2005-10-24 [Averon]: Tarron:"So where to now, I suppose you," *Looks at warfox* "Have some idea of what you are doing." *Crimson is walking steadily beside him* "One of you two has got to have some idea where the HQ for this Nosam group is located, although several years of espionage and spying only gave the UN intelligance REASON to suspect that the HQ is on this island" *Adds abseentmindedly* "Thats good enough reason for me anyway." *Laughs as a guard approaches him* "You are you..."*Tarron interrupts* "Tarron Veselerguard? I get that all the time no I believe he was killed my good fellow." *Puts his arm on the soldiers shoulder* "I believe he is dead." "Whatever you say ,Welcome here." *soldier walks away*

2005-10-24 [Averon]: Tarron: *Looks at the two* " You both look tired," *The slouched posture of warfox and the bags under crimsons eyes only hint* "If you want to stop and rest I am not opposed to doing so, I'll play doorman and you two can sleep."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: sleep? what the hell is that? *as they pass someone on the street Tarron sees the quick movement of the young woman's hand but she appears as if nothing had happened* besides you were the one that decided you wanted to have me tag along... *hands in her pockets*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Right well I believe that Warfox is about to pass out there and I need you to help me with a little operation if you will." *He lowered his voice on operation so noone would overhear*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you're catching him is he passes out... I am not about to be squishied by him... *disappears into the crowd and comes back moments later* found a place where we can crash

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "I need to contact some.......old friends of mine." *looks her in the eyes* "I'll need you to back me up if things get nasty"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: am a-- *she stops herself from continuing and catches Warfox as the man passes out and nearly hits her. sighs as she half carries, half drags the unconcious man down the street to where she had found a place for them to rest*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Not exactly what I ment." *Picks up Warfox and helps him down an alley to what looks like a warn out building* "Here we are" *He enters what seems to be an old warn out hotel building with all whe windows borded up* "Home sweet home."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *doesn't follow, not feeling comfortable about Tarron leading let alone the general area. with her hands in her pockets she looks around the area, getting a feel for the place*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Come inside we have things to discuss." *His voice echoes in the building as hee climbs the stairs*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: ((Shows up once for me!!! Nvm I see it now GRRRR I'll take care of it and turn my second post into another post..lol))

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *bites her bottom lip, mumbling to herself* of all the people I could have jumped.. I had to deal with these two... *shakes her head as she slowly follows Tarron into the place*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *enters a room and turns on a single light from the celing, he then lays Warfox down on a couch* "So you are wondering why I need YOU of everyone else I could've picked eh?" *He says as she enters the room*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: more like I should have ghosted your ass when I had the chance... *hands in her pockets as she leans against a wall looking at him*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:"Not saying you nor I didn't have the chance." *his gaze was as serious as ever* "What if I told you you would never need money again would you be intrested in my offer?" *His voice now quiet and questioning as he looked deep into her eyes*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *her eyes darken for a moment* what I want I can get for myself... I'm just tagging along for the ride... *her eyes slowly go back to their normal hazel blue color* besides you have the silent one over there,....

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Yes warfox can't leave him alone..." *he notices the sun is setting in the distance* "Right then," *He gets up and puts on a black ski mask* "I will still do what I have to." *Removes his cloak to reveal a black suit with a black vest and baggy pants kept from falling from his nakles up by the being tucked into his boots* "I have to go and get some supplies," *he headed for the door* "anything you want?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head and watches him leave the room. wandering over she sits in a far corner, taking one of her small knives from her boot and slices part of her hand causing it to bleed slightly which she sucks on softly. once the small wound stops she cleans the knife and puts it back into her boot before leaning her head back and closing her eyes*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *Enters the room several hours later carrying several duffel bags* "A good night." *Crimson stares at him wondering just what he has collected, she also hotices the smell of blood and sweat clinging to him.* "A good night indeed plenty of supplies here." *He removes his vest and sets the bags on a table in the middle of the room* "Not asleep I see." *Picks up a box of Cheeze Its* "Hungry?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she shrugs slightly, Tarron finally seeing the slice on her hand that she had given to herself earlier in the evening*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Do have some they aren't poison I promice" *Se reluctantly sits at the table with him and she is the first to ask a question*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: why are you being so nice? normally people are only nice when they want something... before you end up with a bullet hole in the head... *nibbling her food*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "You'll just have to find that one out won't you?" *manages to produce another box of food from one of the duffels, and admires her shocked expression* "Your help and skills to be exact."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *just shakes her head and stops eatting, getting up and going back to her corner. Tarron could tell that she hadn't eatten in days but was puzzled by her acting as if she wasn't hungery. hugs a knee and looks at him* talk or else you're in this on your own...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "The group known as The Red Tear faction has done some great deed of inhumane deeds in thier time I have evidence of this," *Opens duffel and pulls out manilla file folder* "I've been creating a pile of evidence but have come across how corrupt the entore government police economy everything you could possibly imagine they have roots in." *Hands her the folder* "I even have personal evidence." *removes his shirt and easily visible are thousands of scars across his chest and back, scar ontop of scar* "They did this to me. They go by another name also the Nosam's." 

