2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Interesting you write things in another symbol." *admires her work* "Very good for if you get caught or sometning, how come I never thought of that?"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: huh? this? *shrugs slightly* only way I can read... *blinks and lowers her head at how she bluntly uttered the words*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Its better that way," *Lowers his voice* "I got cought once with things written normally had I encoded them I would've forgone alot of suffering."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *doesn't look up at the man, pissed at herself for admitting in way that she couldn't read..at least not in the way that everyone else could*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron:*Why did I tell her that!!!* "Anyway he'll be waking up here soon."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *and stuffs her notes into her pockets of her jacket before standing up and wandering over to the kitched where she sits on the counter. As she wandered off to the next room he sees that she she was wearing the same outfit that she was when they had gone to retrieve her*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "here." *hands her a bundle of clothing he'd been saving* "looks like you could use these"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *manages to catch the bundle from her perch on the counter* not like I'm naked..

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "I know you might find those more comfortable is all" *loads clips to one of the larger assault rifles*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and hops off the counter, taking off her over shirt then her tank top and jeans. With her back slightly turned to the door of the kitchen Tarron sees the various scars from below her lower back up to the base of her neck looking like either shrapnel scars or an out right explosion along with slices on her arms and legs. it was obvious that she was used to changing with people around as she puts on the cleaner clothes*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: 'She had better like it, its an active-suit' *Thousands of thousands of dollars spent on each thread of an active suit to ensure it did the best for the wearer. It could fit anyone and go into any climate, but it looked like an ordinary shirt, like the one he wore under his vest with the accompanying pants that he only had two pairs of one that she was now putting on* "You like them." He said as she finished changing.

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *looks like she's wearing jeans and a slightly form fitting shirt. looks at the outfit* are you sure you weren't a girl in a previous like? *glances past him at the man who was starting to wake up*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Hears the man start to wake up and turns around his face almost pressed aginst the captives*"Good morning beautiful." *He states sacastically as the mans face turns ghost white* "Remember me?"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smirks slightly and shakes her head as she ends up sitting cross legged on a chair playing with one of her blades which she ends up twirlling in her fingers*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Man in the chair remarks , stuttering* "I....I t....thought we k....killed you." "Oh my friend you thought wrong I am here to end it all." Takes out a 4 inch knife and runs its serraded end down the mans arm* "YOU made me who I am, interesting how the creation goes after the creator no?"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *giggles a little on the sadistic side* Oooo.. blood.. the color looks good on you.. ^-^ *notices Tarron's reaction and smirks innocently* what? I can't help it some times... *goes back to playing with her knives*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "So what is going on here lately Herron..last I remember that was still your name." *Looks at the man with a glare that stares right through someones eyes and looks deep into thier soul* "Nothing that YOU would need to know." *The man said arrogantly* "Have it your way." *He whirled around and brought the handle of his pistol aginst the mand face knocking him and the chair he was bound to to the floor with a loud thud. The man was knocked out cold* "I don't have time for this crap!" *He went into the supplies he stole and pulled out several glass vials, then started mummering to himself measurments and mixtures as he mixed the ingreidents into another syrenge*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *gets up and wanders over to the man now in the ground and croutches, tilting her head as she examined him for a moment then looks up at Tarron with no emotion in her eyes* can I try?

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Let me finish this and it willl be much more fun" *He says while trying not to laugh*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs her shoulders and pokes the man that was starting to come around*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sets the man back up* "Have you changed your mind?"  "NO"*Was the reply he recieved* "Ok then," *Sticks the man with the syrenge and injects him with 5 of the 100 mg* "This outta fix you right up" *The man immediately starts to have a seizure and his eyes dialate, he starts foaming at the mouth and his skin grows red as he tries to scream but can't. All the while Tarron just stands and watches*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *raises an eyebrow, sticking her tounge out slightly* eww.. reminds me of a plague victim... *shakes her head a little* you know there are less.. how should I say... foamy ways of doing that

