July 27, 2005.07.27.05. - watcher-of-the-eye [eagles] *ul[fuller park, chicago - cont'd from barking chain / totem phone]
(st)
Fuller Park consists of a small subdivision of poor neighbhorhoods and low class housing within Southside's vast labrynth of streets. On the map that, a green area showed the location of a small 2 acre park that sits in the middle of the neighborhood. Finding a parking spot, isn't hard. Meeting up with Roxy isn't difficult either, as she is closer to the area and knows some of the layout of the area.The Eagles assemble onto the park. Hyde and Decker vy the Umbra, making their way through the preumbral landscape of the poor neighbhorhood, the two Fenrir will denote very little activity of a spiritual nature surrounding this part of the umbra. A few city elementals, a few rat-spirits, watching something, lurking on the edges of the park. Hyde paused for the moment to seek the aide of two electricial elementals dancing in the powerlines. They fan out to survey the scene and report back quickly to the Godi.
~Chaos. Carnage. Flashing red and blues. Boom-Boom. Watcher-of-the-Eye~
--
The rest of the team assembled realmside. James and Annemarie waiting in the wings of an alley, under the cover of shadows to await for Kemp's relay of his scouting mission. Kemp's scouting consists of this...
Random chaos. A dark green Bronco lies on its side, the windshield shattered in. Gunfire erupts from two cars at the Bronco and one Squad car. There are a few people lying dead in a pool of blood on the ground, the Squad car is crushed in and the 9ft hulking form of a chocolate-brown crinos makes a finishing kill on some poor officer.A third vehicle is driving away from the scene, a non-descript van, and there is a particuarly nasty-looking bum sprawled across the sidewalk, watching, like it was a movie. The Minor threat remains umbral side, just above Decker and Hyde, watching...
(kemp)
Sending back across the totem link exactly what he saw while watching with a puzzled frown. He'd expected something other than cops for some reason.
No idea who the fuck the chocolate-brown crinos was. Sending back that bit of info too. Trying to spot a girl in all this shit with a frown towards that departing van. Trying to make a mental note of the license plate if there was one. ~Holy fuck what a cluster fuck this is.~He could deal with freak ass things, but guns and cops just wasn't what he was expecting.(st)
Roxanne who stands with James and Annemarie out of the way, swears loudly, feeling her cellular phone vibrate. She unclips it, flipping it open to read the urgent text message. Her face contorts into a frown, "M'boys say there's cops in tha area. I can get'em stalled ta buy us some time."
(james)
I know something's watching..... but I'm still not sure what.that was his last input back in the Tacoma
now they're on the street and closing
all hell's broken loose aheadBut mystery boy's on our side, help him out with TriggerHappyTV cause I'm going to pull Andrea outta the Bronco
a nod for Roxy, then James is on his way further into the alley, Crinos, little need for cover with the carnage already in full flow up ahead
(decker)
...There's a faint sense of misgiving. Mystery boy's on our side, James says. Decker isn't so easy to trust. But James was realmside, not him, and his info was secondhand at best. Watch yer back, is all he says. Hyde 'n me's gonna try ta git in closer from this side.
The iron-grey Hispo, feeling a touch exposed with the knowledge of some unseen "minor" threat on his back, pads quietly forward in the deserted umbral streets.
Keep an eye up above, Hyde.
(hyde)
*Hyde was moving in his birth form. The steel gray to Silence's iorn gray furr rippeling. The massive Godi has the "Godi bag" Dedicated and hanging at his left hip, but the Fenrir flail is out right now. Handel in one hand. CHain and ball held in the other. A nod to silence. He always watched "Up" and behind them.He moves with Decker to get closer* Watcher of the Eye.... that sounded like a name... or title of some sort...
(kemp)
~Ya want me in there? Okie dokie.~ And he was shifting to Crinos also. A dip in stance and he was dragging claws across the pavement. Using Razor Claws and heading for the action shooting at the bronco. Cops were on their own for now.(ruhiger)
Resist Battle ready Modi has spent time in the bronco preparing. After that, it's balls to the wall. Jukebox says to help the boy on their side, and that's where she heads. Little need for cover, and she's popping crinos.instant. There are some advantages to her breed, after all. With a silent snarl, she scraps her claws across the street on the run (Razor claws) and she's headed to help out the Mystery Boy - aimed for the nearest one firing on him.