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: .............................. *sets the folder on the floor open as she carefully looks at the various pages. For the first time Tarron realizes that she problems with the written language. digging through her pockets she finally finds a scrap of paper and scribbles a few things on it then puts it back into her pocket before closing the folder and gives it back to him*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: " I hope you realise the peril that we are all in not just us put everyone, everything we trust is corrupt." *He takes the folder and hands her some food* "You need to eat I'll watch the door." *he places a chair facing the door and watches for movement*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *finally her hunger was too great for her to deal with and she hungerly eats the offered food, curling up in the corner in the warmth of her jacket as she falls asleep finally*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Poor girl." *he says as he brings one of the duffels near and begins sorting its contents, he sees her shiver and pulls a heavy quilt from under the couch and puts it over her* "She has a miserable past." *Opens a folder with a picture of a four year old girl in it. It reads* 'Parents dead siblings dead left for dead, assumed to be so' *He closed the folder* "Its horrible how corrupt we've become as a race."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *forces herself to wake up only two hours later, unburying herself from the quilt that covered her and looks around the room*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *Sitting in the chair with a duffel in his lap murmering things to himself* "C-4, Plastique, Satchel, Blasting caps, lets see where did that Nitro go?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head as she quietly climbs out of a window and makes her way up to the roof where she stands and looks around the surrounding city*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "beautiful at night a horror by day, intresting how things are that way." *he was right behind her looking up at the stars, "Yes, I kow this placee all too well. Well enough to know you were going to try and escape, then do it but only I know who killed your family."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *clenches her fists and quickly turns, punching full force in the center of the chest knocking the air out of him as he falls over* first off I wasn't escaping concidering I'm not arrested for anything.. second.. don't ever fucking talk about my family as if you know them! *angerly and hatefully glares at him before jumping off the rooftop, catching a ladder on the way down and makes her way to the street. storms off down the sidewalk*

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *a familiar voice behind them.* "so you think the Red Tear faction, and the nosams are the same huh?" *Warfox standing behind them, holding Tarrons melon Folders.*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Damn." *Blood fills his mouth* "She hit to kill that time." *He clibs back into the room and continues to go through his supplies accounting for everthing he stole* "I'm tired of chacing people I know what I have to do" *He states angrily as he coughs up blood into his cupped hands* "If that info is the true then yes if not then we'll have to kill them both now won't we."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *was already away from the building, trying to calm herself down as she wanders the streets. it takes her another hour to return to the room and sits quietly on a chair*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "If that info is true then yes." *he says as Warfox enters the room* "If not than that means more work for us." *still coughing up blood* "But what do you think Warfox?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *without a word she goes over to Tarron and hits a couple of his pressure points so that he would stop coughing up blood. turns and sits back down, pulling her knife from her boot, slicing her hand again and sucks the blood that beads up quietly*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron "thanks, and eat these." *throws her a box of Cheese Its* "That was I can sleep at night." *he turns to Warfox* "I don't believe them to be related I know they are the same governing group of people." *Points to the folder contents* "They are drawing money from the same damn accounts, tell me that that isn't strange behavior."

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "sits down on the couch, and looks at tarron with out emotion.* "i dont know, the nosams were around long before the RTF, why change their name. i would like to meet the Nosams..."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *quietly listens to their conversation, playing with her knife*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:"As would I, but I've been looking for these guys for some time and found none of them." *throws him another folder* "These guys are all leaders of the faction and terrorist group. Maybe they changed thier name for the funds to be sponsored ya know."

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "but if they are not the same, then why should i care about the RTF, they done us all a favor by taking out half the evil that existed.."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hn.. . we're all evil in some degree...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:"Never looked at it that way...........anyway those pictured are leaders of the nosams definate leaders all we have to do is find one of them and we know where they are." *Hears Crimson munching on the food he gave her*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *carefully wraps some of the food up and tucks it away into one of her pockets for later*

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "how do you know this?"