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Awwwww but theey arn't nearly as ironic." *Brings his lips tothe mans ear* "Not NEARLY as ironic." *He said with a rind of sarcasm* "Now I could see how much more painful 10mg would be or you could tell me what I want to know. I almost prefer you don't tell me." *Tarron sat in a chair*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *rolls her eyes and shakes her head as the stuff slowly started to ware off the guy. taking her knife she cuts the man loose then drags him with her to a back room where she closes and locks the door. nearly an hour passes as Tarron hears the man's cries of pain, pleads for her to stop what she was doing. Finally Tarron hears* "I'LL TALK!! Just stop!!" *the door unlocks and opens, the young woman dragging a now badly tourtured and bloodied man over to Tarron* here.. *drops the guy on the ground and goes to the bathroom to clean up*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "I don't get to do anything around here." *Sighs* "Who is paying off the police? And why?" *The man digs through his mind and then comes up with the answers* "Lord Gilther, to cover his operations."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *in the bathroom sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. eyes closed as she stays there until she hears someone open the door*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "So you clean yet? We have to wait until night to make our move." *washes his hands in the sink* "You ok?"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly, her eyes back to normal and was obvious no longer the influence of the drugs she was taking earlier* yeah... I guess....

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Ok then" *sits on the outside part of the tub* "Well rest now and we will act late tonight."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hn.. can't believe I'm turning into you... *closes her eyes as she continues to sit there, lets out a sigh slightly* and i've only known you for what? 3 days? damn...

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: 'Cant beliieve she's helping me' *he thinks as he gets up and sits in a chair* "Well sleep well need anything just ask"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *gets up and wanders over to her corner where her jacket and blanket were. she curls up slightly as she buries herself under the thin covers*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Throws a heavy cover onto her* "Its going to get cold you'll need this." *The sun starts to set and he walks onto the nidnights breeze*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *finally allows herself to drift off to sleep, softly breathing. ends up softly whimpering in her sleep, rolling over and curling up more under the blankets*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Kneels beside her* "Crimson you ok?" *He says worried*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *wakes up suddenly, completely out of instinct pins him to ground holding a knife to his neck. breathing heavily as she looks down at him, in a cold sweat with her bottom lip trembling*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Just exhales as he sees the fire in her eyes extinguish with her own tears* "Wow." *was all he could say*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: ................shit... *quickly gets off of him and scrambles to her corner where she sits with her knees up, her trembling hands going through her hair. she ends up digging through her jacket to find her bottle just so she could be high again and not feel anything*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sits beside her* "Come now don't be that way tell me whats bothering you."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I.. I'm fine... *blinks as takes her jacket away from her and tosses it out of her reach. she turns to punch him in the chest but he ends up catching her wrist. *

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "I KNOW you arn't, I KNOW what they did to your......life." *Looks deep into her beauliful eyes* "And it ISN'T OK."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *whimpers at the memories of her family, bites her bottom lip and lowers her head* do you know what the hell being in the middle of a slaughter of your entire family can do to you when you're 4 years old?! DO YOU?! *hawls off and punches him as tears go down her face* I fucking made them a promise that I'd find and make them pay.. make them feel what they did! *punches him again* lived on the streets my entire life.. stealing and fighting to survive.. always dealing with the chance of being raped... lost count on how many time that happened... been arrested 5 times already... I'll make them pay and you can't fucking stop me! *punches him again a few more times before he couldstopher

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *She forgot that her spiked gloves were on so with every punch she drew blood from his chest* "I have no family no past, noone to love me." *Looks dazed* "I'll help you find them and I know who they are..."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *whimpers when she finally sees what she had done to him, quickly taking off the gloves and ends up hitting a couple of pressure points so he didn't feel any pain before putting an ointment on his wounds which stings*.......................to help you heal....

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "It's ok used to bleeding and constant pain." *Winces as she applies the oil* "Went through 10 years of it."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: 13 years.... *doesn't look up at him as she treats him* i'm 16... started when I was 4... *he could tell that even though a tear would fall from her eyes that she was shutting down her emotions again* you better rest since you want to go on that run in a couple of hours...