(st)
Roxanne is on the phone, calling up her boys to buy the Eagles as much time as she can... A pistol in hand, but she isn't making any move to follow James or Annemarie.The Bum continues to watch, seemingly, unaffected by all the shifting and newly formed masses of the advancing werewolves. He seems particularly interested in the cop car.
Two of the gunmen are still wildly firing at the chocolate-brown crinos, relentlessly, as if they only thing they want to do it get it dead. The crinos doesn't seem to take to the slugs well, he is blown back away from the cop car. Tiny rivets of smoke rising up as the bullet wounds sizzle and burn into his flesh. He is starting to retreat, dropping to all-fours and trying to lumber away towards the park.
The Minor Threat continues to watch from above, following along the structure of the umbral buildings, focusing its eyes on Hyde and Decker, keeping up with them. They both feel their fur crawling with the unease of being watched. It starts to unnerve them more. The Fenrir will noticing the growing population of rat-spirits hovering nearby, darting in and out of shadowy alleys.
James has moved in to attack the gunman shooting at the overturned Bronco. Annemarie and Kemp are moving in crinos towards the other shooters. That leaves the remaining pack in the Umbra.... its a free for all.(decker)
As combat begins, the Modi's communications and orders dissolve into mere impressions, fleeting mind-thoughts that carry messages faster and more potently than the conscious sentences he'd normally form.He wants to stay put, watching the Umbral front. He's staying with James and the others in the Penumbral reflection, ready to step across if need be. Otherwise, though, he and Hyde were standing their ground -- at least until they were sure their packmates wouldn't need help. Then, the Umbral faction might move in search of their elusive 'minor threat.'
The watcher was still watching. It was making his skin crawl. And the rat-spirits were coming; he did not have the spiritual expertise to guess at what that might mean.
(hyde)
*Hyde stays with decker but looks to the Rats and asking them in SPirit speach what's going on and why they're all here.*(st)
The Gunmen are not difficult opponents. The Eagles hardly break a sweat as the men are mowed down with ease by the three Eagles. James' beats the living shit out of the gunmen in front of him, causing him to crumble in an unconscious heap onto the pavement, parts of his face caving in and swelling up from the beat down. Open cuts from the spike's tip leave open gashes torn across his eyes and cheeks.Kemp rwars on one of the others, tearing into the man with razor-sharp claws, tearing away the arm with the gun in hand. The gunman waves the bleeding stub in the air wildly as he tries to clammer into the car.
Annemarie attacks in a double swipe, nailing the second gunman across the shoulder and face, sending him back into the driver's seat of the car with a swipe of her left claw. That right claw misses completely as the man slumps down, she can feel the harsh bite of her own claws tearing away across her right bicep.
The chocolate-brown crinos is continuing to run into the park itself, moving away as quickly as his wounded body will allow him towards a decrepit fountain.
The rat-spirits in the umbra don't seem to overly concerned with Hyde much, a few of them darting off to run after the fleeing Garou. One of them stops to squeek at the Godi. ~Jackal's blood run a-ground~
Decker can see his pack has handle on the situation. That feeling of being watched grows stronger, it's right above him.
(decker)
Totemphone to Hyde: Got a Nightshade?(hyde)
*He tilts his head and shakes it* Spirits don't like to rest long in talens. I make them only when I think we'll need them. I've got a healing cheese ball...(deck)
He won't even ask. Then this'll be brute force. C'mon.With that the Modi turns and leaps like a spring uncoiling, pouncing against the side of the quasisolid umbral building. His claws sink in deep, the material stretching like rubber. He pauses a second for purchase and then begins to climb up the side of the building, watching -- and listening -- for any signs of their invisible stalker.
