They say that you can't take down a warrior unless you are one the two guys that captured me aren't warriors they just used liquid nitrogen wasn't to smart to do that cause that only stops me temporarily when I get feeling in my legss there not gonna be to alive they took my coat and my sword throwing them over a chair like they were toys...big mistake......

*Two guys walked down the alley from different directions and nodded one of them spoke up* Do you know who this catch is *the other guy shook his head* no the boss said they called and they said they got this guy and we are suppose to come get him.....its wierd though I called down here to tell them we are on our way and nobody answered...*the other guy shrugged* lets just get him and get out of here *they pulled there guns out and pressed a brick and a number pad came out they dialed in the password and then the door slid open they flipped the lightswitch but the lights didn't come on one of the guys walked forward* ha...ugggghhh *the other guy sat in the doorway*...Frank *Frank fell backwards into the other guy* what the *he looked up* holy hell its.......*silence fell on him as he fell down with his friend both bodies sling in the doorway and silver eyes peer out the door into the alley and then a figure walked out the door and looked to the night sky he jumped over a high wall as if it was a small hurdle and then landed on the other side in a street light his silver hair flew in the wind his silver eyes flashed you could see his perfect muscular features were visible through the dark blue sleeveless shirt and somewhat through his black pants on his upper arm a tattoo only vampires know as a sign of the daywalkers around his whole body was a black leather trenchcoat around his waist is a belt which holds his broad sword in a glass scabbard with a etching of a rose vine on it and a odd looking sawed-off shotgun on the other side* lets just try to figure out who the boss is here that wants to put a bounty on my head *he walked down the street watching all the movement around him*

-in a nearby club-

Alex danced like her body was made of wind, stifening slightly as she felt the familiar prickle at the back of her neck as she realized she was being watched particulary hard by a fellow at the bar. she returned to her table, downed what was left in her glass and headed for the door, picking up her hat, an old victorian top hat that fell to cover her ears and her ravens black hair streaked with bright white , and her jacket a silk black with red lining. she knew she looked a sight, straight out of the old world by her clothes, yet being attacked by the modern industrial world by the odd hair and odd jewlery. truth was, she didnt care, she loved the way she looked, things had been confined in italy where she'd come from, so here it was nice to express her individuality. as she headed out of the club she took in a deep breath of fresh night air, only to have it sut short by a rude bump in her side. she hissed and immediately reached for the two gilt vambraces at her wrists which held thin daggers. checking the instinct to reach out and attack whatever had hit her she instead fought to fall out of her all too familiar fighting stance and adress the man who had bumped into her.

((i realize i just jumped into this rp, and if you dont want me to play, just ignore my post...))

OOC: no problem make your way in anyway you like

*Peacemaker stopped and looked at the girl he too was in a fighting stance but then quickly shook it off and looked to the girl pulling his trenchcoat around his weapons* sorry miss I didn't mean to run into you *he nodded with his apology* I was in a bit of a hurry and you just came out of that club and you just caught me by suprise *Peacemaker watched the club door as people walked out*

she cuaght the sight of his sword just as he was pulling his coat around him and raised an eyebrow, snapping to attention when he began talking.

"oh..no no no..it was my fualt, i wasnt paying attention..." her vioce trailed off as she looked down the street at several men running in thier direction. her eyes went wide, she wasnt sure, but there was a chance it was she they were running towards. had her father sent someone already?! she hurredly looked back at the stranger and appologized agian, quickly moving to cross the street.

From a bikerclub, just a few yards away, a big, brutish guy, came out, with one hand raising another guy up in the air. The big guy had long, black, messy hair, a large black messy beard, and wore sunglasses with circular glasses, a black leatherjacket, revealing a shirt with the name of some noisy band scrawled on it, black jeans, chains tied around his body, and finally military boots.

"For the last time, punk", the big guy said. "No one messes with Mords bike. NO ONE!!", he said and threw the guy out on the street. He walked over to him, kneeled down, took the cigar out of his mouth and put it out in the forehead of the guy, who was of course screaming out in pain.

"Sissy", Mord said and punched him out. He then rose to his feet again and took a look at his surrondings. He saw some freak with silverhair and a girl with a victorian hat, and a lot of men running towards them. "Another of those strange nights", Mord muttered to himself.

