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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 7, 2017 5:00:09 GMT
She sighed and relayed the orders to arnold. Looking for a flashlight and getting a pen light led out of one pocket. Then a bigger torch near the stairs. Busting out the dark windows. They made good time down letting in light as they went.
Soon the sounds were clearer and she felt it. Hairs raised on her neck she saw the aura it was laced through with magic. Currupt in ng the vampire. They needed a practioner stat. She knew some things but not enough and would not get close enough to touch.
She halted arnold behind her and looked for bhas. This was going to get hairy as heck and as far as she knew he didnt respond to her warning that the vamp was spelled.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 7, 2017 7:41:41 GMT
As light rained in on the inside of the foundry he saw what he was hoping silently he wouldn’t have to see. Mariano Novole was sprawled on the floor his muscles popping out of his skin reknitting and resealing in new configurations his screams coming without him being mentally present to experience. It meant that they the men on the roof were equally as out of sorts as Mariano. The major problem was Bhas really didn’t want to end Mariano but he couldn’t be sure he would come back from this in any way that would be helpful later. And the change was speeding up Mariano would be some sort of pony sized beast of indiscriminate origination.
“We have a situation Marshal’s do we stop it or take our chances?” He knew the answer but it was a test for the two riding to his rescue.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 7, 2017 8:35:21 GMT
She watched for a moment thinking." Wound him with enough silver and it will block the magic and make his body choose to stop shifting or die. That will give us time for tactical but they need a practioner with them to sever the ties fully or at least suspend them"
It was a hail mary they would either be successful or kill him but either way they wouldn't loose one of them. She carried silver rounds most of the time and popped in a all silver mag.
Monica shot knee and elbow joints with the bullets so even if he shifted he wouldnt be able to get to his feet. The recovery would be excruciating and slow but he wouldnt be dead if they did this right.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 8, 2017 13:04:49 GMT
Well he knew which way she was leaning as she called off an action plan and begin executing it with all due prejudice. She was surgical and a damned fine shot. He smiled knowing what resource he now had. At least a portion of it. She would be able to handle a portion of the wet work and they’d not need to borrow as many of the grandfathered in Marshals to District Two. He didn’t like the idea of them to begin with any of them were old school contractors where the only thing that mattered was their kill rates not the success of the mission. Their mission was protecting the populace at large not showing them that people could be worse monsters than the things they’d had to hunt.
" Standard OP these days Davis. Had to especially with the Newark case three months ago."
Firing himself he shattered Mariano’s other knee, elbow and hip. He hated doing it but in the end better the vampire than them. The howls and screams of pain only intensified as the pain now was caused by silver which had the scent of cordite and fur filling their space. It wasn’t until Arnolds tie tack started to glow did he begin to feel the effects himself. Looking to Davis she wasn’t wearing any religious artifact.
As such he pushed her as he said, “Out, Get the Fuck out Now!!!” Grabbing Arnolds collar he dragged him as well.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 8, 2017 14:12:07 GMT
Normally she had her st Christopher on her but shed forgotten it this morning trying to get out the door with sam. Monica wasn't spesific in religion though her mother had tried to raise them with church.
She also knew that anything you belived or put faith in would work it could be a feather pendant you attributed to the great mother and if you belived it would work. She didn't need to be told twice vut the fact his vamp nature was now surfaced and setting off crosses meant the plan had sorta worked.
Out the front and almost tripping over the man shed dropped off the roof. That was a mess and they couldnt move him till hed been documented.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 9, 2017 11:18:36 GMT
Arnold was caught in the spell despite the cross burning through his tie. Bhas tossed him on his butt and kicked his gun away. Davis seemed fine but he couldn’t be sure so he stepped away gun naked. He wouldn’t hit a woman but he’d shoot to wound. His chivalry had a strange setting for preservation.
“Davis can you secure Arnold there? We need tactical none of this is supposed to be possible and now we a have a weakened enraged Vamp inside trying to stir up trouble to preserve himself… What a day, right?”
He didn’t hear any approach and that worried him the siege took ten minutes and that meant the tac team should have been on the causeway. Their APV was a monster and made enough noise with its diesel engine to be heard damn near a mile away it was part of their intimidation factor. At least bugged out by vamp or not that Arnold was not seeking to attack he was just laying their his eyes rolled back in his head as if he was being possessed or one of those circus fortune-tellers trying to roust some rubes.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 9, 2017 14:01:43 GMT
She safetied and holsrered her guns to make them harder for arnold to grab incase" i need your cuffs mine and arnolds are on the roof with the...living human pets"
When she caught them she cuffed the man to a parking pole near where he'd landed. It gave her tbe creeps how he was not there his aura was compacted and under attack. " I can try to help him some but please if I am in danger shoot him as I have to Take my guns off for this."
She was going to try to bolster his aura by touch and push back the vampires compulsion." If you rather me not try tell me now please"
Going for the straps on her rig.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 10, 2017 4:14:55 GMT
Bhas reached under hos blazer and tossed her his cuffs as he stepped forward insuring if anything took place hed drop it. "Go ahead Davis lets see if your huice works here."
He himself was curious as if so itd be a resource later. While she began he drew his phone again calling to check the Tac teams status. Theyd be along still twenty out. He wanted to curse so bad he instead bit down on his lip and measured the daylight they had left. Four hours give or take a few minutes.
Though he knew if Mariano was up now that hed gotten a boost in power and could potentially be on them in three.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 10, 2017 7:09:01 GMT
She nodded then carefully placed he rig on the ground slow breath the touched arnolds face and closed her eyes. Usng her colors which she normally couldn't see and shaped them into the bravest strongest thing she knew.