(kemp)
Not letting the man get away so fast. Snarling while swiping for him again. Sharp white teeth showing with the peeling back of his lips along his snot.(hyde)
*Hyde turns and springs with his packmate. The Fenrir flail slipping up his arm. SLAM the 3 fingered crinos hands taloned. Making his own hand holds as he ascends. Sniffing and smelling for the invisable attacker as well as listening and watching.*(am)
Blood splatters, and an equal portion of it is her own. Fucker. A glance at Kemp, and then she shoots over totem. This one still alive. Hyde can question. Running after the crinos.And she does exactly that.
(james)
one strike - and the TriggerHappyShooter aiming at the Bronco goes down
down but not totally out, and the incoming strike gets pulled with a frustrated roar
(..... I should obliterate you for what you were about to do.....)
the entirety of it's rolled into a vicious ball transmitting across the worlds
packmates Umbralside getting the proverbial earful as combat stretches on
warning thrown in sideways that their Watcher is closer, hovering like a fucking vulturegunmen down or on the immediate way - James turns his attention on the Bronco
depending on his packmates for furrysnarling backup as he slips back to birthform
clambering up onto the overturned SUV's side in search of the girl"An'rea?!"
(st)
Umbral Realm -- The Fenrir gain footholds on the umbral structure of the building, feeling it sink in slightly under their weights. Their eyes focused on the invisible spy that can't be seen with normal eyes. They can suddenly feel their perceptions heightened 'mystically' with the aid of their own totem, Eagle.What Decker and Hyde cannot see they can 'feel' the appropriate location of where to strike to grasp the creature.
--
Realmside -- A furious growl rises up from Kemp, snapping his jaws and sweeping his claws as he tears into the car and his victimn, bringing the roof of the car to crush down upon the man and impaling him on heavy shards of fiberglass. The passenger side caves in. The second gunmen tries to crawl out of the driver's side, screaming in horror and attempts to run away.
The bum is still sitting on the sidewalk, arms folded over his chest, eyes closed, as if asleep.
A homid James hits the overturned Bronco, managing to pull open the back door and crawl inside to finds an unconscious Andrea slumped over in the seat. Blood covers the side of her face, a wound brought on by impact with the shattered windshield. The battle feels like it should be over, but it isn't. Things are changing yet again as a stronger enemy begins to surface on the playing field, but its not anywhere near them. It's materialized in the park, hovering in the shadows of the fountain where Annemarie is chasing down the chocolate-brown crinos.
Annemarie runs after the escaping ally, he falters and slides to a halt near the fountain, panting heavily. She can hear the god-awful screeching of a feminine voice like a weeping woman, or a banshee. The darkness seems to explode from the waters of the fountain, as tendrils reach out for the fallen garou. The white sketal face of the apparition looming overhead with two black pits for eyes, and rivers of blood staining her mummified face.
(am)
She runs after the ally, without a thought of how she'll manage to communicate if she does manage to catch him. The screech assails her ears, and then the darkness explodes and reaches for the faltering garou. Totemphone fuckme the hell is THAT? but it doesn't slow her down, instead, it's a subtle shift of angle so that she doesn't knock the fallen ally into the apparition, but instead aims her tackle low and in such a way she intends to knock him out of the banshee's grip and way completely...(decker)
Step by step, he claws his way up the wall, sinking his talons in deep, dragging himself up like the world's biggest, hairiest, meanest rock climber. All the time he looks around, listens, sniffs.Nothing...
Nothing...
...something.Not many can hide from the eyes of the Eagle. And though the Fenrir can't see their target, they can feel it. Sense it. Clear as motherfuckin' day. And there's no hesitation. They must've communicated -- in instincts and impressions rather than words -- but it was near-instantaneous. As one, the Fenrir, Godi and Modi, leap upon their invisible 'minor threat'.
Decker goes for the right, using his teeth rather than his claws to get a hold, sinking all four hand/feetpaws into the spongey umbral building for balance and foothold.
