Rivalries 1x1

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Magdalena Sempter
|Female|17|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Jack|Location;; Devilled Souls Base
Maggie roped down into the base through a window, wearing her usual when they went on these missions. Black jeans, black boots, and a long sleeve black tee that was fitted. She hated the fact that they were there, hated what they were doing. But, she was armed of course, just in case, a knife was held in her hand tightly. She flinched as a gunshot rang off, in attempt to hit one of the opposing gang members but remained silent and motionless. The next few minutes everything was almost like it was in slow motion, the struggling and then all of a sudden the piercing pain that shot through her leg. She had never been shot before and it was probably one of the worst pains she had ever felt. Her leg instantly gave out as she crumpled to the floor and let out a muffled scream of pain. “Oh, man. Charles isn’t gunna like that.” one of the guy mumbled, her father would be peeved. His daughter had been shot, by one of his own members. As the guy from the other gang approached, her eyes widened a little, her heart rate had sped up. She was nervous, scared even. She hated going out, and now she was injured and face-to-face with an opposing gang member. She let him lead her, though she was tense and limping badly. She remained silent, terrified that she was about to be in huge trouble and by herself.

Aubrey Cadwalder
|Female|18|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Open|Location;; Base|
Aubrey had been working on shining her own weapons, cleaning them was a routine she normally catered to. Her head shot up as she heard Jack’s voice call out. Company? She rolled her eyes and huffed as she picked up a hand gun before moving out into the main area, gun raised and ready. She stayed out of sight from the group, her gun providing back up if needed. She shot a round above the other group, startling them since they didn’t know where the bullet had come from. It put them at high alert, yet exposed at the sides for her own group to take them down.

Markian Wilson
|Male|19.5|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Ryann|Location;; Devilled Souls Base|
Mark was placed outside of the base as others went in. His job? Get rid of the other gang trying to get in to help. He heard another car pull up, instantly ready with his knife in hand. He let out a sigh as he watched her knee one of his group members. He approached close behind, his knife aimed close to her neck “Hands up, back off.” he said, his tone low and eyes dark. She was pretty, had to give her that, but he wasn’t about let her off on that basis. “If you listen to my words and follow my directions, you’ll be fine.” he told her, the tone coming off threatening as he hoped it would.

Tobias Fletcher
|Male|17|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Aspen|Location;; Base|
Toby was inside the main surveillance room, the place he usually stayed in. He mainly worked on tech when it came to missions or around the base, he wasn’t much of a hands on guy. He had seen the other group as the busted in right before Jack had yelled, making him jump to his feet. “Come on.” he mumbled, unsure of what to do. He could see on one of the cameras that there was group headed upstairs and quickly grabbed his gun from behind him, heading towards the people that went up the stairs. He aimed the gun at the group “Hey!” he shouted, eyes narrowed, sweat beading on his forehead from his nerves. “We don’t take kindly to unannounced visitors.” he grumbled clearly, gun still aimed.

[Litwick]

Ryann, Solars 17
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loc. home-base // (pending for D.S) //tags. -Markian-

Ryann immediately tensed, her eyes widening as he grabbed her and she couldn't help but freeze up. She shouldn't have come, every time she did she got into worse and worse trouble. She felt the cold blade on her neck and she couldn't help but shift uncomfortably in his arms. She was now breathing heavily, the girl she kneed standing up to punch her straight in the cheekbone while she was held by the boy. She winced into his chest, her eyes screwing shut as the girl let out a laugh, "She's pathetic, we should just kill her now" the girl threatened with a laugh, Ryann's head resting against the boys chest as her arms gripped his, making sure the blade wouldn't pierce her while the girl hit her again. The silent girl sputtering out a small word, "C-Christ" she stuttered quietly, the girl crossing her arms, "Oh so the mute speaks?" the girl taunted, Ryann physically tensing as her hands gripped the boys arm firmer. "C'mon then, what's wrong? Cat's got your tongue?" she snickered, Ryann instantly angered, her arms forcefully dragged his off of her before her fists swung out-she never fought with a weapon, she was a boxer not a gang member-she didn't ask to be here, she just obeyed a command. Her fist flew into the girls face, square in the nose as the girl gasped, shouting a pained yelp out before Ryann slammed her against the wall. Ryanns chest heaving before the girls leg swept under Ryanns feet and knocked her to the ground. She'd grab Ryann and slam her up against the brick wall, Ryanns head slamming off of the bricks as a now ringing migraine entered her mind. She groaned out in pain before the girl kneed her in the stomach as Ryann did to her earlier, the wind being knocked out of her. She hunched over with a few coughs, the girl shoving her onto the floor. "You're a boxer, and you're a mute, people like you don't belong in gangs" she spat, towering over Ryannas she sat up against the wall, her cheekbone cut and a small nosebleed coming from her nose as she held herself up weakly. Ryann's eyes switched from the girls to the guys before going to the floor, her mouth slightly parted to intake air as she knew what was coming. The girl brutally slapped her across the face, Ryanns head now hanging low, "Well c'mon then, let's finish her together" the girl said, nudging the boy as Ryann sat in defeat, emotionless and expressionless.