*Peacemaker glanced back to the group of men coming towards them then looked to Mord then back to the group of people relizing they were vampires from their distinct tattoos Peacemaker walked out into the street with girl then turned around and looked to the group of vampires that were after the girl and caught one by the neck as they attempted to run past him the other stopped to help their friend. Peacemaker spun a silver spike out of his coat and then slammed it in the guy he had a hold of and watched him burn to ash then spun it around and stabbed into another one and then he quickly hid the spike and spun his sword out slashing another through the middle and then looked as the last guy started running away Peacemaker pulled another silver stake and threw it at the running guy hitting him in the back and watching him burn to ash and then turned back towards the girl* problem solved *Peacemaker looked to Mord then to the piles of black ash and then back to the girl* why are they after you?

Mord looked at the guy who were tossing around silver spikes and saw the persons falling to the ground burning, the flames showing reflection in his sunglasses. What a show off, he thought and chuckled. Youngsters nowadays...

He opened a beer can and began drinking it. Humans, most likely. There hasn't been a lot of us since the damn suckers reinforced their numbers. I oughtta leave this stinking hellhole before it becomes quarantined, he thought and took a few more gulps of his beer.

The guy on the road looked up again and bared his fangs and hissed. What the fuck... ? Another of them?!, he thought and pointed his doublebarred shotgun at its face. "I don't think so, buddy", he said and pulled the trigger, watching as its brain splashed out on the ground.

Damn, I love my dragonbreath bullets...

alex looked at both men and grinned a chessire cat smile, tipping her hat to them. "i thank you for the help...but i really must be leaving." she tuned and walked brskly down the street praying they wouldnt follow. she knew the one with silver hair had questions and she really couldnt answer them. she felt her tongue around her mouth a moment to make sure she wasnt 'showing' and looked around her. she had recognized the group father had sent for her, and almost morened thier quick death, but, she would have done the same. there was no way she would be going back to him.

*Peacemaker glanced at Mord and then jumped up to the roof of the building and followed the girl across the rooftops he did have questions for her and he also sensed a feeling of mourn in her for killing the group he shrugged it but he silently jumped the roofs watching her*

alex traveled another three miles, walking quickly before she stopped and glared up at the man, she knew his name, it was easy enough to pull from what knowledge he left unguarded in his mind.

stop following me. trouble comes from it, and you can even fathom the half of it... her vioce was soft and low in her mind. she didnt know if he knew what she was before, but now he did, she wondered if he would kill her for it. did he kill all vampires assuminghtem evil? she had met more than one person whom had tried.

*Peacemaker looked at her* I only kill the vampires that try to genocide the humans or mess with a female or me *Peacemaker flipped off the building and landed in front of the girl* and really I have fought worst things that you could not dream of I have even fought the Grim Reaper himself *Peacemaker looked at her* I just got out of being caught and now I am in search of the bounty layer that put a price on my head

alex continued to walk, knowing he would keep up. she sighed and looked at him. "well thats all fine and such, but i didnt ask for your resume..." she grimaed knowing that even though she could have handled the others on her own, he had helped her. and there was a distinct chance that thier meeting handnt been an accident. her mother was a gypsy, and she had been tuaght not to forego debts, and that nothing was coincidence. she thought a moment then stopped walking to look at him.

"listen peacemaker, your trouble and so am i, which menas we really shoudlnt be cuaght together." she tiled her head to the side and thought agian. "what do you know about this 'bounty layer'?" she wondered if it was indeed the same that her father did buisiness with, if so, she owuld give him what information she had, and be on her way. it was a fair thing to do, for his help from before.

*Peacemaker walked up next to the girl and looked at her* his code name is Zix I am not quite sure what his real name is but they are smarter then most bounty hunters cause most would try to take me by force when these bountyhunters took me by freezing me with liquid nitrogen *Peacemaker looked at the girl then over her shoulder* by the way you should always keep your senses tuned but not all just to one person *Peacemaker flipped a silver stake out and hit a vampire as he was jumping off the roof onto them but only got showered by black ash* you were being followed since th club *Peacemaer picked his spike up and quickly hid it in his trench coat*

She rolled her eyes and looked at him. “his name,” she gestured at the ash. “was Gregori, he was sent by my father. I was trying to decide whether you were a threat, and tuned myself to you. They make no difference.” She knew they were sent to retrieve her, but that they wouldn’t be permited to kill her. She walked a bit, tipping her hat in respect to gregori’s remains and looking at the sky. She had another two hours or so before she needed to seek shelter, she had been at one place for awhile, before they had found her. She was without houve tonight though.