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "You don't think I was only an assassin do you? This place is thier HQ all I do is slip on inside and do a little info stealing. Took me 3 years to get this info."

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: "well why not go straight for those nosam guys then?"

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Never had anyone I could trust to bring in to capture one of these guys." *looks over at Crimson* "But I believe I do now."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *raises an eyebrow as she digs through her pockets, pulling out the wallet that she had snatched from the man from earlier in the day. flipping through the contents she sees the man's picture and tilts her head slightly* interesting... *gets up and wanders over to the pile of folders carefully going through a couple before she finds what she was looking for. takes the wallet and the folder, handing them to Warfox*

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *smirks for a moment.* "i guess this guy is our first target?"

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:"What else was in that wallet?" * he says intrested suddenly *

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: money... some identification cards... a couple of business cards.... a pic of the guy's wife...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "everything we need." *Sounds elated* "We'll start in the morning we're safe here lets sleep, we'll need our energy tomorrow."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *looks at Tarron before going back to her corner, sitting there hugging a knee*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Night you two" *Settles down infront of the door*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *watches Tarron cautiously from her spot in the corner, her eyes following his movements*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:*Falls asleep his back propped aginst the door*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *glances over at Warfox to see what he was doing *

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head and takes the scrap of paper out of her pocket again, carefully studying it then looks around then back at Tarron to make sure he was asleep as she puts it back in her pocket*

2005-10-25 [G:/enesis~]: Warfox: *lays down on the couch and tries to sleep.*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *watches Warfox on the couch, hugging her knees. ends up giving a small yawn as she tries to stay awake*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *Fast asleep but at the same time his sences tune in to everything around him, the cool nights' breeze, the sound of random shootings in the streets....He was home again*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *had tipped over in the middle of the night and passes out, curled up asleep snuggled in the quilt that was still near her*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *wakes up just before first light and hears that all too familiar voice* "KILL!!!!KILL!!!!" * that evil deep hiss that roared through his min. He went into his first aid kit and took a strenge labeled Ventonol and injected himself with 30mg of it to cool his mind* "That outta do it." *HE said as he put the needle back into his first aid kit and waited on the patio for first light*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: nnnn... *had rolled over so that she was slightly on her back as she layed half curled up in the corner. she wakes up suddenly breathing heavily as she looks up at the ceiling above feeling beads of sweat run down her face. softly groans as she covers her face with her hands for a moment before getting up on her knees and neatly folding the blanket*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *stilll stands facing the city, lost in thought*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *manages to stand up but leans against a wall for a moment then goes into the small kitchen that the place had where she looks at her still trembling hands due to her dreams* shit... *sighs softly in fustration as she digs around in one of her many pockets and pulls out a small unmarked bottle of pills, opening it up and popping one of the capsels into her mouth. Swollowing it as she puts the caps back on puts the bottle back into her pocket, leaning against a counter as she runs her fingers through her mostly short hair*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Eggs would be nice for breakfast" *He says to her* "I will make us some. Unless you would perfer Cheese Its."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: hn? *glances up at him and he sees how diolated her pupils were at the moment* go ahead.. ain't gonna stop you.. *steps out of his way to the opposite side of the kitchen*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Right then." *And he sets to work cooking a dozen eggs. When he finishes he puts the eggs on a plate in the middle of the table and Crimson sits across from him* "They are good I promice" *He takes some eggs himself and eats them*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *only takes a small amount of the offered eggs and quietly eats them*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:*Somewhat worried* "So have a good rest?" *But he already knew the answer*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shrugs slightly* got a couple of hours.. it's good enough...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Its about the same for me ." *eats some eggs feeling guilty that he knows she needs it more than him.* "Lets get started tracking that guy shall we?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods as she finishes her eggs that she had on her plate before getting up and putting the dirty dish in the sink then wandering back to the livingroom tieing her scarf to her head causing her to look like a young man instead with two long braids. ends up digging through her small bag that she had brought with her that looked like a back pack and pulls out two daggers, several small throwing knives, and a pair of leather gloves that had metal claws to them which che used for climbing the sides of buildings*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *Throws a heavy grey cloak over his usual appreal, a grappeling hook at his waist along with a large knife on his ankle, silenced 9mm on his thigh and silenced 9mm Mp-5 on his back under the cloak* "Then lets go." *They head out into the street and Tarron inquires further* "So he had buisness cards did he mind naming some of them so we can see if we can find the owners?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *blinks at the question as she walked with him, rummaging through a pocket and handing him the business cards that were in the man's wallet* here...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Ok" *takes them from her* "Harrison's Body Shop, The Gretton Diner, Jellobd Firearms. I say we start at the diner how bout you?" *Hands her the cards*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *puts the cards back into her pocket, nodding a little. she ignored the strong sunlightwhich hurt her eyes due to her being completely high at the moment*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "You ok over there." *notices her wincing*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: yeah... just the light is a little bright is all.. nothing major... *her tone was amazingly calm and matter of fact*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "alright then" *They approach the entrance to the diner and see a man sitting at the bar*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *gives a quick look at the man then scans the surrounding structure* fun fun... *blinks when Tarron has her head turn to him and finds him looking at her eyes* what??