(hyde)
*Instinctivly he and Decker turn and leap at the same time. Hide grabbing for Mr Invisable's left side as Decker goes for the right. Using their weight and strength to bear the fucker aginst the building........ hopefully.. if it's strong enough to hold up both of them.... well... they be fucked.*(kemp)
Chase the guy running or see what the hell was up with the old body of the bum laying there. Was he even alive? Just about slavering. What? What's what? He was in the middle of reaching for the bum when that came across the link. "Hey!"(james)
kid's slumped over but alive - good enough for him
James drags her from the Bronco and is moving to pass her off to Roxy for safe keeping
Fuck if I know but I'm not far behind
directions reversed to go to AnneMarie's aid(decker)
Meanwhile, simultaneously:Kemp, stay with tha fuckin' bum. James, stay where ya are 'n git Roxy ta git that fuckin' li'bility off our hands. Annemarie, fall back, NOW. Hyde 'n me're comin' in soon'as we take care'a Mr. Invisible.
(james)
Yeh Boss.
immediate change of course before he's too far away from Roxy(kemp)
What kind of alive person slept or lay though all that shooting like he was in a hotel on a bed full of quarters to keep it vibrating all night? "Hey, you!" Reaching out with a foot to nudge the bum.(am)
The order comes in mid flight - and quick contemplation has her guestimating that attempting to stop would not equal falling back as well as keeping going at the angle she is. And so that's what she does.And she catches the Choco-Crinos kid around the midsection, and the momentum of it all carries them past the apparition at the same time she flashes back Yessir, pulling back and she's is. With the Ally Kid in arms.
(st)
Umbral Realm-- Hyde and Decker jump in unison, coordination insanely accurate as they grab a hold of the invisible watcher. A pitiful, mewling shriek rises up from the small bane that appears in their claws/maws. Whip-thin and convulsing in a series of viper-like coils with tiny four tiny claws on the end. A large, bulbous eyeball with blinks, rapidly, over a small fanged mouth. It beats tiny, bat wings furiously as the Scryer bane sends its coiling limbs around Decker's mouth and Hyde's paw-hand.--
Roxy is moving quickly out of the alley to catch up to James and transfer Andrea over to her arms. She nods her head towards the fleeing gunman.
The bum snorts as Kemp kicks him, he opens his eyes, looking up at Kemp bleerily. "Wah ya want kid.. lemme sleep." waves a hand in the air. The bum smelled heinous, worse than Decker's beer farts, worse than a trash heap, worse than bathing in human filth for the past five years.
Annemarie slides into home-base to grab the kid, arm thrown around his midsection as she starts to pull back on the call of retreat. But the Fenrir isn't quick enough to get away from the looming apparition. Coils of shadows that make the frame of the woman's dress pull in on themselves sudden. Bony-claw hands draw up and curl gnarled fingers as they glow red-hot orange with fire. Annemarie can feel her fur sizzle as two balls of fire blast out to consume herself and the kid, smoldering over them.
A loud cackle cry of victory lifts up, voice gravel like nails over a chalk board as the apparition begins to fall back. ~Trouble born. Trouble scorn. Nothing Worth a bloodlines end~ her voice echoes eerily as she starts to retreat back into the shadows of the park.
As Annemarie falls back further, brushing away the fiery blast, she can feel the skin against her fur and the ally has grown smaller, holding the slump, charred body of a tall, muscular black teenager.
(kemp)
"Awfuckme. Whatcha mean, what do I want? Sumbitch, all this shit going on and you laying here like it's the fucking Motel 6. Can't fool me old man, ya ain't that out of it. Come on, get up. Ain't got time for crap."(decker)
No thought needed.
Wishbone.
Slow."Who sent you?" Garouspeech. "What the [fuck] is that in the fountain?"
Annemarie, fuck jus' went down?