“Zix…yeah I think I recognize that. His real name is Miqueal Visiznesvich. He works for one of da’s little organizations…” she thought a moment and recalled something about new Orleans. “I think you can find him in particular around the new Orleans French quarter…but I cant be sure.”

*Peacemaker stopped* New Orleans???? *Peacemaker smirked and watched the girl as she countinued to walk away Peacemaker looked to the ash and shrugged and walked down into a alley and stopped* Miqueal Visiznesvich *Peacemaker ran out of the alley and looked to the girl and then jumped to the rooves and headed back to where he killed the two bountyhunters*

alex couldnt help herself, she stopped and looked after him, pursing her lips slightly in thought. she really should look for shelter...but her fathers business was as much hers as his, and she wanted to know why this peacemaker was so intent on tracking down those who had hunted him. most would have merely avioded them altogether. she grinned and let herself fade into the shadows moving just as quick as he, like a light feminine shadow of his, and into the ash littered cage he had been kept before. she knew he could sense her there, that he had known her there from the start she had begun to follow him. instead she stayed a shadow and merelt moved about behind him, looking around the complex.

why are you choosing to pursue this? Miquel is rather dangerous from what ive heard...why not just evade them and soon enough it will lie down...?

*Peacemaker looked around the room* I hate when people get in my face and I am not worried about a mere person *Peacemaker looked through the papers on the desks for any items of finding his bounty layer* I have grudges when it comes to people messing with me *Peacemaker looked to the restraints that he was held in earlier*

she swept around the room, a traveling shadow and luaghed, dancing on the walls. she looked over his shoulder and broke a filing cabinent. "you know i can help you right?" she faded back into solid forma nd wondered slightly why she was offering herself to this man.

*Peacemaker looked at her* I thought you didn't want to be near me or anybody *Peacemaker looked at her and then kicked a table over and sat on a small filing cabinet* the only bountyhunters that have ever been able to catch me and they are practically clean other then receipt to some casino *Peacemaker flipped a casino chip in the air and looked to the girl*

alex luaghed and grabbed the chip. "make you a deal peacemaker, find me a place to crash tonight, and i'll find out more about this place..." she took off her hat and put the chip inside and looked at him. "and the reason ims ticking around, is cuase ive nothing better to do, and your intresting..." she luaghed and jumped up, waling on the cealing.

( Y'all left mord all alone....>.> I'll bother him ! If it's alright that I join...)

: The being many knew as simply Mercury , stood blankly as he watched a shower of white and gray matter spray all over a brick wall , the rolling porcelain shaped teeth came to the base of his dock martins and he simply bent down and picked the teeth up , calmly slipping them in his pocket as he rounded the corner with a little yawn, he wore what many called a different style, a turtleneck under a dark brown hoodie , the turtle neck being tugged down , his hair was more of a liquid blonde than any other color , and his eyes held a silver radiance , one reason being the high iron count that had been replaced with transitioned mercury. His figure was stretched and lithe , taller the most people , 6'4" , his weight was a bit suprising for his size , 300lbs , considering that mercury is denser than iron , this might not be such a suprise. His legs were wrapped in tight denims. He wore two rings on each middle finger , four rings on his left hand ring finger , a index "crusher" ring , and of course a spiked bracelet with spikes of glossy white all about the leather. He was indeed a bounty hunter , after someone , but bah , he wasn't about to rush around killing random people....

He carried two weapons on his person , the ever popular Taurus Raging Bull with its massive 454 cassull round , it could take down a five hundred pound rhino easy , thus he figured it could drop a simply bounty , his right hip held a knife support , black with classic throwing knives , made of petrified steel , his hoodie drew far enough down to cover the holders over his turtleneck , holding the raging bull of course , the other side holder held a very infamous weapon, take two 500 magnum revolvers , cut off their hands , make a single double barrel , and fix a single mount handle with double action hammers , and you get the Double barrel 500 magnum. Meant to be supported my a massively strong creature , it indeed was being support by one. Finally , the last weapon was a sphinx 3000 pistol , holding 16 36carbine bullets , more of a rifle shell , the gun was pre-fabricated with stronger mounts just for the shot. He chuckled a bit swerving his head under the barrells of the shotgun canting his head a bit. " Nice gun , pard'nor." His accent was a blatant cajun hint , over drawn words , some words sounding like that had A's in them when they didn't , and of course , every Y was nearly replaced with a J sound , just another thing about the odd man that stood next to this massive male , Mord.:

[ And if you want , Just call my dude Bounty , that's what everyone else calls him. Tell me if you want me to leave , or just ignore me , whatever...]

