Skinwalker: Open : Semi Lit

[LoneWolf-Gage]

[Sorry Shadow but I'm gonna have to post in the morning. I'm about to pass out. just got home a bit ago and have been up for nearing 30 hours. I'll post before I leave in the morning. Night guys.]

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((Good night... Sad day... Haha! No worries Lonewolf, I wait.))

[>> Leafstorm515]

(( I'm going to introduce my two boys here lol or try to. ,3 )

Devon shook her head, closing her eyes briefly. The roar inside her head, the sound that never stopped, was once again giving here a headache. With a sigh of aggravation, she massaged her temples in a fruitless attempt to ease the pain. "Whatsa matter, babe? That brute hit you a little hard?"A loud voice made Devon jump, and she swung at the source of the sound on instinct. her hand made solid contact with what she could only assume to be a man's head.

The man stumbled back, and Devon took her chance and lept onto the fire escape, climbing a few levels and then stopping to look down. Lookng up at her, with his massive arms folded across his chest, was a tall and muscular looking man. Devon leaned on the railing, cracking a small smirk as he looked at her. "Didn't anyone ever tell you not to sneak up on a lady?"She said, her voice sugary sweet. The man chuckled, staring up at her with his grey eyes. "If you knew better you wouldn't be here, love. I'm Savior, and these parts are my turf."He said, shaking his head and making a tsking noise at her. Devon's blood heated at his tone. Her eyes darkened, but she kept the laid back and amused smile firmly in place on her lips.

"I don't care who you say you are, or where I am. I'm here, and it looks like you won't be changing that." She replied, spitting down on the man's face. He didn't say a word, just wiped his face and then stared up at Devon. "I sure will enjoy wringing your pretty little neck, Hier. I don't want your worthless kind around here." Salvador snarled, staring Devon down. The words made Devon's smile grow. "Vell, tubby, you shall 'ave to catch me first." She snarled back, her Russian accent showing through. She turned away from him and began climbing up again, not looking back. She didn't climb at a fast pace, guessing that the large man below wouldn't be able to get her if he tried.

Suddenly something brushed her ankle, and Devon looked down to see Salvador swatting at her. With a light gasp, the Hier took off, her senses widening to hear the man behind her. His pace was slower, and she easily made it to the roof first. She ran to the edge that faced the road, waiting. After a few seconds had elapsed, Salvador hauled himself over the edge, and lept to his feet. " I got you corned sweetheart. Come here and I'll go easy on you.."He purred, pulling a knife from his sleeve. Devon rolled her eyes, eyeing him and his knife. " That's cute. But you know, I'd rather be going." She said, backing up till the heels of her shoes touched the edge of the roof. Salvador advanced, and proceed to walk right up to Devon, getting uncomfortably close. He eyed her, smirking. "Its a shame that your a hier, such a pretty little thing." He said, raising the hand that had the knife in it. "It's a shame that you wasted your time, my dear. Til next we meet." Devn purred, with a mocking bow. She stepped back, then lept out into the thin air, closing her eyes tightly as the freefal began.

Thud. Devon opened one eye to make sure she wasn't dead, then stood up. She'd managed to land on the sidewalk below, and easily blended into the crowd. She began to walk down the street, the scent of food tempting her. But the girl's mind was curious as to this new occurance. "A human.. After a hier.." She mused under her breath, scenting another hier nearby. She glanced up, seeing Brahn. She pretended she hadn't seen him, knowing her company wasn't wanted.

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Shifting on her paws and perking her ears as the commotion went on across the street. Hiding behind a tree to shift, she jogged pasted a car and across to the alley as Devon moved quickly away. Looking down the alley to Salvador, her blue eye caught the light while her brown eye was hidden by her flowing maroon curls. The red hint in her hair was a perfect tone for her skin tone, as she was just pale enough but just dark enough to have it. "What is going on here?" She called out, her flawless skin easily beautiful, though the only flaw was a tiny scar in an X-shape on her right cheek at the lower edge of her brown eye. Even though it caused a flaw in her skin, it was almost made her dangerously attractive, as it was a scar from when she killed her father. At the moment, the scar and her different colored eye was well-hidden with her maroon hair. Blue eye shimmering as she looked at him, she flashed her dangerously attractive smile, not wanting a fight at the moment with a guy like this.