Daniel, Netts 18
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loc. library // no gang (yet) //tags. -open-

Daniel wheeled a cart towards the back, beginning to shelve some return books as he heard others talking at a nearby table. "Hey, you hear about the raid that's going on?" a boy whispered to his friend, what raid? "No, what's going on?" he friend asked, his tone quiet and hushed as Daniel listened in. "You know the gangs? Yeah well my friends in the gang and he said they were gonna raid the others base" the boy hissed, Daniels eyes widening. He'd always heard about the gangs, but he'd always thought they were rumors-not that they were real. "Yeah and the base is down town near the old shoe factory, apparently they're raiding the warehouse" he told him, "Wh-" Daniel dropped a book as the boy was responding, the two immediately shutting up as Daniel sighed, the boys leaving to talk about the gangs outside. Daniel was in-fact curious, he was done his shift in half an hour so maybe he'd check it out, see if the gangs were real for himself.


Aspen, Woodlock 17
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loc. base // F.A //tags. -open-

Aspen's eyes narrowed at the nerdy looking tech boy, looking back at her friends beside her, "Firearms down" she demanded quietly, "and don't move" she added, she'd be in deep trouble if she got one of her members shot, after all this raid was her idea in the beginning. "Put the gun down golden boy, we just want the pistol, where's it at?" she asked calmly, her hands raising in a small surrender as her members kept their weapons pointed at the ground, the girl raising an eyebrow, sending him an intimidating look, he was charming she had to admit-but he looked like he'd never used a gun a day in his life.

Jack, Minoso 18
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loc. base // D.S //tags. -Maggie-

Jack unlocked a metal door, pulling it open and bringing her inside before shutting it and locking it behind him, he gently helped her onto the bed and swiftly snatched the gun she had on her. He stepped back, showing her her gun, his finger unlocking the hatchet and letting the amo drop to the floor before he handed it back to her. He threw the packet in the garbage, because he wasn't trying to get shot, before getting her the first aid kit and placing it on the bed beside her. He turned around, walking back to a chair beside the door, moving it so it blocked the entrance and sitting on it, crossing his arms, "Now, you can help yourself because I've helped enough, and while you're at it, lemme know why you guys decided to raid my base-especially when you know half of our crew is already injured" he spat bitterly, sending her an intimidating look while slumping back in his seat.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Magdalena Sempter
|Female|17|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Jack|Location;; Devilled Souls Base
Maggie flinched away from his touch as he took her weapon, she was now completely unarmed, exposed, and injured. Once again, she was thinking about how much she hated this job, and currently how much she'd much rather be yelling at her father for making her go. She watched him warily, uncomfortable with the fact that he had blocked the way out. "You think I know? I don't know, and even if I did. I wouldn't tell you." she snapped, fear and adrenaline crashing through her. Of course it was a partial lie, she knew what her dad's strategy was and what he wanted but she wasn't going to share that information. She cut into the fabric to expose the wounds to clean and stitch it, inhaling sharply as it stung. "I don't even like to do this stuff, my dad just makes me." she mumbled without thinking as she worked on cleaning the wound. "If I were born in any other family I wouldn't be stuck in this sucky situation." she grumbled to herself. She trembled as she stitched the wound closed, a frown curved her lips along with furrowed brows.

Aubrey Cadwalder
|Female|18|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Open|Location;; Base|
Aubrey picked off a few of the opposing gang members, either scaring them off or forcing them out of the building. "I guess I'll scope the outside." she told one of her other partners before slipping out the door. She didn't need any of the other pack members getting in, and they had plenty of people to handle those still stuck inside. She crouched down behind some clutter outside of the door, gun aimed and ready as she watched for any signs of movement or anyone that shouldn't be there.