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Is that the man?" *He takes a seat at the bar and has her sit beside him*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *puzzled by his actions but sits with him and glances over at the man again before nodding*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:"So you got an idea for capturing him?" *Orders two shots of whiskey* "Or do I have to do it?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: i do items.. not people... *sighs and takes a napkin and a pen, scribbling down what looked like a series of symbols instead of works as she makes a note to herself, carefully folding the paper and sticking it into her pocket.* i'll have something come up

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "I can do it just won't be pretty is all" *thier drinks arrive* "Almost never is" *He adds*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *raises an eyebrow at him then shakes her head* then let me... *takes the shot and downs it as if it was water and slides off of her stool. wandering over to the man she taps him on the shoulder and not only changes her tone so that she sounded like a guy but also her accent. the two end up chatting then walking outside of the dinner, turning a corner to an alleyway. several long moments go by before she returns to the dinner alone*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: "'ey.. where Richard go?" *The man behind the bar looks up from his cleaning*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron:*slides her his shot* "So we good to go?" *her skills never seemed to end*

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: eh yas know how 'e can be sometimes... had to run for work before 'he misses tried to track 'em... *the man nods in understanding and goes back to work. sits back down with Tarron and nods her head, her voice going back to normal as she whispers* he's in the alley... sleeping.. 

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Good how long will he be sleeping? Long enough for us to wait until night to meove him?"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *smiles slightly* at least until mid afternoon..

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "then we need to move him ASAP." *Leaves the approprate amount of money on the counter* "I'll carry em."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *nods her head and leads him outside and to where she left the man. moves a couple of trash bags to reviel that he was laying there completely unconcious* he's not that graceful...

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *throws grappeling hook up a wall* "So I see"

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: you sure you're gonna be able to carry him up there? *blinks and watches tarron start to climb up the side of the builing with the unconcious man over his shoulder* okay.. guess so... *puts her gloves on, takes a couple of steps back before taking a running start and jumps up, digging the claws into the side of the wall before she starts climbing up after him*

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: *Reaches the top of the first building* "He isn't that heavy ya know."

2005-10-25 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *sits on the edge of the building* you know for a man I've only met 2 days ago.. you are an arrogant little son of a bitch

2005-10-25 [Averon]: Tarron: "Well," *jumps across to the other building holding the man* "There is a big difference between arrogangce and knowledge ."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: uh huh... *watches him for a moment and shakes her head*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron:"I may be cockey but I get the job done." *Leaps to the next building* "Unlike some people who sit around and do nothing." *Leaps to another roof top* "And that is an aimable personality trait if I do say so myself."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *mummbles to herself* and some of us happen to be human.. how the hell am I supposed to follow him? *shakes her head and stands up, looking around the surrounding area to map everything out in her head*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "I am all too human" *Finally makes it to the rooftop of the building that they are staying in* "I bleed hurt and cry like anyone else."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: uh huh... but not everyone goes bouncing around on roof tops... *manages to get to the roof top*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: "That is true." *Steps down onto the balccony* "But I AM human just a little more inhuman." *A pun he'd never used before*

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *shakes her head and sits on the edge of the roof*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *sits the captive in a chair and ties him up putting a gag in his mouth* "Now to wait for him to wake"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *she doesn't come back into the room for a couple of hours. she finally wanders back to her corner and sits down*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *on a large buffet table has laid out several types of assault rifles and small machine guns* "Yep its all here, Well hey there thanks for the help today you know how to get stuff done."

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: I've lived on the streets all my life... you sorta need to know things to survive.... *was again writing notes to herself after taking her jacket off*

2005-10-26 [Averon]: Tarron: *Throws his cloak on a coat hanger* "Right, well how much longer do we have to wait now?"

2005-10-26 [crowfeather]: Crimson: *barely glances over at the unconcious man then back at her notes* 5 minutes... *Tarron finally notices that the symbols that she was writing in was a variation of a computer program language*