid thing to do. Threaten a complete stranger." A glimmer of sunlight shone off Trinities stainless steel blade as it left its sheath "At least introduce yourself. Rogue."

He stopped to think about them, about the odds. He didn't know who else entered the place but prepared for the worst.

[Draak_Tand]

Tand started moving through the store making as much noise as possible. Quickly moving, sniffing them out, listening from where the words were coming from, "I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE!, I can smell ya." He turns a corner and spots a red hoodie. He puts his shotgun back up to his shoulder aiming and walking slowly.
He walked up and slightly tapped the hoodie on the shoulder, "Boo."

[PO5ID3N25]

"Not a threat" as I inspect the wreckage "a fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner. Actually everyone thinks I'm dead." Spinning a chair around I sit on it resting my arms on the back "pull up a chair and I'll tell you about the shadows, I've survived them.

[Draak_Tand]

"Not a threat" as I inspect the wreckage "a fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner. Actually everyone thinks I'm dead." Spinning a chair around I sit on it resting my arms on the back "pull up a chair and I'll tell you about the shadows, I've survived them.

((like no offense but I think this needs some minor adjustments, umm cause what do you mean "'A fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner'" It's like it's going all over the place Like I said before no offense it's really hard to follow.))

[Trinity_Zane]

"Not a threat" as I inspect the wreckage "a fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner. Actually everyone thinks I'm dead." Spinning a chair around I sit on it resting my arms on the back "pull up a chair and I'll tell you about the shadows, I've survived them.

((like no offense but I think this needs some minor adjustments, umm cause what do you mean "'A fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner'" It's like it's going all over the place Like I said before no offense it's really hard to follow.))

(Sorry Draak. Perhaps I was a little bit rash before I told you to jump in. Perhaps if you wait a little bit like a day or so we can find a better scenario. Again my apologies. I will touch base with you in a PM when we're ready.)

Post Merge: November 26, 2015, 04:39:59 PM

"Not a threat" as I inspect the wreckage "a fact you walked in split up, I was once a runner. Actually everyone thinks I'm dead." Spinning a chair around I sit on it resting my arms on the back "pull up a chair and I'll tell you about the shadows, I've survived them.

Trinity came to an office chair the one his rogue was sitting in. He impaled the desk with his bowie knife, and leaned over it.

"I know enough about them. I've seen one." His eyes glazed over him deep in thought "They're killers, nightmares, assholes."

[Draak_Tand]

((no no it's not that, its his wording its all that is confusing me, yknow what i shouldnt've said anything on the subject I can follow it. Just tell me when you notice my character behind you.))

[Farewell]

"I'm not interested to hear your story... I know enough, You'll only bore me." she hissed coldly. Zaida walked over some trash before leaning on a wall.
The darkness hiding her, but her glowing eyes revealed where she stood. She studied the anthro carefully before she gruffed impatiently with hers laying flat against her head.