(hyde)
*Hyde looks at the bane they've captured and shouts out in spirit speach* "WHO SENT YOU! AND WHAT THE FUCK WAS IN THAT FOUNTAIN!"*As he and his Packmate start to slowly wishbone the bane*
(am)
shitshitSHIT The apparition starts to fade, and the body in her arms grows smaller. The Modi knows dead weight when she feels it, and it's with regret that’s she shoulders the victim and heads back. Was already midgrab when your order came. Pulled back with the kid. Some thing.. spirit apparition something come outa the fountain, shot flame at the both of us. Said some shit about not worth a bloodline dead, and went back into the fountain. I'm alright. Killed the kid. Don't recognize him. Carrying him back now.(st)
The Scryer bane screeches out, tighting its coils around their mouth and hand. Tiny claws prick like an itch into fur, ~killing mother. mirror witch. weeping woman. lemme go lemme go lemme go~The bum begins to convulse with a series of heavy coughs, trying to pull his large, heavy frame up. He was wrapped in layers of obscure layers of clothes. Tufts of frizzy hair stick out from beneath his beanie cap, pulled down low over his bushy eyebrows. he wears a fat lady's moo moo under the a big trenchcoat. "Easy, kiddo, ain't done nothing. Just watching the show. Family and all, yannow." He gives Kemp a wink.
(kemp)
He must of pulled short straw before they came here cause he got stuck with stinky ass here. For a moment wondering if the bum was related to Kirk with the stench from him. "I ain't picking your ass up unless I gotta. But if that's what it takes, consider me your prom date." Frowning with the guy's words. "Watcha mean? Which one's your family and if they was, then why weren'tcha doing something to help?"(james)
"Get'r outta here."and once Andrea is secured in the Peroxide Fox's Escape Plan
only then does James turn to take in the currently escaping gunman
the one he took down likely has brain damage
that means their interrogation subject is fast retreating...... and there's a severed arm being utilized as a boomerang
(decker)
"Who sent you, what was in that fountain, why did it kill the kid and what does it want? Give us riddles again and we tear you in half."And if those claws creep a fraction of a millimeter deeper into his fur -- he'll pull.
(st)
The Scryer bane continues to writhe, digging and scratching. ~i tell i tell.~ The giant eyeball comes right up to look into Decker's hispo face, ~mother kills.mirror witch.woman weeps. all i know!! lemme go lemme go lemme go. wants the children. boy. girl. Worth.. holy mary, full of grace, ye thou i fly through the valley of death. so. mary, had a little wolf.. whose fleece was full of shit~--
The child transferred, Roxanne is wasting no time to exit the scene. She looks at her phone as it rings again. "Hurry up, Eagles, ain't much longer til the cops come." She yells at them, running quickly into a side street.
The bum looks up at Kemp, chuckling, "Whaddya look like the president?" he pulls back his left sleeve, showing Kemp a BG glyph tattoo to his inner wrist, "'Gnawer, boy, I'm too old to do wrestle with youngin's like that. Ya'll did a job well."
And.. the apparition is gone.
Oh.. and the gunman that was trying to flee.... hits the pavement after a flying severed arm hits him in the back of the head.
(decker)
Silence pulls.(hyde)
*Holding the tenticle in one hand hyde reaches over and grabs the little wings in the other and with Decker, WISHBONES that thing.Maybe the wings can be used in a future rite.... *
(james)
brow cocks as the boomerarm hits true
..... that wasn't wholly expected
there's a nod to Roxy's parting call and James is jogging towards the stunned gunman
picking him up to save for questioning
Kemp, grab the one I downed first.... he may have enough braincells left to answer questions
likely not
(st)
The two Fenrir pull on the Scryer bane, feeble little creature that it was, too weak to sustain the damage is pulled apart on the Wishbone pull.(decker)
Afterwards, there's a low growl underlying every word as the Modi half-climbs, half-slides down the side of the building. "That make any fuckin' sense to ya?" He puts a massive handpaw on the Godi's even more massive shoulder, waiting for Hyde to lead them across the Gauntlet.Once they begin to cross, he'll snapshift into breed form.
(am)
She might be tempted to dump the body - but there's no way that she can leave a garou body around. She' beats feet back with him still over her shoulder, in time to see the amazing boomerang arm action take down the one she left for questioning.Nice always one to appreciate ingenuity. On her way by, she does a quick check of the vehicles to make sure they'd got everyone...