[LoneWolf-Gage]

Lejay hesitated a moment before taking the leash. Most people did not let him walk their dogs. They always thought that he wouldn't bring it back apparently because he loved dogs. He had a slightly soured look on his face for a moment. "I'm going to be in trouble when I'm found." He admitted with a light sigh before looking to Lucas. "Do you live this far from town?" He asked curiously.

Dominique sighed after a bit. He got off his bike and removed the key. He would leave it here for now. He went to the small patch of trees that was beside the school to shift back into his large Malamute form. His long black and off white colored fur was normal for the breed. As were his close to white, blue eyes.The only thing that was a bit abnormal was his size. He was a few inches taller than most dogs of the breed but not all. He shook out his fur as he walked out. To anyone he simply looked like a well kept dog, complete with collar and address plate attached to the back off it. Though the plate still had a Tennessee address and a number that no longer worked. The name was true enough. The top of the plate read the work ''SKY'' clear as day.
Dominique looked back towards the school and his bike before starting off through town. He was greeted by some with kind tones or being petted while others moved away from the massive dog. People knew him better as a dog rather than the apparently anti-social man that he seemed to be. He made his way with no particular destination in mind when he saw the same girl from earlier his the sidewalk. He blinked and tipped his head slightly as he watched her get up and walk on. He looked up to see a local on the roof. One he knew well enough to know that he hated anything that wasn't human. He shook his fr and walked on. unintentionally tracking the girl.

[Gambler]

Username
Gambler

Name
Leroy Jethro Gibbs
Nicknames/Aliases
Gibbs/Gunny
Age
56
Date of Birth
09/23/1958
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Strait
Status
single
Classification
Hunter
[not a hunter's heir]
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Personality
Gibbs can be very charming in an understated way, and he has a dry sense of humor. He is something of a gentleman, often being very decorous and restrained, such as when his last ex-wife, Stephanie, lashed out at him for questioning her boyfriend as a suspect on a case. He already knew that her boyfriend was having an affair with her friend, but did not throw it in her face in retaliation.
Gibbs has a love for children, and often goes out of his way to help and comfort them. Some instances are when he finished the tree-house for the son of a dead marine, giving a scout who found a dead body his NCIS hat, letting a girl under NCIS protection stay at his house, and using his woodworking skill and his father's help to make toys for kids at Christmas time.
Gibbs is very unforgiving of his colleagues's mistakes and demands high quality work from his team as well as himself. He rarely accepts apologies for mistakes, and will headslap most of the members of his team whenever they become distracted from the current case with DiNozzo usually receiving most of the slaps. He has even been known to headslap himself when he falsified evidence in order to protect a Marine's career.
Gibbs's chief hobby is wood-working, and is famous to his team and colleagues for building boats by hand in his basement. He has made four boats, the first three being named after each of his ex-wives and burned after their completion and his divorce from the wife in question. The fourth was named the Kelly, after his deceased daughter, and was gifted to his goddaughter, Amira.[16] After removing the fourth boat from his basement, Gibbs moved on to making wooden toys for orphans, which he donated for Christmas in 2009.
Gibbs is a chronic coffee-drinker, even having a rule concerning coffee. He is farsighted, and for a few years he refused to wear the corrective lenses that he needed to allow him to read things like fine print. Gibbs also displays an uncanny knowledge of his co-workers's activities. He will often walk into the squad-room when his team is engaging in a completely off-topic conversation. When he arrives, his team will switch over to conversing about the case, covering for their distraction, but Gibbs often follows up with a comment related to the off-topic conversation, indicating that he is aware of what they were discussing which leaves his team surprised. During his brief tenure as head of the team, Tony attempted to replicate this by "listening in" on the team's conversation with a cell phone and an open line. However, Gibbs also demonstrated his knowledge of the conversation without Tony's props.
Though he has a strong addiction to coffee, he dislikes Caf-Pow. After once sampling Abby's, he spit it back out into the cup and set it back down on the table.
Also, as a Marine, Gibbs takes every crime committed against the Marine Corps and Navy personnel very seriously and as such, goes to great lengths to ensure that the families of the victims get the justice and closure they deserve.