Markian Wilson
|Male|19.5|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Ryann|Location;; Devilled Souls Base|
Mark watched everything happen and it felt like it took two seconds, his mouth slightly open. He winced a little, feeling bad for the girl. He wasn't much of a killer, and didn't want to necessarily "finish her off". After the girl was just sitting there, he grabbed her arm and lifted her to her feet "Why don't you go make sure they don't need any back up inside. I'm going to hold her and find out if they want to keep any here for something." he told her, his hand still roughly holding the girl's arm. He didn't want to kill her, but he also was not about to let her go. He sat her down roughly on a chair, knife still aimed in her direction "If you even so much as move, I will kill you. You're lucky that you're not yet dead." he huffed, his eyes dark and threatening. He wondered if any of them wanted to keep this girl, sometimes they kept prisoners or hostages and this would be perfect. Maybe they could use her to get that pistol. "Charles, I've got a wounded gang member. Opposing. Want to keep her?" he asked into his phone, eyes and weapon still aimed at the girl.

Tobias Fletcher
|Male|17|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Aspen|Location;; Base|
Toby kept the gun aimed at them, trying to keep himself seeming threatening. "You're not getting it," he spat, eyes on the main girl. He was ready to shoot if needed, he had had gun lessons in case this sort of thing happened. But, he had never actually had to use one before and that made him slightly nervous. What if he shot it wrong and missed? He pushed the thoughts from his mind "Why don't you and these goons get out of here, you're not getting what you want." he told them, his eyes showing that he wasn't messing around.

[Litwick]

Ryann, Solars 17
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loc. home-base // (pending for D.S) //tags. -Markian-

Ryann watched in disbelief, her face scrunching up in pain as he grabbed her and forced her on a chair, the boy himself close as his blade lay a few inches from her stomach. "I'm lucky I'm not dead?" she repeated his words in a mock tone, her english accent thick as she let out a humourless laugh, "I wish I was dead, you should've listened to the chick, you're wasting your time" she spat, shaking her head and looking him dead in the eye. "I'm useless, honestly, I'll tell you right now that I'm not even an official member of this gang-I'm just a foster kid from London who was recruited" she admitted with a sour face, shaking her head, "But you probably won't believe me when I say I know literally nothing" she shrugged, looking down at the blade with a small side smile. "However, if there's something I do know.. she started, "As far as valuable information goes.." she continued slowly, her hands suddenly striking out to wrench the blade from his grasp in one swift motion. She held it up in amusement, twirling it around before throwing it behind her carelessly, "Is that I don't like weapons" she finished with an innocent smile, getting up and sliding past him before bolting to the back doors in hopes to get away-she had to admit, she impressed herself with the bravery, but her wounds ached like hell.


Daniel, Netts 18
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loc. library // no gang (yet) //tags. -Aubrey-

Daniel's shift had just ended, the boy placing his vest in the back before waving at the librarians and leaving. He had to admit he was curious about this whole gang thing. The boy waited at the bus stop, the one that would take him downtown. It arrived shortly, quickly driving to his destination as he payed the driver, thanking him and getting off. He looked around-specifically for the warehouse, before spotting the factory the boys had mentioned down the street. He made his way to it, walking towards it and soon enough around it before seeing the worn down warehouse, hearing a few gunshots from inside. This was it alright. His eyes squinted to make out a figure-it seemed to be a girl, she looked like she was scoping people out, how strange.


Aspen, Woodlock 17
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loc. base // F.A //tags. -open-

Aspen's eyes narrowed in worry, looking back at her crew. "Scram, if I'm not downstairs in ten minutes come up and give it all you got" she instructed quietly, her tone low so he wouldn't hear as they all piled down the stairs. She turned back around to look at him, seeing Jensen flee to another staircase that led to the third floor, she rolled her eyes, her arms still up. "C'mon man, I don't wanna hurt you, just put the gun down" she reasoned, taking a hesitant step towards him, "I'm not gonna kill you, I swear, Jensen-maybe, but you, nah" she promised playfully, shaking her head, "But seriously, you don't stop cocking that gun around and I'll have to do some serious damage, because I don't play nice" she warned, her voice now serious, the cold tone splitting through the tension in the air as her eyes were glued to the weapon in his hands with hesitance and dare.