Mord looked at the huge person with a self-assured smile. "Sure thing. doublebarred. Semi-automatic. Dragonbreath bullets. If this darling doesn't get them, nothing will", he said and nodded smilingly to himself and padded his beloved gun. He took another gulp of his beer and looked back to the person.

"So, who are you? My name's Mord, or at least, that's what I'm called. I've drunken too much to remember my real name", he said with a low chuckle. Disturbing fella, Mord thought. I wonder if he can be trusted. He's freakin' huge! And that odd outfit... ahh well... I'll trust this guy over the fangs any day... assuming he isn't one of them...

"By the way, I'm going to have to ask you to open your mouth. Slowly. can't be too certain at these times. I wan't to make certain you aren't one of 'em. The neckbiters. I'll be damned if I ever let one of them sneak up on me", he said and held a firm grip of his gun, prepared for any quick and daring moves.

" I can assure joo , I am no vampiro...Much to....demonic for zhat." Bounty's lips parted , opening through porcelain teeth , slowly the depths of his mouth would show , silver , or was that mercury , it was in his throat , pretty much all over his mouth , but he had no fangs. He shut his mouth half way to get in a word to the other man " See ? "

He had done his business first , now it was time for the introduction. " My name is Aaron , but joo may call me...Bounty." He nodded his head a bit and shut his mouth , a single eye moving first , then the second to the near steaming barrel of the shotgun the man held , soon he looked away and canted his head , his right hand moving to his back to draw out his wallet from his back pocket.Upon a few moments of digging , he had drawn out a folded sheet of paper and oppened it up. " Have joo seen dis man ? " He held it up blankly , the figure upon the paper had silvery hued hair , his eyes being of a metallic color , and a few profile listings were listed at the bottom. Indeed , Bounty was not a hunter , He was a machine for killing , large for his build , he could take down opponents twice his size if threatened , and of course if that didn't work , solidified mercury would be an excellent cutter of flesh and bone , easilly lowering his opponent down to size. His eyes twitched to mord's face , having to cant his head down a bit to see the other male , his breath silent as he waited. " any idea at all ?"

What a freak..., Mord thought, as he examined the person closer. Well... as long as he isn't going to try any stupid tricks with me, I suppose I can deal with it.

He looked at the picture the person was holding forth and sighed. "Yep. But he... began jumping the rooftops...", Mord said and chuckled. "Mind if I ask why you're looking for him?". Mord ol' boy, you're letting your curiousity getting the better of you again. All it will do is land you in trouble. You got enough on your hands with securing you own survival in these harsh times, he thought and sighed again.

He didn't lower his guard any bit, his eyes still examining the stranger closely behind his sunglasses. The word "demonic" hadn't exactly calmed him. After all, just because he wasn't a vampire it didn't mean he wouldn't be capeable of having cruel intentions, and Mord valued his life and intended on defending it with all his strength and will. He would put up a decent fight, if he should ever meet his end in combat, and he certainly was far too proud to be struck down from behind or caught unprepared. He was a warriorborn.

" I search for him...to..bring him a prezent...A prezent of death." He gave a low chuckle and nodded softly. " But fear not , joo are in no danger...unless joo provide hostility." He nodded lightly as he flipped the picture around and folded it up again before tucking it into his wallet and sliding his wallet back into his pocket. He let a shift come to him as he looked down at the other male. " What direction vuz he headed ? " He canted his head lightly , more or less in curiousity of the situation. " Vus he with anyvone ?" He gave the other male a slight glare , seeming to inspect if the male was lying or not , his left hand resting at the base of his hoodie , his hand stuck in the pocket , more or less for nothing , but some would take it as a hostility , and it very welll could have been , considering a creature that turned into a monster with nineteen blades built into its being , Indeed , Bounty was on the hunt , and had to know more of detail about his target.

