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Rogues RP
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Matrix sat on the tree, throwing knives at random animals and humans that were unlucky enough to be in her view. She was quite bored, and needed something to do.
The petite woman continued her search throughout the deserted town, walking on the remains of pavement there what she assumed was up to a thousand years ago due to the aging and the appearance of advancements known at the time. Her walking once again halted as she heard a nearby twig snap, immediately snapping her neck in the direction and extending her palm, sending a wave of telekinetic energy towards it. Once the wave hit its target, it was blown back with the utmost force and slammed into a wall about ten yards away. It was a stray dog. The woman gasped at this; yes she was a Rogue, but she had a soft spot for animals. She rushed over to it, kneeling beside it. "I'm sorry." the woman apologized, gently stroking its matted fur as it laid in pain. "You'll be in a better place now, little one." she cooed as she raised her right hand before twisting her wrist whilst clenching her fist shut, snapping its neck telekinetically.


•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
"By the way.... heard that we got some gov. dogs fresh on the hunt." Synch says quietly, staying close to Albafica



"you were too correct"

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•



"you were too correct"

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
"Welcome, Ma'am, how may I help you!" A happy and cheery voice greeted him as he smiled lightly and conversed with the salesclerk in low tones. Within the hour, he had acquired Lavender and Valerian, and when his eye caught a plant he rarely saw being sold, Sleeping Nightshade was also added to his purchase. With a half-hearted promise to come back, Albafica stored his wares in a small satchel and squinted over the milling population to see if he could spot Synch again.

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•



"you were too correct"
Kodi laughed, “Yeah it’ll stop a bullet easily, But it’ll hurt like hell” he said while standing up. He followed Hughes lead but instead of running down he hardened himself and rolled down like a boulder.
Spinning around in a small circle, Albafica could make a small glimpse of Synch's mask but before he could move towards his teammate, was bumped out of the way by other pedestrians. "Sorry, coming through. Move, I'm bi. Get outta the way." He muttered under his breath as he pushed his way towards Synch flinching each time someone bumped up against him

•°. * иσвℓє ρυяρℓє * .°•
•°. * тнє вєαт σf ℓανєи∂єя є¢нσєѕ σи, ι'м иσт α ωιт¢н σя αиутнιиg * .°•
•°. * яє∂ αи∂ gяєєи тяυℓу gσ ωєℓℓ тσgєтнєя * .°•
Thorne watched as Hudges and some of the others began their way down the hill. "We climb up the hill... just to roll back down fifteen minutes later?" he complained. Shortly after, motioned his arms from being extended to forming a tight circle in front of his chest. In the motion, he'd surrounded some of the air and water moisture around himself and descended the hill on a make-shift cloud.
Nico grumbled at Klifton. "If you're useless and you don't fight, why are you even a Bounty Hunter? I've never heard of someone who doesn't fight but takes up a job like this." she scorned, tsking afterwards in distaste. She watched as Thorne and the others descended the hill in various ways, though couldn't say any of the methods were emotionally triggered and therefore couldn't replicate their powers. "Crap." she muttered.
As time shifted, the same woman had scoured through most of the desolate town. She eventually came to her final destination and only place left for her huntee to hide, a loft above an abandoned bar. For dramatic effect, she knocked lightly on the door then took a step back and extended her hand, palm facing the door, at her chest level. With this, she telekinetically blasted through the door and stepped through immediately afterwards. "Social Services, this is Luciana." she called out sarcastically, chuckling at her own joke some following the statement. The clicking of her heels echoed in the near-empty loft until she'd stopped walking after spotting a figure hiding behind a wardrobe door. "What are you doing, silly pumpkin head?" she cooed with a sinister smile, squinting her eyes afterwards causing the wardrobe doors to fling open.
Inside was a man no older than thirty huddled in the corner of it, trembling. "I don't know if you heard me; my name's Luciana but you can call me Lucy." she introduced, stepping a bit closer to the male. "Now, I'm supposed to be doing this with a partner, but I didn't feel like waiting for them. So I'm here alone!" Her tone of voice clearly sarcastic in a sinister way, the man's trembling increased as she inched nearer. The Rogue stopped walking to brush down her checker-print skirt. "Don't worry, honey. I'll make this as painless as possible." she finished with a smile, clenching her fist behind her back. The man eventually loosed up in his body movements and his mouth began hanging open though no audible sound emitted from his mouth. In one final move, the man placed his hand over his heart before stopping all movements and taking one final breath. Lucy had stopped his heart with Telekinesis. "Oh no! He was found dead from a heart attack! He was so young too."

Matrix hopped down from the tree and placed her hands on her hips. “You know what... I’m going to set up camp.” She said, before raiding a nearby store and going to the woods.