Jack, Minoso 18
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loc. base // D.S //tags. -Maggie-

Jack couldn't help but believe her, the boy letting out a heavy sigh while watching her stitch up her leg. He couldn't help but share sympathy with her, his father had forced him into gang life too, but Jack doesn't question it-he appreciates what he has, his family isn't the wealthiest and the job pays well. "I never understood why my own father forced me into this-he doesn't even live here yet he still raised me to be in this gang, left two years ago because he insisted me and my sister were too much. Now we live alone, mom rarely comes home, and this is my job to put food on our table" he ranted in a quiet voice, shaking his head, his curls bouncing with the movement. He looked back up at her, "So start talking, I don't wanna go home empty handed, if you don't you'll have consequences, Jensen isn't afraid to hold others hostage you know" he warned, his voice venomous and dangerous as his eyes pierced into hers, his face stone cold.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Magdalena Sempter
|Female|17|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Jack|Location;; Devilled Souls Base
Maggie looked up at him, watching him closely, it was almost like she was watching every word fall from his lips. She wanted to feel bad, she did, but part of her was still resentful and blamed him for the wound even happening to begin with. She narrowed her eyes at his threat, her heart pounding. She was terrified, she didn't want to be held there, but she also wasn't about to admit that. She trembled slightly, nothing she could do to stop that. "Like I said before," she started, her tone cold and eyes expressionless "Even if I knew anything. I wouldn't tell you." she spat, moving further back on the medical bed to rest her back against the wall, arms crossed over her chest. Stubbornness was probably the only thing she had inherited from her father. She watched the guy's movements closely, wondering if there was anyway to get out quickly. But, the only way to do that was through the door that he had locked.

Aubrey Cadwalder
|Female|18|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Daniel|Location;; Base|
Aubrey kept her weapon at the ready, she wasn't about to be taken by surprise yet again. She watched closely before she saw movement in the distance and squinted her eyes. She couldn't tell if it were a large animal or a person. She had to admit that her long distance vision wasn't the best. She aimed the gun in the general direction, still watching the distant figure as she tried to figure out what was happening.

Markian Wilson
|Male|19.5|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Ryann|Location;; Devilled Souls Base|
Before his big boss could even utter an answer, the girl had gotten his knife and took off. Mark hissed a curse word under his breath as he chased after her. "Hey! Stop," he barked the instructions as he chased after her. He couldn't believe that she had managed to get past, and to think that he felt any kind of remorse for the girl. He rolled his eyes mentally at himself, thats the last time he has a soft spot for anyone. After he had caught up her, he gripped the back of her shirt and yanked it backwards, landing her on her back. He stopped and stood over her and gripped her shirt collar in his fist "One thing about me, I don't like running." he growled and pinned her down. Now he didn't know what to do with her, what do people usually do with people they've caught? He just watched her, the wheels in his head turning.

Tobias Fletcher
|Male|17|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Aspen|Location;; Base|
Toby lowered the gun slightly, she seemed to have hers lowered, so there was no reason to not have his. Though he still had it readied. "Listen, I can't give you the stupid pistol." he said with an eye roll and a soft huff "You think that the boss lets us know where he even keeps it?" he said, looking back at the girl with an expressionless face. He couldn't help her, he couldn't. He wanted her gone more than anything right now so that he could get back to work.

[Litwick]

Ryann, Solars 17
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loc. home-base // (pending for D.S) //tags. -Markian-

Ryann sprinted as she heard his quick footsteps behind her, she pushed the doors open before being caught, falling onto the ground with a groan. Her eyes widened in panic as he pinned her, now fear consumed her and she hoped the ground would swallow her whole. Her whole sleek and swift facade crumbled, the girl now expressing nothing but fear as she squirmed around underhim in a panicked manner, "Hey! G-Get off of me! Please!" she pleaded, her voice helpless and strained as her eyes stung, coating with a glossiness of anger and fear. Flashbacks of her previous foster homes were fresh in her mind, it was like he was bringing them all back, but she couldn't do anything about it. "Just shoot me! Please, I-I can't do this anymore" she let out quietly, her tone low and shaky as her eyes locked with his, her body tense. "Just don't take me to him-your leader-Justin, he's-he's not a good guy-I know, but I just-I can't be in his sight-Or he'll strangle me himself!" she rambled, Justin had been her foster father previously, he was the one who granted her majority of the scars on her face, but it was no use, this boy wasn't going to believe her. "Please just leave me alone! I was just trying to do my job-I'm sorry, just get off of me, please, you'll never see me again-I swear it!" she pleaded, her accent thick as her voice trembled, her loose tears finally coming free as she let them fall, she truly feared for her life-not at this boys hands but at Justins.