Gibbs is also a dedicated father and grandfather. He does everything he can to ensure that his family is safe at all times. Even when he is not there.

General History
Gibbs lost his first wife, Kelly's mother, while he was still overseas. He nearly lost Kelly at the same time. Somehow she srvived and Gibbs retired from the military and went into government working for NCIS. e has been remarried and devoiced three times because he never cold get over the loss of his first wife. instead he has dedicated his life to his work and daughter.
He was furious when he found out about his daughter being attacked and went to great lengths to find and eliminate the man responsible though his daughter still does not know this. He has helped her in every way he can to raise her son, who was a result of the attack.
Gibbs knows about what lies around him in the world. He knows of the creatures that walk the earth as well as the heirs who are descended from other lines both human and creature who seek to destroy the other. He spent all his spare time learning everything he could about them. His father finally revealed a family secret to him that they were from a hunter line reaching back to Artemis herself. That they were never on one side or the other because they knew that both could survive in this world together. Though the others did not see it that way. That they did not hunt creatures or heirs. THey hunted evil and those who would bring harm to the world. Unlike both sides they were nutral when it came to matters of breed.
History and Origin
Hometown: Stillwater Pa
Nationality: American
Parents: Both deceased
Siblings: None
Children: Kelly
Grandchildren: Lejay
Pet: Tony
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Height
6'1''
Weight
235 toned
Hair
Silver/gray
Eyes
Blue
Scars
Many
Modifications
None
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Skill
Cooking
Investigating
tracking
Getting the job done
Habits
Head slapping people
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Other
"Classified"

Username
Gambler

Name
Anthony DiNozzo
Nicknames/Aliases
Tony
Age
35
Date of Birth
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Strait
though is sometimes questionable.
Status
Single
He is a flirt
Classification
Skinwwalker
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Personality
DiNozzo is a very loyal guy who would do anything he can to help and save lives. Having said that he will also do nearly anything that Gibbs asks/commands of him. He is a flirt and a bit of a ladies man.
General History
The son of businessman Anthony DiNozzo Senior and an unnamed mother, DiNozzo had a fairly miserable childhood which mostly consisted of him being left in a hotel room.Even young DiNozzo being shipped off to boarding school.
After finishing either boarding school or high school, DiNozzo then attended Rhode Island Military Academy before attending Ohio State University, graduating with a Bachelor of Arts degree in Physical Education.
During his time at Ohio State, he was on the varsity basketball team and made it to the Final Four before losing to UCLA which he revealed to Kate.
While in isolation, Tony talks about a football game between his team and another one from Michigan led by Brad Pitt- (the doctor who's treating both Tony and Kate with Pitt insisting that he's no relation to the actor of the same name). Tony also reveals that he broke his leg during the game but Pitt corrects him by stating that he actually broke Tony's leg.
Tony mentions that he was in the Ohio State Alpha Chi Delta class of 1989.
Tony starts to tell a story at his fraternity days before Gibbs cuts him off, threatening both Tony and Kate with the news that he will fire them.
Tony mentions receiving a combined score of 950 on his SATs.
While in Ohio State, Tony saw a townhouse on fire and rushed inside, finding a young boy inside a closest. As Tony carried the boy out of the building, the boy mentioned his sister, Amber.
As Tony attempted to save Amber, a part of the ceiling fell in front of him and as such, Tony decided to leave Amber and save the boy instead.
It was later revealed that Tony had a choice: save the boy or risk their lives to save Amber. Tony ultimately to flee the building with the boy in tow. The young boy, still resenting Tony for refusing to save his sister later got a job at the Baltimore Arson Unit.
This event was what later prompted Tony to become a Detective.
While at Baltimore, Tony ran into his future boss: Leroy Jethro Gibbs and the two sides worked together on a money laundering case.
Tony eventually discovered that his partner, Danny Price was a dirty cop which ultimately prompted Tony to resign from Baltimore PD for good and join NCIS instead, Gibbs having suggested it to him earlier. Tony eventually joined NCIS and began work as an NCIS Special Agent before eventually becoming the Senior Special Agent of the team, a position he held until his untimely death. He received a fatal gun shot wound that, if it had not been for the rapid healing of his genetics, would have killed him. However he allowed them to believe him to be dead and was even buried before Gibbs came back later to dig him up and he has lived at Gibb's faithful dog ever since.
History and Origin
Hometown: Long Island
Nationality: Italian American
Parents: Mother [Deceased] Father [Who knows]
Siblings: None
Pet: He kinda is one
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Height
6'0''
Weight
189
Hair
Brown
Eyes
Hazel
Scars
Several
Modifications
None
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Skill
Tracing
combat
getting smacked in the head