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "Yes I better" *Reaches for his first aid kit to get a syrenge*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *just sits there looking at the carpet, doing her best to swollow her tears from earlier*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sits besidde her* "It's ok really I'll do my best to help you." *Lifts her chin with his hand* "I promice." *Holds a syrenge in his hand* "And I promice to stop if you do."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *bites her bottom lip and nods her head in agreement, sniffling slightly. blinks in surprise as he hugs her but finally breaks down crying as she tightly hugs him in return, burying her face in his chest as she sobbed*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Holds her tight with one arm as she cries* "Shhhhhh, sleep" *he cooes as her sobs lessen and she slowly falls to sleep in his arms. He didn't sleep all night for he held in his arms a wounded soul, uncapable of bearing the pressure anymore. the night got colder and colder he shut the porch doors with his foot; but it got more and more frigid.* "Damn, is hell freezin over?" *He could see his breath and he decided that tonight was not the best night to go out, he threw a thick cover over them and tried to keep himself from shivering, as not to wake her.*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *snuggles against him under the blankets, completely used to the cold unforgiving tempetures of living on the streets. in the middle of the night she wakes up slightly and sees that Tarron was shivering. she scoots over and covers him with her beloved jacket to add more warmth to him before crawling under the covers again*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: 'When did I become so weak?' *Or maybe it was a gift in disguise* "Thank you." *He managed to say to Crimson as she crawled under the covers and rest her head on his shoulder. She just smiled and went back to sleep.* "good example." *He followed her example and fell asleep his head on hers.*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *cuddles him slightly in her sleep, their body heat and the blankets keeping them warm for the rest of the night. in the morning hours she feels him move out from the covers letting in a draft of cold air. she squeeks slightly and curls up, buring herself further in the blankets*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron:* stands up and surveys the room all his things were here, except......a wave of horror came over him* "SHIT!!!Where is he??" *Runs over to the table and grabs a silenced assault rifle* "That basard!" *Notices a blood trail that leads to a side room. He enters and sees the man leaning on a chair still alive but barely* "Kill me...."*The man says weakly *"Kill me....Please" *The last word mad Tarron concider it but he needed the man alive* "No you are coming with me." *He helped the man into the tub and filled it with warm water, then shut and locked the door so the man couldn't escape*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *still barefooted and only wearing the tshirt and jeans, looks at Tarron but doesn't ask what was going on. folds up the blankets then puts her socks and boots back on.*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "So I guess we're looking for the Lord then. Right." *Starts cooking brekfast as Crimson sits on the counter* "I'd ask the poor man what his 'Operations' are but I think he's shaken up enough for now." *Stirrs the eggs as he adds in sousage the wounderful arooma fills the kitchen*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: don't think I've ever watched someone cook before... *sits crosslegged on the counter watching him* second day or warm food.... must be in heaven... or hell... depending on the point of view..

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron:*jokingly* "Well hell froze over if thats where we are and we arn't in heaven cuz it was cold we're stuck in the middle." *Finishes cooking and hands her a plate of eggs*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: pergetory... fun... kinda got used to hell actually... *accepts the plate of food and quietly eats*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Where I once lived they said it was sooo hot that the dead came back for blankets." *laughs while trying hot to choke on egg*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head* think you probably have sand still in your head from the desert..