Daniel, Netts 18
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loc. library // no gang (yet) //tags. -Aubrey-

Daniel saw the girl point something at him, oh great. He slowly walked towards her, step by step with his hands slightly raised, his eyebrows scrunched up in worry and to also see her clearer. She looked young, she couldn't be older than 19 herself. He hesitated, finally getting a clear view of her standing at about fifteen feet away. The boy looked at her, smiling sheepishly, had he been too nosy? perhaps. but there was no turning back now. "Well hi there" he let out hesitantly.


Aspen, Woodlock 17
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loc. base // F.A //tags. -open-

Aspen sighed out in relief once he lowered the gun, her hands still up before she lowered one to throw her gun onto the floor behind her, "I'm unarmed, I promise golden boy, now drop the gun" she instructed calmly, raising her hands again and taking another hesitant step to where she stood five feet from him or so. "I know you don't know where it is-but I do, I've stolen it like four different times and it's always in the same spot" she chuckled in amusement, shaking her head, "c'mon now, just let me go upstairs and you can get back to your tech work, I don't wanna hurt you, after all, you do have a charming face" she admitted, winking flirtatiously in hopes of distraction-at least enough for her to get him to lower the gun.

Jack, Minoso 18
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loc. base // D.S //tags. -Maggie-

Jack watched her like a hawk, his eyes glued onto her every movement, he shifted when she sat back, crossing his arms tighter across his chest. He let out a small sigh, "Well then, what would you like to discuss? The fact that I brought you here to help you when I just risked my rank? Or maybe the idiot that actually shot you and I had to beat to a pulp before he could shoot me? Oh what if we discussed what we did last weekend, that would be just pleasant" he suggested sarcastically, she wanted to play the stubborn card? well he could too, and he wasn't going to take no for an answer, they could sit here all day if she didn't speak. "It's either you tell me or you sit here until your gang leaves you and we take you hostage, which will probably be in like four hours considering how much of wusses you guys are for attacking then hiding in our own base" he laughed humorously, "It's pathetic, really. But don't worry, I've got all day..and night. So, you wanna play that game? We can play that game" he promised coldly, his face expressionless and his tone cold and harsh as he leaned back against the locked metal door.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Magdalena Sempter
|Female|17|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Jack|Location;; Devilled Souls Base
Maggie listened to him, placing her wounded leg over her other. Her face remained expressionless, eyes cold as she watched him. “Mm. No. Actually, why don’t we discuss what we had for dinner last night.” she replied, matching his sarcasm though added a bitter topping. She rolled her eyes and sighed softly, keeping her arms crossed over her chest as she closed herself off. He seemed to doubt her stubbornness, why would she go about spoiling the plans? Simply because he was about to hold her hostage? Nope, the gang would have her out of there soon, especially with how high up in the ranks her father was. Though she was terrified, she was taught better than that. She snapped her gaze back to him as he spoke again, cracking a sarcastic smile “Oh, you have all day and all night? That’s cute. I have all week.” she grumbled, looking away again and remained silent. If she didn’t keep up the tough act, she knew she’d crumble into a crying mess. She wasn’t good at handling this kind of stress, especially not this much of it.

Aubrey Cadwalder
|Female|18|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Daniel|Location;; Base|
Aubrey straightened up as she noticed it was a person, but narrowed her eyes to identify who it was. He was cute, that’s for sure, but he definitely wasn’t in one of the gangs. “Don’t move any closer,” she instructed, watching him closely. “Why are you here? Don’t you know it’s dangerous to just wander into this kind of area? If it were anyone but me at the door, you’d be dead by now.” she said, rolling her eyes at his actions. Maybe if she wasn’t in a gang herself, she would’ve done the same thing. But as of right now, she knew better.

Markian Wilson
|Male|19.5|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Ryann|Location;; Devilled Souls Base|
Mark watched her, instantly feeling bad. He couldn’t show weakness, but he didn’t want to see her end up dead. “I’m not going to hand you in.” he huffed with an eye roll. He knew that neither Justin nor Chris would take kindly to her, she’d probably end up seriously injured or dead by their hands. “I-You-You need to get out of here.” he grumbled, stuttering awkwardly and mentally kicking himself for it. “If you don’t. I’ll have to turn you in. So, go.” he said, releasing her and taking a step back. He wasn’t much for letting people go, but something about her struck a cord with him. If anything, someone else could deal with her than him.