Habits
Flirting
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Other
"I'm more than another Pretty face"

Breed
German Shepherd

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Looking back and pointing into the thicker part of the woods and nodded. "We live in an isolated house on the woods. It's nice to get away." He laughed and smiled at the boy as they walked toward the school. Sammy yipped and barked as they walked, her white and brown face lifted excitedly. Her fluffy tail wagged and she walked steadily in front of the boy,along sure not to tug on the leash.

[>> Leafstorm515]

Devon walked on, her face grim. This new prospect of humans, especially ones like that one, knowing about hier and skinwalkers was odd. But more imimportantly dangerous. They outnumbered them greatly. With a sigh of anger, Devon turned off the sidewalj and crossed the road, bot caring that a truck whizzed by inches from her back. She walked into the wooded area, finding a cold place to sit. She slumped down, resting her head in her hands. What was it coming to? The aching fear and lonliness crept into Devons heart. It seemed to paralyze her lungs, making every breath excruciating to take. With a pained snarl, Devon tried to shake her head to clear it. " Stupid memories... vhy now? " she hissed under her breath, her long hair falling over her face.

Salvador looked up at the girl, smirking. " Ahh nothing sweetie. Just a little disagreement over whos land this is." He said, eyeing her. She was beautiful, he'd give her that, but something about her bugged the large man. He waited for her reply, leaning against the wall and smiling at her

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Smirking at him as she turned to watch the girl vanish across the street. "Well, it seems my presence is also in your territory. I should be going. I don't want to intrude." She smiled, her voice silky and smooth. His air was daring and flirtatious and he seemed to be a bit frigid. Something about him seemed to show a bit of leeriness and hatred for something. Stepping away from the alleyway, she began to turn. The image of the mans face flashed in her mind and made her smirk, but she laughed at herself as she pushed the image of the mysteriously attractive man away.

[Snowdrift]

Pierce Black

Pierce looked at the concerned mother, his green eyes meeting hers swiftly before he looked at the picture of the boy. He lowered his head lightly before he spoke. "I-I haven't seen him b-but I can h-help you find him." He said before he flinched lightly. He turned, looking away from her before he sniffed the air carefully. "U-Um...t-this way.." He studdered before he walked following not Lejay's scent but rather Kelly's scent as he assumed that the boy must smell of his mother. He soon lead Kelly towards the park and trees but stopped when he caught a scent of a dog, mixed in with the boy's scent. He quickened his pace, nearing the boy as his scent grew stronger.