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron:"I might..." *continues on eating*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *after eatting in silence for a bit she comments* so... your stray dog will go clean up the mess she made with the bad man's blood.. *sets her finished plate down and hops off of the counter*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "just don't go in the bathroom I'll clean that later." 'stray dog. what did she mean by that?' *she cleaned up the blood that led to the bathroom as he continued loading the clipd for the assorted rifles and such*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: was more talking about what I did to the bedroom... *as she opens the door he glances over to see that there was blood smeared on the walls and ceiling along with a few puddles on the floor. looks around as she stands in the doorway* oh look.. think I found one of his teeth... *starts cleaning the room that she had used to tourture the man*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Laughs* "Ok you do that."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *from the room* damn it I hate being short!! grrr... *glares up at the blood that was on the ceiling and the lamp*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Let me help you there." *Grabs the rag and cleans the ceiling and lamp for her* "There we go all better I guess..."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you're laughing your head off.. I can tell... *pokes him in the ribs with a blood stained finger*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "You are right." *Pokes her back and tries to run out of the room but slipps in a puddle of blood. With a loud thud. As he struggles to his feet he can barelyy breathe becouse he is laughing so hard*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *looks down at him, hand on her hip* serves you right... *pokes him in the side with the toe of her shoe* besides you're making a mess...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Yeah." *Starts cleaning again* "We need a mop."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly and wanders to go find a mop*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Continues on cleaning and finds a small radio chip*"Strange I know what this is." *Walks into main room and passes Crimson carrying a mop and bucket, she sees the chip and her eyes grow wide*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: crimson: O_O *blinkblink, shakes her head* if that is what I think it is we're not safe here... *goes off to clean the room*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Its a tracker but a different type only sends out a signal when its destroyed." *Puts it in a laptop* "But I can send out a ghost signal and see where the reciever for it is."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *after she finishes cleaning she wanders back over to where Tarron was and looks over his shoulder at the screen*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Where does that buisness card say the Body Shop is?" *Blinkey dot on screen*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *mummbles* still trying to get me to read? *goes to her jacket and pulls out the card for the body shop, takes a momemnt* 1632 T street...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *hits a couple keys* "Ok the recievers adress is 1633 one building over ironic?" *Looks at the map* "That isn't the only reciever too, lets have a lookk at the rest of those cards."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *hands him the business cards then checks through her pockets to make sure she didn't have anything else that might be used to find her* damn I need to clean this thing out...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *checks the adresses vs the cards* "As I thought they are either the sams or a building away. I'll give you a vest like mine if you want it, it's easier to organise stuff in."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *as he glances over at the things that she was pulling out of her jacket he sees not only a small pile of notes but keys, lock picks, butterfly knives, throwing knives, wire, spikes, darts, and something that looks to be able to be used to hack into security systems* nah it's okay...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Its funny" *throws his vest on the table* "But we carry some of the same stuff. Go ahead look through the pockets."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I'm a thief.. what do you expect... made that one on my own.. *indicating to the only tech that she had* was approached think like 3 years ago with the dare that i couldn't get into a high security place and steal... *shrugs slightly* at the time I needed the cash bad because I was about to bounce the city that I was at at the time...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "I do it all. Assassination, espionage, capture, you name it I got the crap to do it." * Picks up the hacking devise* "Nice work love what you did with it" *Pulls his out of a pocket in the vest* "I like yours more"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: ^-^ *proudly beams a little* concidering I was using scraps from a werehouse.. it does the job at least..

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "How long did it talk you to make this" *Turns it over and over again in his palm, looking at every detail*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: couple of months.. concidering I've never done something like that before and I was only 14.. at the time I had a friend that was a hacker... taught me a few things.. *shrugs slightly*(

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Hands her his* "This is what years of research and govermnent funding got me." *Looks like a plam pilot* "And it doesn't work as fast as I would like it too."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *takes the device then sits down surrounded by her things, starting to fiddle with the wiring. after a couple of minutes she signals for him to toss her the one that she made while she was making notes about his. after nearly an hour she tosses his back* here... try it now...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "We'll do that tonight." *Puts it back in the vest* "I need a few more supplies that are going to be......Difficult to get."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly as she remains seated as she rubs the stiffness out of her hands, occationally the popping sound of a bone going back into place could be heard.*  ::CRUNCH::  o_<...........................ow............*makes sure she didn't do any damage to herself then goes and carefully puts her things back into her jacket*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Closes veil that leads to patio* "Its still really cold." *Notices the room got really dark* "Really....cold"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *looks up then around almost reminding him of an animal that was being hunted and quickly puts her things back into her jacket* I would suggest you check on your friend in the bathroom... we've stayed in one place too long...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *whispers* "Take these" *hands her NVG's* "And follow me." *Down the dark hallway they go to the bathroom" *when they enter the man they had captured had picked the scabs off his wounds and bled to death in the tub* "Damn somehow I knew he would do something stupid" *Throws a canister in the water* "We need to move NOW" *He says pulling her by the hand grabbing the duffel bags on the way out the door*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *quickly snatches her bag and straps it over her shoulder and runs after Tarron* how the hell are we supposed to get out of here??