Tobias Fletcher
|Male|17|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Aspen|Location;; Base|
Toby narrowed his eyes ever so slightly at her words. “Don’t step any closer, you’re pushing your lucky.” he said, beads of sweat forming on his forehead yet again. He didn’t like being in this position. He snorted in fake amusement “I’m not going to let you upstairs. I’d be stupid to do that.” he said, watching her, giving her a strange look in response to the wink.

[Litwick]

Ryann, Solars 17
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loc. home-base // (pending for D.S) //tags. -Markian-

Ryann sighed out in relief, dropping her head against the dirt as she closed her eyes briefly, beyond thankful for his strange behavior. "Thank you" she thanked, offering him a small friendly smile. She sat up, dusting herself off before standing, faltering a bit but catching her balance-she was extremely weak and all of her energy was sucked out of her. She looked up at him before turning away, "Thanks, really, now-stay safe out there" she said softly, turning away from him to walk towards her car that was at the back of the building. And as if she had spoke her thoughts through a megaphone, Justin was leaning against the frame. "Well, well, well, if it isn't my favourite foster daughter" he exclaimed, sending her a devilish smirk as her eyes widened. "I thought I recognized this car" he said, patting the metal before walking closer to her, the girl taking a small step back. "So, I heard you messed with one of my members-Lizzie, you kneed her pretty good and broke her nose" he said calmly, hands behind his back before he lunged out and pinned her onto the wall. Ryann groaned out in pain, struggling in his grip as she panicked, her chin rising as he stuck a blade towards her neck, "C'mon now Ry, remember the good ol' days? Hm? We used to play fight all the time" he chuckled, referring to the scars on her face. "Let go of me!" she demanded weakly, her face panicked and fearful as he shook his head "so you talk now?..", "Markian did call me earlier saying he had someone, now I can recognize it's you, hmph, after all you're weak-and you've always been" he taunted, the girls face falling as she looked down, "C'mon now, why don't we head back to my base, and I'll call Markian along to thank him for leading you here in person, hes a golden boy alright" the man laughed humorlessly, "C'mon Justin, please-" "Shut up Ryann, lets go, call your foster father and tell him you won't be home this week-or maybe ever" he laughed, leading her back to his van as she stayed in his tight grip, one of his arms around her throat with the blade and the other holding a gun.


Daniel, Netts 18
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loc. library // no gang (yet) //tags. -Aubrey-

Daniel shrugged, "And for that I am thankful" he smiled sheepishly, looking up at her. "Hm, I've heard of this gang before-apparently my dad used to be in The Fallen Angels? if you know what that is, so I came to check it ou-" "Daniel?" a man asked, Daniels head turning to him as his eyes widened, it was one of his fathers old friends. "Daniel get over here" the man shouted, shielding the boy from the girl. Well then, she's in the other gang-clearly. "Daniel stay behind me" he instructed, pointing his gun at her as his eyes widened, "Hey! No! Woah woah woah Larry, hold on!" he exclaimed, the man instantly obeying-he had to since his father used to be the leader-after his father disappeared-unknowingly-it was a new leader that took his place-Justin. However the spot was rightful for Daniel. "And you-don't shoot-please" he pleaded the girl, coming from Larry's back to lower his gun and emptying the barrel. "Daniel does this mean you're joining the gang now!" the man whispered in excitement, Daniel shaking his head, "What? No! I just wanted to ask if you've seen my dad, but apparently not" the boy shrugged, looking back at the girl, Now you, what was your name?" he asked, a goofy smile playing on his lips.


Aspen, Woodlock 17
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loc. base // F.A //tags. -open-

Aspen in that split second the boy made that face his gun was instantly lowered, Aspen lunging and slapping it out of his hands. She sent him a small smirk before grabbing the collar of his shirt to gently slam him against the wall. "Now golden boy, please-don't get in my way again" she said sweetly, her eyes momentarily meeting with his before she let go of his shirt and hurried through the door. She slammed it shut behind her and locked it-no doubt he had the key for it-but it bought her time. She hurried up the stairs, entering the last floor and looking around, a gunshot going off and before she could comprehend it, an arm was coming around her neck in a deadly headlock.

