The Red Shield Is Broken... *Accepting*

[HajiBaby]

Karl grinned, feeling Erica put her chin on his shoulder. "Wherever the wind takes us my dear. I intend to have fun tonight, so we won't be returning home for quite some time." he chuckled, the sadistic tone of his words clearly audible. He shrugged her from his person, walking out of the house and onto the street.


Haji continued to watch his program with mild interest. Eventually he went on to do something else entirely. The chevalier stood up and went to his bedroom, picking up his pants off the floor in the hall as he went., He was meticulous at times, but Haji found that he would sometimes leave things lying around. He folded the slacks, feeling in the pockets for anything that he might have missed. His fingers grazed the edge of the business card from earlier and he pulled it out, reading the words. Haji snorted softly, then placed the piece of paper on the table with his keys before tossing his pants in the dirty clothes hamper to be washed later. Once he was sure everything had been picked up, he went and turned off the tv and ghosted to the back of the apartment where his room was placed to wait out the night.

[Jikkah]

Erica only followed after her mentor, continueing to watch his slaughtering spree from the shadows, only a few times did she participate, and when she did, it was all much more violent.

[cryptids.]

After Roxy had gotten a sufficient amount of blood she started home again, scurrying through the back-ways and alleys until she found the metal ladder that went up the back of her apartment complex. She grabbed onto the cold black bars and hoisted herself up, climbing several levels before reaching where her abode was. The Half Blood gingerly pried the window open and slipped inside quietly, closing and locking it once she was through.
Roxy huffed out a breath and glanced around her desolate dwelling place, taking in the bare moldy walls and deteriorating floors. The place was dirt cheap. She rarely ever spent anytime in here, she just needed a place to sleep at night and take showers instead of sleeping on a park bench and using a hose from one of the neighbors' backyards. She'd tried living like that for awhile but it didn't suit her very well.

Roxy soon went into the grimy bathroom and took a shower, washing away all the chalk dust and dirt from earlier. Once she was as clean as she was going to get she walked out of the fairly cold rinse and huddled up in an over sized t-shirt and baggy pair of sweatpants. She let out a quiet yawn and rubbed her eyes, wandering into the living room/ bedroom and flopped down on her couch. She 'hnned' quietly and rolled over, quickly passing out.


Max's brown steely eyes took in the scenes around him, watching as the sky faded into darkness before it was illuminated by the sterling silver moon. He snorted quietly as he saw a couple of thugs running around trying to act cool by strewing out a long line of slang words and threats to some other group of miscreants. He shook his head and stuffed his meaty hands into his jean pockets before walking down the streets, looking for any sign of the supposed Chevalier murder.

[HajiBaby]

Karl left many drained bodies in his wake that night. Hed leave them where he found them mostly, but every so often hed do something extra gruesome and put the body in a place for everyone to see. Karl, with his short attention span, eventually grew bored of murder for the night and decided it was time to head home. He ghosted along the dark streets, passing by humans who had no idea who he was.

(hmm.. I don't want people to get bored, so you guys can time skip if youd like.. Max can bump into Karl and whatnot if you want animeh.)

[Jikkah]

Erica followed after Karl, a satisfied smirk on her face as she licked a hit of blood off her finger. "Nya, hey Karl, do you have a favorite color?" she asked, lookin at the man.

[cryptids.]

(Lol m'kay :3)


As Max strode down a dimly streetlamp-lit pavement he stopped where he was, completely frozen solid by the blood chilling demolished carcass of a person that was strewn out on the soiled ground before him. He gritted his teeth together and quickly punched in a number on his phone with his meaty fingers, sending for a squad to come and pick up the gored body and scout the area for more unfortunate victims before the crowds of civilians could start going into pandemonium.
Soon the brutish man started running down the street, scoping for the grotesque monster that could do such an insidious thing. The Chevalier had to be close by still, that body was rather fresh.

As Maksim was contemplating where to search he ran smack dab into some dark haired fellow with the force of a star football lineman. Max of course was only barely jostled by the force but he wasn't sure about the person he'd just about pulverized.

[Jikkah]

Erica watched as a man barreled down the street and straight into Karl. She giggled, covering her mouth. "Nya, Karl I think you have a fan." she snickered, pointing to Max.

[HajiBaby]

Karl rolled his eyes at Ericas question, but had no time to twell her to be quiet before he was tackled by some sort of mini rhino. The Chevalier hit the cement with bone breaking force and he growled at his assisntants idiotic reply to his being tackled. "Whats the meaning of this?" Karl hissed, bucking Max off him and whipping around to give the man a death glare. "Youre lucky I don't gut you where you stand human."

[Jikkah]

Erica only continued to giggle and snicker at her mentor, eventually she calmed down and became serious. She glared daggers at Max, her nose twitching a bit as she scented the air for his scent. "Mmm, he smells nice~!"

[cryptids.]

(Lol mini rhino X3)


It took the brute a second to register that he'd just bulldozed a man into the ground. He was about to apologize to the person for not watching where he was going when it hit him just who he was looking at. "Oh? You're Karl Fei-Ong are you not?" He said, his voice low and rumbling with a heavy bass edge.
Now technically Max wasn't allowed to start throwing punches or firing off his gun without definite proof of a crime... But he'd deal with his supervisors later, he might not get another chance to flatline the man again.

Maksim slowly reached behind his back and started pulling out his bulky metal gun that he kept with him at all times. His deep-set brown eyes flickered back and forth between Karl and the woman. He wasn't sure if she was a Chevalier as well or just some poor civilian that Karl had dragged along to kill later. Either way he was never one to point a gun at a lady..