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "here as in the apartment or here as in the city?" *He could barely manage to say anything as he ran down the stairwell*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: the building.... Warfox is still in the city somewhere remember? *having to bounce down the stairs to keep up with his long stride*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Just folllow me" *Crashes through another boarded up door* "Here stay here and be quiet" *several fushed footsteps can be heard climbing the stairs* "Its Delta Recon, just be calm and they won't find us." *They can hear what sounds like an army runnung up the stairs*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *keeps croutched in the shadows silently near Tarron. she manages to control her breathing so that it could be barely heard. He could tell she was completely used to this*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Damn Delta." *He said under his breath. He then heard the triple beep that accompanied thier radios* "Sir they've killed him." *One of the trrpers said in a loud voice so that whoever was on the other end could hear clearly* "Ok," Tarron moved deeper into the room* "They won't find us if we stay quiet" *She could barely make out his words*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *in the darkness he watches as she puts her clawed gloves on knowing that their hiding place might be over run. hears a gunshot from upstairs as someone gets startled by a rat that scurries past them. glances over at Tarron then back at the door*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron:*digs through the duffels and produces something that looks like play-dough. He places it near the door and makes his way to the window* "Come." *He signals for Crimson to follow*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head head and quietly follows him only to hear* "They must be still in the building.. check EVERY room!" o_o *she ends up giving Tarron an alarmed look*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: ""Yeah...yeah the usual..." *Silently judges the distance to the nearest building* "Hmmmmmmmm" *Throws the four duffels on the rooftop* "This is going to be fun." *Looks at Crimson. Picks her up and jumps from the balcony to the nearest rooftop. He squats as not to break his legs then sets Crimson on her feet as he grabbs the duffels* "Lets run." *takes off across the rooftops*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *takes off running after him, ignoring the gunfire that she heard that was aimed at them. just as she was about to jump to the next roof she feels a sharps pain in her arm causing her to misjudge the distance by a couple of inches. digs the claws of her gloves into the wall and pulls herself up, taking off running again across the rooftops after Tarron*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Stops after about 200 feet of rooftops* "Anytime now and..." *An explasion that shook the entire island was heard, it engulfed the hotel that they were in* "Damn much more explaosive than I thought." *He sees the bllood running from Crimsons arm* "Let me get that for ya." *She offers her arm as he pulls off his first air kit*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hold up.. do that later.. *breathing slightly heavily as she pats him on the shoulder and makes her way to the next roof then climbs her way down into an alley way. he realizes that she was more concerned about helicopters then foot patrol. wincing slightly as she goes through the maze of alleys to the werehouse district, picking to lock of one of the older abandoned ones and staggers in. looks around the place and climbs the stairs to the upper levels of the place. she finally drops to her knees and gingerly takes her bag and jacket off to see how deep the bullet went into her arm* fuck...............nnn...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "We're safe here." *dropps his bags at the door and neels next to her* "You'll want this." *Produces a syrenge of morphine* "It will kill the pain while I operate."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head, Tarron able to tell that her body was dealing with the pain and blood loss. whimpers and lowers her head, the claws of her gloves clawing at the metal grating that they were on. he could tell how deeply the bullet had gone into her arm and the blood that was trickling down*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *gently kisses her on the cheek* "Now .." *Removes her claws, she could suddenly react to the pain and he didn't want to end up dead* "It will all be over when you wake up." *Sticks her in the other arm with the syrenge and watches her slowly fall away*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *ends up laying on her uninjured side unconcious and breathing shallowly, her bottom lip trembling slightly*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *Operates skillfuly to remove the large bullet lodged in her orm, he finally gets it and bandages her up* "Come here." *Holds her trembling body in his arms*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *instinctively snuggles into his chest for warmth, even in her sleep trembling from the pain. for the first time as Tarron holds her in his arms he could feel her toned muscle structure and bones on her slender frame, showing that she had been living on the streets for a long period of time. his skilled fingers could feel her ribs and could tell that there were perhaps old fractures there. as he studied her he could feel dislocated bones* nnnn... *snuggles him more in her sleep*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *For the first time feels compassion for someone, he had been killing people all his life and hidden this feeling, why? He never knew. He could feel her arms wrap around him and her breath on his chest. He just sat there one hand around her, his other on his pistol watching the door*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *wakes up slightly and attempts to sit up to get her things knowing that Tarron would want to move. reaches out for her things so she could put them back on*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "You sure you don't want to rest we're safe here. " *she stops* "I'll stay here as long as you want" *Her arm did hurt and she did feel sleepy,* "Ummmm.." *she managed to stall for time as her mind rushed on*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *does her best to focus as she looks up at him, smirks tiredly* guess your stray dog's got a wounded leg eh? *rests her head against his chest* you could have left me you know...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "There are many choices one can make." *Places one hand on her cheek* "Too many infact.And what do you mean by stray dog?"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: that's what I am.... that's what anyone from the street is... stray dogs.... both are quite similar... both end up dead in the end... *closes her eyes as she rests in his arms.*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Ironic how we all end up dead in the end" *thinks as s he holds her*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *doesn't realize that she had fallen asleep until she opens her eyes and sees the dimming sunlight coming through the windows from the outside. sitting up and looking around she doesn't see Tarron anywhere. frowns slightly as she forces herself to stand and gathers up her things*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: *heard something not too long ago and was guarding the catwalk, he had taken off his trenchcoat and rolled it up for her to hest her head on* "Good eve and how are we feeling."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: like absolute hung over shit.. *looks down at her bandaged arm to see that the fabric was stained in blood. staggers slightly over to him*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Its to be expected." *Re-bandages her arm* "Its the morphine its addictive......"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: rather be high off my shit... but we have a deal on that stuff... *nods her head in thanks for being re-bandaged*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "It's easier to be high than face your problems" *Throws on his trenchcoat*

