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[hedgehog101]

(Quick clarification before I respnd, did you mean to threaten, or no threat? And wow, we've got quite the time difference!)

[Brox]

((No threat that's why he powered down hisnsword))

[hedgehog101]

"My gang, my business! I'm not bothering yours- you're the one going around causing trouble." Oliver motioned to wear the sound of the falling officer had occured. The rain grew heavier and heavier as they spoke, lightning flashing every few minutes and illuminating the scene and causing their eyes to be constantly trying to adjust. After a particularly large flash subsided to the dark, she ran off in a sprint, ducking around the first corner into another alley. The streets and gutters were beginning to grow dark puddles, as rain fell off rooves.

[Brox]

Banshee sprinted after her, sprints launching from his boots to give him huge strides as he chased after her. "Youre on our turf!" He called out after her as he skidded around a corner he tighted his bracers as he runs he couldnt afford to get any water up his sleeves.

[hedgehog101]

"I apologize for not taking the time to walk around your little 'territory' to get from one place to another." She called back with sarcasm. "Sometimes, streets are used for travel!" She turned her head over her shoulder, noting how he adjusted his bracers, as well as to her surprise, how fast he was. Being a thin girl growing up on the streets, she learned how to run, but she wasn't putting much distance between them. Leaping over some steps going up to a door, she continued to zig zag her way through. Not a soul but them seemed to be out that night, even the rats were retreating back.

[Brox]

Banshee threw a hand forward, a rope shot from his wrist mounted launcher he tried to lasso it around her leg and pull her back so she fell. If this was sucesseful hed stand over her staring down at her through her goggles panting through his mask the smoke coming out the vents all the more prominent as he breathed heavily. He had had to chase other gangs off his turf before and he wasnt having an unknown run around the screamers territory.

[hedgehog101]

With a gasp she lost her breath as the rope stopped her mid-stride. Oliver fell hard on her elbows, before rolling over on her back, soaking to her anger an one of her hard-gained outfits fit for her high-society missions and thefts. She glared up at him, too furious to be showing fear. She kicked him, not managing much force from her position, but hopefully enough to allow her to scramble at least a foot or two away. "Empty-brained idiot." Oliver snarled, "Back off!"

[Brox]

Banshee stumbles back from the kick, he curls his hand around the rope around her and tried to use it to haul her towards him. If this suceeded hed try to clamp a hand around her throat and lift her into the air by it, a small whirr coming from within his sleeve as some cogs grinded against each other, "Tell me which gang youre from that you think its okey to be on my turf. Gimme an answer I like Ill let you go." His face was still completly covered by his mask and goggles the vents on his mask puffing out smoke his voice still the tinny robotic mono tone echoing through the air even as lightning and thunder exploded around them.

[hedgehog101]

"The Bride's," she spat, it coming out as a hoarse cough as his hand clamped her throat. She wasn't one to risk her life for the sake of loyalty, after all. Being in a gang was a means of living, not some family. Her only motivation towards loyalty was maintaining her own name as a powerful asset of a gang. She considered kneeing him between the legs, but wasn't sure if she'd just be slamming her knee into metal. Knowing Banshee wouldn't be settled with the answer- after all, the Bride's strengths were stealth and disguise, and knowing her name gave little information- Oliver fumbled in her own pocket shakily, before pulling out the bracelet she had pick-pocketed earlier. She held it out to her side out of his reach, offering it to him to release her.

[Brox]

Banshee released her neck immediatly at mention of the bride. "Youre lucky shes an old...Friend.. Yeah lets say friend.." Banshee lowered his hand too his side shaking his head. "Use it to replace that outfit I ruined. BUt get off my turf and Id reccomend not telling her you were here." Banshee turned to walk a way immediatly clearly he and the bride had some form of history, his sniper and his chainsword on his back rattling against each other as the rain poured down over him and a lightning strike cast a strong sillhoutte from him.