(kemp)
"Yeah, I'm the fucking fan club president and you're coming with me before the cops get here. I got questions and you got the answers. Awfuckme, do I take this Gnawer guy or the one ya knocked down?(st)
The bum shrugs his shoulders, digging his hands into his coat pockets. "Kiddo, I ain't sure you got time to question me. Cops'll be here soon. Ya wanna hang around for that?"(hyde)
*He climbs down too* Seems they wanted the girl and a boy... wolf was full of shit.. sounds like the dark crinos when we arrived? Maybe another? A black kid perhaps?
*Dropping he takes a moment to shake off his hands and shifts to homid and nods to Decker as he leads them across*Mirrior witch could be one of the Lords of Malefast? Wyrm Hiarchy isn't my specilty.(kemP)
"Fuck no, I'm gonna take you with me. Duh." He'd touched worse things. "Or one of the others, they might ask in their own special way." Shrugging one shoulder. "Your call man."(james)
Tell him the Gnawer Elder wants to speak with him, get up off the curb and follow.
(decker)
"Fuck's that Mary shit all about?"--the conversation is interrupted, and for a second even the totemlink is severed. Then, pop, the two Fenrir reappear on the realmside of things, the Modi rolling his neck to loosen the bones. Standing at the mouth of some alley or other, he surveys the scene. What a fuckin' mess. There was a bad taste in his mouth. They'd done what they came to do, but it felt like they opened a can of worms while they were at it.
Take everythin' that ain't dead 'r askin' ta be killt. 'N I don't trust that fuckin 'Bone Gnawer'.
(kemp)
Nodding faintly before speaking again to the bum. "Gnawer Elder says he wants to speak to you and to get up off the curb and follow me."(st)
Nodding faintly before speaking again to the bum. "Gnawer Elder says he wants to speak to you and to get up off the curb and follow me."(hyde)
*Hyde motions* Decker Can you um.. *He waves his hand and punches though the window of a parked SUV* START this thing?? We need more than the truck to get all these people out of here.(kemp)
"Ya stink." Wrinkling his nose with one eye on the bum and reaching for the downed man James took out. "Come on."(st)
The bum doesn't say another word, looking around as he tucks his head down, a submissive position and follows after Kemp.(decker)
Decker grimaces, flicking a glance at the SUV that Hyde just broke into. "'s been years. I kin try."He moves toward said SUV, but his eyes are fixed on the bum, scowling. Fucker just stank too much. People don't stink so much unless something was wrong with them. Physically. Or spiritually.
Yanking the door open, the Modi finally tears his thunderhead glare from the bum, bending over backwards like a limbo dancer trying to get under the low pole. He wedges himself in under the steering wheel, pounding the shielding loose with the side of his fist. He starts trying to hotwire the SUV.
(am)
Sees them working with the car, and glances at Hyde. Fuck that, I'm driving. And she shoves the kid in the backseat, unceremoniously. Have to get him ditched somewhere where he won't turn up again,. lest Imogen have to do some fancy footwork. again.(decker)
...and comes up a second later, a gleam in his eye as the SUV roars confidently to life."Shit, I known it was this easy I woulda replaced 'Gen's car all by my lonesome," he says, pulling open one of the back doors. The scowl's back again as he glares at the bum. "Git in."
He steps away as Ruhiger comes up to drive, fishing the keys to his Tacoma out of his pocket.
(kemp)
He was making sure the bum got in the SUV. Dead bodies shouldn't bother him with the smell coming off him. Next shoving the unconscious shooter in too.(st)
The bum doesn't meet Decker's eyes, shrinking away under the heated glare. He crawls into the far back seat, curling up and smelling like shit. Someone better drive with the windows down.(hyde)
*Hyde growls still worked up from the fight* MINE!
*He gets in and jacks the seat back. FUCK if the Godi was getting stuck with no leg room again. His eyes flicker and he channeles one of his not so distant ansestors who knew how to drive* Heh.... Gunter... heh.....(am)
All the pow's. Hyde. The dead body. The stinky gnawer.And Hyde being pissy. Yeah. Step turn, fall into step with Silence. Shotgun.
(all taken to the eagle's old factory packhouse for interrogation, wolf had to bail, all rolls in file proper)
[cont'd in barking chain follow-up]
Posted by james at July 27, 2005 12:00 AM