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: no comment.. *winces slightly as she puts her jacket back on, putting her gloves in her pocket then straps her bag on* gonna find some food.. you coming? think I spotted a garbage can for a restaurant on the way over here... normally they have some pretty decent cast offs and if you're luck it's still warm... *goes down the stairs*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Well I got some money we can spend for food." *He says as they descend* "If you prefer."

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: like a place is gonna let me go in? yeah right... besides you just blew up a building.. I would think that they would be looking for you...

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "Like anyone really saw me." *Sarcastically* "They can barely see ten feet in front of thier faces with this cold foggy air"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs* fine fine have it your way.. *puts her scarf back onto her head as they walked out of the wearhouse*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "They'll let you in." *pats his holster* "And we'll get dinner too"

2005-10-27 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles a little and nods her thanks to him*

2005-10-27 [Averon]: Tarron: "This looks like a nice place" *The words sake house flash in flourecent lighting*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: O_o *blinks then smirks, shaking her head* think you just want to see an under aged female drunk..

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Yeah ust what the world needs, you ever had chinese before?" *Holds the door open for her as she passes into the restraunt*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: leftovers yeah... *the honesty in her words sent shudders through him when he realizes that she wasn't joking when she mentioned eatting out of the trash *

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Well your first real chinese meal I guess" *sits on the flooe mar next to her* "Order anything." *Hands her a menu* "You diserve it."