Jack, Minoso 18
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loc. base // D.S //tags. -Maggie-

Jack shrugged, "Alright sweetheart, all week it is" he shrugged carelessly, someone banging on the door, "Jack, I need some bandages-please" Finn shouted, his gang member sounding stressed as the boy rushed to unlock the door, let him in, then lock it again. "What the hell is she doing in here!?" he asked, his gun immediately raising at her, Jack grabbing his wrist, "Put that gun on safety, get your bandages, and get out, I'll deal with her" he let out lowly, his voice threatening. "What! No!" he exclaimed, shooting at her as Jacks eyes widened, relief flooding over him once he saw the bullet hit the wall mere inches from her head. The boy pulling the barrel back to shoot at her again as Jack lunged at him, slamming him against the wall, "You do not shoot a girl, especially when I tell you not to" he hissed roughly, his voice deep and angered. He snatched the gun from his hand, emptying it out, and pushed him towards her, "Apologize" he demanded, holding the empty gun up-to which he didn't know was empty-to the boy. "What!? N-" "Apologize, now" he ordered, his tone more venomous and dangerous then ever as he cocked his gun at him, motioning to the girl. "Fine-Fine, I'm sorry" he let out in fear, Jack lowering the weapon and retrieving the amo from his back pocket after he grabbed the bandages. "Now get out" he said, shoving the items into his chest and opening the door to shove him out before locking it again, letting out a heavy sigh and sitting back on his chair, crossing his arms to glare at the girl.

[Strawberry.Wyne]

Magdalena Sempter
|Female|17|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Jack|Location;; Devilled Souls Base
Maggie rolled her eyes again at his words, leaning her head against the wall as she stared at the ceiling. She picked up her head again and looked at the door curiously as she heard a voice before suddenly another gun was aimed at her. Her eyes widened slightly, but before she could think a bullet hit the wall directly next to her head. She gasped and let out a soft shriek, moving her hands to cover her eyes. As she heard the two guys speak, she peaked from between her fingers. Confusion struck her as he made him apologize and raised an eyebrow. She didn’t respond, of course he wasn’t forgiven, he almost delivered a death shot! As suddenly as the guy had appeared, he left, and she was once again alone with him. “Casual.” she mumbled, leaning her head back again. She tried to act like she was unfazed, but really, her heart was racing so bad she felt like it would break her rib cage. She wondered how long she’d be stuck here sitting with him in silence, because she certainly wasn’t about to deliver any of the information he wanted.

Aubrey Cadwalder
|Female|18|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Daniel|Location;; Base|
Aubrey listened to his words, cocking her head curiously, but before she could respond, another guy showed up and immediately put her on defense. A soft gasp left her lips and she lifted her gun as well, eyes narrowed at the man. Much to her surprise, this Daniel kid, talked the other dude down making her lower her weapon as well. She didn’t want to shoot if they weren’t going to either. Something about him intrigued her, the way that the guy just listened to him yet he wasn’t a member of the gang. It was intriguing. She listened to their exchange of words, catching on to the fact that whoever the kid was, his dad had been in the gang previously. “Oh. Uh. Aubrey,” she replied, kind of surprised that he had wanted to know her name, as not many people often did. “What’s yours?” she asked, once again tilting her head curiously. She did that too often when curious, and she knew it. But she couldn’t stop it.

Markian Wilson
|Male|19.5|Fallen Angels|Tags;; Ryann|Location;; Devilled Souls Base|
Mark offered the girl a quick smile before he started to retreat back to his gang. He glanced over his shoulder, and that’s when he saw it. Justin. And, of course, the girl locked in his grip. He rolled his eyes at himself before jogging over. “Hey, boss. Right on time. She got away from me, mind if I handle her? It’s my first real raid so I feel like it’s helping me.” he asked, coming off as perfectly honest. He kept his face basically expressionless, as he watched his boss, hoping he’d let her deal with it.

Tobias Fletcher
|Male|17|Devilled Souls|Tags;; Aspen|Location;; Base|
Toby inhaled sharply as she suddenly pushed him against the wall, he hadn’t been expecting it. She was fast, had to give her that. He sighed, picked up his gun from off the floor and followed after her since he couldn’t just let her do as she pleased. He unlocked the door after finding the key in the plethora of keys. He pushed it open and aimed the gun before he saw that someone had her first “Oh, hey, listen. I was dealing with her.” he mumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose without looking to see who had her.