*Peacemaker nodded* sure you can stay at my place *Peacemaker smirked and walked back out the door and looked around the alley and then walked out into the street he ran acrosss the streets and walked the alleys to the warehouse yards*

OOC: sorry Jonas your avatar is freaking me out j/k :pokey: its just I couldn't seem to get you in the story at the time but now Angelo got you in and I thank you for that

-Does the Dr.Evil dance- YEAH ! Angelo owns.......wait.....I'm angelo ! I own ! ......Yeah.>.> I just felt sorry for jonny-boy with his fugly avatar. XD)

OOC - It's ok, peacemaker... I'm in again... we're rolling My avatar wont change anytime soon, though. I think he's such a charmer

And thanks to Angelo, for helping me out here. You're a kind spirit. Or, actually, you're not, but I'm ok with that, so I'll happily play along with your wicked schemes :icon10:

IC - Mord looked at the strange person with a wondering expression for a while, before answering him. "I might tell you in which direction he took off... if... you tell me why you want to "give him a present of death". I'm not going to tell you without knowing. And save your plotting, sadistic crap for someone who's impressed by it. It doesn't really make me want to tell you, you know", he said in a harsh and straight on voice, still keeping close watch of the persons movements.

He could think of a billion things he would rather do than talking with thise slimy shitbag, but he would try to be patient and see if this would lead to something just slightly reasonable. Truth be known, he was a bit unnerved by his presence, though he sure hid it well. Showing fear in the presence of a potential enemy is dangerous and humiliating for a man of his stature. And he wasn't any more afraid, than he would still grind him with a chainsaw or make an interesting puzzle game out of his head with his shotgun, if it had to come to that. He wasn't some weakhearted pussy, after all.

I wonder what kind of creature that... thing really is, he thought. Though on second thought I'll probably be happier off not knowing. Ignorance is a bless, after all.

He glanced at the mysterious person. "Well, what'll it be, hotshot?".

He chuckled and shook his head " I have been called to do a job...It is my purpose , now , do joo know vhere he vus headed or not ? " He canted his head one last time , stone serious , his left hand delved a bit deeper into that pocket as he made a bit of a face of ill-patience as he watched the other male , his eyes were changing of color , from a liquidy silver color , to a solid blue , the iris was spreading out , covering more of the white , it seemed like he was loosing patience ever quickened , he made an exaggerated grunt and tapped his boot a few times in wait , his curiousity not good enough to wait for long , he needed and answer and he was sick of the questions...

This human wastes time to frequently , Another obstacle in my way to the target....bad informants... He crossed a single arm across his chest soon enough , lacing his fingers halfway around the tricep and bicep of the other arm as he watched the other male with now blank eyes , gritting his teeth in his mouth audibly , the sound of steel on steel soon coming as he waited for the man to answer , impatience ever growing.

alex followed peacemaker near the warehouses, walking verticaly on a wall above him. she luaghed lsightly and looked at him. "you sure area quick to invite a vamp into your home..sure im safe?" she said this jokingly then frowned a bit. "you live in a warehouse?" truth was she saw no problem with this, she just wanted to make sure they werent heading into something other then a nice place to stay, the sun would be up soon enough.

Mord spat in the ground and looked up at the strange person. "Well... that's just not good enough. Sorry dude, but I guess that's it, then. I wont be responsible for innocent people getting killed. Besides, I still like humans way better than freaks like you. It was nice talking to you, but I suggest you leave now, before things become.... ugly", he said and moved a couple of steps backwards, as keen on his surrondings as an owl.

He felt his heart beating and the adrenaline pump through his body. He had unconsciously already assumed his fighting stance, and his hand was ready to point and fire the shotgun faster than John Wayne in all those corny western movies.

I hate my big mouth...

It was not long before his right arm moved back , grasping the gas tank of Mord's bike , he grinned wide and jerked his arm forward , moving back , the back tire was lifted up first and finally it came from the ground , it twisted around at a speed one couldn't exactly believe , the back tire stopped at the point of Mord's nose. This was more of a protectant against the shotgun , Mord was a human , thus the explosion [ If he chose to fire] would kill him , and only harm Bounty. He chuckled and slowly drew up his left hand , coated in what seemed mercury now , slowly the fingers became mercury and silver solidified to points , the fingers dug into the gas tank and ripped a few small holes in it , his left hand coming down pulling out a silver zippo.