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she ends up ordering a small order of rice, sweet and sour pork, beef with mushrooms, and a small bowl of miso soup. The waiter nods after both had ordered and wanders off. glancing over at Tarron who seemed surprised about her order and the small amount of it* what?

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron:"Nothing just expected you to eat a little more than that" *He didn't order that much either maybe she didn't want to feel bad. The waiter brought them hot tea in a kettle*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: didn't want you to have to pay too much... *carefully pours a cup of tea for him then herself, holding the cup in her hands to warm her fingers before quietly sipping. though she had lived on the streets he was surprised that she showed such manners*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Taarron: 'She's soo conciderate' "Ummm lets say I got plenty of it its expendible" *looks into her eyes* "You arn't"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *glances up at him* what do you mean by that? *takes a sip* ^-^ fun.. the steam is defrosting my nose

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "You know what I mean." *Sips on his tea* "All money is the same but there is only one you."

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: oh come on.. I'm sure you can always find another stray as insane as me... *smiles*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron:*smiles* "Not likely" *thier food arrives and they both eat*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *much to his surprise she uses chopsticks to eat her food quietly. glances up to see him watching her* you snatch and I shall stick these sticks up your nostrals...

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Watches her in awe* "I can barely do that" *eats with chopsticks with only half the grace that she did* "See"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly and smiles* used to eatting with my hands and my knives..

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Usually I don't eat." *shrugs but notices her arm is heaving with pain she's just hiding it*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: here.. try it.. *holds out her bowl of miso soup for him to try* it's like having a brothy form of tea.. ^^

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "I guess so." *And sure enough she was right it did taste like soup* "It's wonderful" *Hands her his plate of shrimp Me-tang* "Try this it's delicious"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *takes her bowl back and tilts her head slightly at the offered food, using her chopsticks to pick up a piece of shrip and pops it in her mouth. after a bit of sharing food and Tarron paying the bill wander outside, keeping her jacket closed* so... where to? *winces slightly but quickly hides it*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Somewhere we can rest I'm full of food and tired." *Looks around* "Know antwhere I blew up the hotel" *Laughs*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *pats him on the shoulder* come on... it's gonna rain soon... *wanders down an alleyway. she did her best not to pass out as she navigates through the maze of streets and back alleys until they ended up reaching a run down apartment building. she ends up getting hit by a wave of sickening dizzyness and holds her arm as she leans against a wall. it takes her a few moments to force herself on and into the building*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Would've helped her into the building but she got in soo fast that he couldn't* "Good hunting Crimsom." *He says as she leads him into a room and turns on a single hanging light*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *weakly smiles before finally collapsing to the floor*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "God I hope."*He says as he throws his 4 duffels down and neels beside her. He remofes her coat to hind it dripping on the inside with blood* "SHIT!!!! Why didn't I catch on!!" *Pulls out an IV pack from his kit, and then inserts the needle into a vane.* "Damn it Crimson." *He whispers under his breath as a single and his first ever tear hits her sofly on the cheek* "I don't want to loose you."

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: nnnn.. *softly moans as she lays there, her breathing slightly normal as he tends to her wound*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Finishes tending to her wound and notices she has lost alot of blood and IV's won't help*"Damn it.It's all over." *Looks at Crimson nestled in his lap then remembers* 'I have O blood.' *Without a moments hesitation sticks himself with one end of a needle and runs some tubing and connects a needle at the other end then sticks her. His blood flowing into her* "There we go." *He can see colour return to her face*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *it was several hours later she slowly opens her eye finding herself laying on a matress on the floor hooked up to an IV* nnnnn..... Tarron?

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Yeah." *Stops guarding the door and walks to her* "You can unhook if you wish although I don't suggest it just rest I'll take care of thinks on this end." *picks up an assault rfle and faces the door*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I... I'm sorry... you're supposed to be hunting... I'm holdingyou back.. *was too weak to move so just lays there under the warmth of her jacket*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Walks to her and sits beside her, lifts her chin from being buried in her jacket* "Now I've been hunting almost my entire life" *Looks deeper* "but i JUST found you what do you think I'd rather be doing?"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *tiredly smiles up at him* banging a local hooker? *smirks as he finally smiles* just... no one's ever taken care of me before...