[Litwick]

Ryann, Solars 17
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loc. home-base // (pending for D.S) //tags. -Markian-

Ryann tensed, hearing the boy as she exhaled a shaky breath, her eyes widening in realization. "He set me up" she muttered to herself, her eyes squinting in confusion as she thought about it, he set her up pretty good. "what was that?" Justin asked, peering down at her, "I said he set me up" she spat angrily, nothing but pure hatred for the boy now as she glared right at him, shaking her head with a small hint of hurt. The anger gave her some sort of confidence as she brought her right hand up, Justin recognizing what she was doing and tried to force his blade to her throat, the girl prying it away from her just as it grazed the delicate skin on the side of her neck-that's another scar to add to the list. She twisted the mans arm back, snatching the blade from his grip and holding it up, stepping away from the two, "You" she said lowly, pointing the blade to the boy, "You idiot! You should've killed me right then and there!" she exclaimed venomously, the man cocking his gun towards her as her eyes widened, "Just ask" the old man chuckled, pulling the trigger. A click was heard but no bullet left the firearm. She let out a humourless laugh, "I warned you Justin, I don't do weapons" she chuckled, shaking her head before slamming the gun from his hands before he could retrieve ammunition. She side walked to the van to stick the blade into his tire, huffing out in content, as she turned a hand slapped her across the face. She was held up against the door of the van, the hand of Justin tight around her throat as she struggled around. Soon enough she became drowsy, unenergetic and not confident anymore. Her eyes felt heavy as the oxygen was lacked, suddenly she was dropped, her body falling to the floor like a rag doll as she fought to keep her eyes open. "Markian, good job, you said you wanted to finish her off?" he asked, tossing him the keys, "Take her back to our base and keep her in the isolation rooms, if she doesn't talk simply kill her, but if she does we can use her for useful information. I'm trusting you with this, after all, it's your first raid" he told him, Ryann barley able to put the words together as she passed out against the van. "oh, and use the other van, that idiot messed up my tier" he chuckled.


Daniel, Netts 18
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loc. library // no gang (yet) //tags. -Aubrey-

Daniel smiled, admiring the girls name. "Nice to meet you Aubrey, I'm Daniel" he said politely, smiling at her as Larry observed. "Here kid, I gotta go back in there" he said, handing the boy a blade, "W-What am I supposed to do with this?" he asked, fear and confusion laced into his voice as he looked up at the man. "Use it" he instructed, "What? On who?" "Her" he replied, Daniels blood running cold as he left back inside. Daniel turned around slowly, freezing up while looking at the blade, "So..I'm not going to hurt you because that's impolite, I'm just gonna like, leave this right here" he said, placing it on the ground and stepping away from it, an unsettling feeling in his stomach.


Aspen, Woodlock 17
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loc. base // F.A //tags. -open-

Aspen looked down at the boy, her eyes squinting in pain as she struggled around, she walked backwards, forcing Jensen against the wall and escaping his grip. She inhaled and exhaled a deep needed breath, haunched over before looking up at the boy, "Don't shoot, please" she said breathlessly, catching her breath as Jensen groaned, holding his arm in pain, "Shoot her before she gets to the gun" he instructed, Aspen coughing out before backing up and walking towards the sacred weapon in exhaustion. "Soot her or I will" Jensen roared in anger, the old man failing to get up and to get to her.

Jack, Minoso 18
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loc. base // D.S //tags. -Maggie-

Jack shook his head, "Casual" he mocked under his breath, looking at her. "You know, I know how you're feeling, I know how you're thinking and how you're reacting. You're trying to tough it out but your hearts beating faster than you can comprehend because you almost just got a bullet shot through your head. You're scared and you're weak, you have no knowledge on how to get through me or this door and you won't go for the ammunition for your empty gun that I threw out because you don't wanna risk the injury. I know it all sweetheart, trust me, I used to be like you one time, I used to fear the single sound of a bullet, and I used to be damn near terrified when I got shot for the first time. But I toughened up, how do you expect to get stronger if you think so weakly? I walk home, one hour from here everyday to pick up my sister from school, feed her, and tuck her in, I manage and I still come back to work fearless and strong. I work my butt off 24/7 to provide a living for myself and my sibling, she damn almost near died last year-this gang stuff is getting worse. They're threatening my only family left and my father could care less. I have no other choice but to keep you here until you spill the damn beans about your gangs plans or I will let you starve-because I'm not going to shoot you, I'm not that much of a monster" he ranted, his voice low and cold, venomous and dangerous as he spoke, admitting a cherished part of his life, all for this wounded rival.