A lioness stood in swirling protection blue and concerned forest green. She shuddered softly at what she felt. Easing the lion over arnold blocking him. It felt like a knife went down her back. She cried out but held on" he is not yours vampire you will not take him"
She held on and the burn at her back calmed but didnt stop. She was sweating but when she opened her eyes Arnold was there and present. He took a breath calmly mouthing thank you.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 10, 2017 13:36:43 GMT
“Well now that was definitely some black girl magic,” Bhas ssaid as he couldn’t see anything happen but felt the moment pass as Arnold began looking around trying to get his bearings. Not daring to move closer to the building again with Arnold back but still down and Davis not one hundred percent. He was stuck between Hell and Pandemonium. Not the frenetic vernacular most used but the original meaning of the word the demons abode in Hell. He sighed lifting Davis’ rig looking at it. He knew the make it was a tailored piece but he recognized the manufacturing. He smirked he’d heard this year’s conference was definitely to die for.
Moving to the car he retrieved two of the bottles of water he kept on hand and the radio. Handing Davis them both one for her one for Arnold he tapped into the squawk box. Switching frequencies unti he was on the actual local police band he said,” This is Director Yatri. We myself and two other Marshals are ten-ten in need of ten-seven-eight by all ten-nine-six.” He sighed he didn’t think this area had any ten-nine-six personnel. He knew that most of the local RPIT personnel were busy across state at a ritual killing investigation. Along with a large contingent of Marshals as the suspect was a known and registered lycanthrope group.
Crouching down not that he needed to but a sway to stretch his legs he looked to Davis. “Tell me you have acquaintances that could be here soon as we may very well need more help. Especially if what I think is happening is happening.”
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 10, 2017 14:21:13 GMT
Brow quirked at his comments but smiling she let go of arnld knowing as long as she maintained her aural lion until help arrived arnold would be fine. Taking the waters she handed him one. He didn't as to be uncuffed so he understood but sat up against the post.
When bhas asked she thought, she knew a few diffrent people but it was about who would be of aid. Police all she knew was the chief grim and Henry as most of the ret of the force was beat cop or other departments. Not sure how helpful they would be as they were touch based gifteds not necromancers.
Her non cop friends well....Samuel dhed n9t xall because that would be a horrible can of worms, maybe Eric? As a bear shifter he had ties yo the oyher side maybe he had powers that could help" um my old boss at one pp maybe as bodies and good with preturnatual stuff i also know a bear shifter with some shaman like power hes a good guy most of my practioner friends are out of staters and i only ever met the one necromancer and you know her too"
She shrugged " I will call any of the mentioned ones if you like try to get them here but they are about as far as tactical or locals "
She knew samuel would want to ride to the rescue directly if she even hinted she needed something so thst was a last ditch hail mary.
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 11, 2017 5:49:28 GMT
Bhas sighed it was untenable if Tac didnt show soon and at this rate it looked as if they might not.
It was more than a longshot that they could do more together than die in the angry vampires onslaught. He was a naturally hopeful person but this was the definition of bad times.
Standingbhe stretched looking up the road a prayer in his mind. Nope and while they still had few good hours of daylight he was loathed to waste them.
"Davis get Arnold up and get him to the highway hes a liability here. I know they are on the way but I'd prefer Arnild was out of the path of potential battle."
He did the math in his head in Arnolds condition with Davis being taxed pulling the load it'd take forty minutes unless the Tac team showed sooner. Either way it'd be enough time.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 11, 2017 22:58:55 GMT
She got arnolds car keys from his pocket unlocked the cuffsand helped him to his feet then to the passenger side. Settling him she looked back at bhas" dont go trying to be a hero..because incase you never heard thats my job"
It was a self depreciating joke. She was trying to make up from earlier. She got in turned the car on and pulled out shed try to get to the bottle neck and see where tac was and maybe lead them threw or get a sheriff
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Post by Bhaskar Yatri on Mar 12, 2017 1:58:59 GMT
Bhas nodded never vocally saying anything he was thinking on the schematic of the place. He waved as she got Arnold in. It was an old foundry decommissioned over a decade ago cost the area six-hundred jobs. The pittance Mariano could pay wouldn’t ever make up for it. It was however still n the grid its power coming from the city thirty miles southwest. As it was no longer smelting it didn’t dump its waste into the river. That was a good thing but it also left a way if push came to shove that Mariano could escape. He sighed really pouring his energies into the idea of sealing Mariano in until they could find a away to either really and truly drop him or cure him.
The problem being if he was sealed in too long he would become animalistic at best. If they couldn’t drop him now they very well might not be able to at all. That cinched it in his head. Sighing once Davis made it off the parkway he headed back in.
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Post by Monica Davis-banks walker on Mar 12, 2017 5:26:10 GMT
She found the entrance to the highway heading opposite the way shed gotten there arnold was dozing and she let him scaning radio chatter she saw a small passel of sheriff's vehicles at an accident about ten minutes ride. Pulling over she flagged one over." Marshal monica davis with marshal arnold we have a vamp situation and one marshal left at the old foundry can you spare any bodies? we need to contain the subject and our tac unit has been delayed probably by this accident"
They gave her the stink face till she flashed her badge and odly while they were sorting it tac with alot of maneuvering and horn blowing made it to her. She was elated relayed that bhas was alone.
The witch hopped in with her she came through an open in the divider and they hauled tail back. She prayed wuietly that her new boss was not vamp kibble right now. The male practioner sanchez worked with wicca and santaria and was able to free arnold fully.
Blaring the lights it was getting close to sundown but they had maybe hour hour and a half.
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