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "I thought noone knew what it was like being tortured for 10 years then I met you." *looks at her* "You had a family like I never did, I WILL try to protect and care for you like they would've." *her eyes shimmer* "Now rest you need it." *Gets up and guards the door*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: thank you... *closes her eyes as she starts to drift off to sleep again*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Notices that her head is unsupported so he removes his trenchcoat rolls it up and gently places it under her head. Her hand meets his rough unshaven beard as he adjusts the flow of IV into her. She gently feels his face*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hermano? *looks at him, Tarron realizing that she was asking in spanish if he was her brother now*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "No, Tarron" * he held her hand in his* "Tarron" *he whispered*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head a little* sorry.. you know you're cute when you worry.. *smiles a little* don't worry I'm not hitting on you

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "I wish you were my sister." *his voice trails off as he walks to the door, his rifle aginst his shoulder* "Wish......"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *closes her eyes as she dozes off, too tired to stay awake*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Stands watching the door until first light when Crimson wakes up, dark almost purple bags can be seen under his eyes. But there he stood as alert as ever guarding the door*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: Tarron get your ass over here, lay down and go to sleep for a couple of hours... don't make me hit you with the IV bag... *manages to prop herself up on her elbows*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Me I...II''m f...ffffine." *Sees a syrenge labeled caffine on the ground. 'So he had been injecting himself to sty up all night? Clever' *She thought as he stood ever so erect*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head as she forces herself to sit up, becoming dizzy as she does so*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "You need to sleep ypur injured." *He says with a shaky voice.*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: and you're not going to be any good to either of us looking like you're hyped... if I find you've gotten high I am so kicking your ass..

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Not high, just kept awake its a battle drug only keeps you awake as long as your body can handle it. We have a deal remember.."

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and slightly whines* Tarron just get a couple of hours...

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Won't let them jump us." * falls to the floor* "Who am I kidding? Sure 3 hours wake me up if I oversleep." *Hands her the rifle as he sprawls out in a rather uncomfortable position on the floor*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smirks and shakes her head, carefully pulling the needle of the IV out of her arm and somehow manages to drag him onto the bed as he sleeps and covers him with her jacket. forces herself to stand and wanders to the door where she sits in the doorway with the rifle*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Winces in his sleep and tosses around several times. He makes muffeled moans as if he is being killed, and under his breath can be heard his words* "No damn it no" *Weakly but as clear as the night*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sighs and forces herself up, wandering over and whispers in his ear* brother calm down... *smiles as he quiets down then goes back to her post at the door*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *wakes up four hours later, the taste of blood in his mouth. He sees that Crimson is dozing off* "This isn't right." *He mumbled*"We both need the sleep"

2005-10-28 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *walks in.* "what is going on?"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *didn't know that he was awake, was trying to let him sleep. forces herself to stand and leans against the door frame. the way that she was holding the rifle was similar to that of a soldier, the bandage on her arm not as stained as it was before as she stays on guard*

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Join the party" *throws Warfox a machinegun*

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smirks and looks at Warfox* was wondering when you'd find us... *the man sees that she was wounded, looks at Tarron* and you go back to sleep!

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: "Well since warfox is here he can stand guard while we sleep, after you get him up to date that is." *Falls asleep*

2005-10-28 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "anyone care to explain?"

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *stutters* what?? grrr... *looks at Warfox* short or long version?

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron:*Sleeping*

2005-10-28 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "i prefer short."

2005-10-28 [crowfeather]: Crimson: snagged the guy I picked the wallet off of... both interigated him.. he ends up killing himself causing some Delta group to come looking for us... we run.. I get shot... he blows up the hotel we were at.. had dinner.. I passed out.. we're here..

2005-10-28 [Averon]: Tarron: *Still asleep*