" Human , I suggest you comply.......Before this really does get ugly.."

He canted his right wrist back to let the gas keep from pouring out , but one could not doubt that a big , flaming , ton sized bike slamming into a human full force from a freak would leave the human a bit more than hurt. He scowled a bit , the mercury was pressuring the back of his teeth , his eyes now fully coated in that mercury , the liquid metal slowly ran down his cheeks in a slow manner as he twitched a big , his hoodie stressed by the blade along his tricep, begging to break the false flesh and tear the human A'two.

*Peacemaker looked at her* safer then being in the sun *Peacemaker smirked and looked to a warehouse* and yes I do live ing a warehouse basically cause they don't burn *Peacemaker smiled again and opened the door to the warehouse and walked into a warehouse with millions of weapons on the wall and a 1970 Dodge Charger* it works

she grinned and walked in on the cealing, jumping down to walk on aheah of him. "so where do you sleep? and..further more, where do i sleep?" she ran a finger along a small '22 handgun and grinned picking it up. it was a rather small weapon, but fit her hand perfectly. she lusghed and aimed it playingly at a window.

*Peacemaker pointed to the catwalk office* I sleep up there and in those doors right there are several bedroom with bathrooms bed and tv *Peacemaker pointed to the other doors* and the other door next to it is a kitchen in case you want something from there

Mord looked furiously at the freak, who was now messing with his bike. Uhh... I oughtta do this freak... every fiber in my body calls for bloodshed.... but... the fact that he can blow the flesh from my bones with my own bike should call for hesitation. He has power, as I assumed. Much power... he can probably even survive the blow.

His teeth were closed in an almost beastial expression, but he could still see this wouldn't lead to anything. He was unaware of what to do, so he hesitated for a while, considering his options. Sometimes, discretion IS the better part of valor, and surely it is better to live to fight on, that to waste a life to pride, he thought, though not exactly thrilled with the situation.

Behind his sunglasses, his eyes suddenly widened up, as he got an idea. It was a desperate one, but mayhaps it could work. Not too willing, he looked up at the person and prepared himself to make his decision.

"He was chasing a woman with a victorian hat. They ran that way", he said and pointed out the (right) direction.

I sure hope you know what you're doing, ol' boy...

she smiled and skipped up the stairs. "thank you...really, i mean, it makes no differance if i help you, but your sharing your home with me...so thanks..." she tossed her hat in the air, changed to shadow and grabbed it, darting to the back of the warehouse.

He gave a small grin as the streams receeded up his cheeks and slowly faded back into his eyes , the true color now showing through. " Thanks for joor.....change of heart." He focused a bit and a thin glaze of that metal substance covered the holes and re-shaped the gas-tank , he dropped the bike a few inches from mord's foot and gave a solemn nod. " A victorian woman...Interesting..." He turned his head to look in the direction of where mord had pointed and nodded a bit , vowing to search the entire city , or gain a new informant....He never trusted a single person , but there was always one way to track a single vampire , the nosferatu gave off a film where it travelled , thus he would follow it as soon as he could discover it...He glanced to the human with a curious stare. " Looking to make some money ? " He rose a single eyebrow and glanced down at mord's bike , pondering , knowing it would be a bit faster than walking , and of course a bit more badass , he chuckled and flipped the zippo in his left hand shut , he slowly put the zippo away and chuckled a bit. " If joo are....I've got twelve hundred on me at the moment , if I may "borrow" your bike."

He shook his head. "It's not for sale. You got what you wanted. Now, be a good boy amd get outta my hair", he answered coldly, not interested in spending any more time in this creepy fellows company. Jeeez, is that "guy" staying here forever??

Mord figured him for some freaky kind of assasin, and if he didn't dislike him sufficiantly, he could also despise him for being an assasin, as he held assasins in generel in low regard. Making money from stabbing people in the back and fighting without honor or pride, oftentimes not caring for who and why they have been assigned to kill someone. They just remove another life like they were ordering fries at a freaking MC Donalds. But he actually felt like he already had sufficiant hate for the strange person. Any more would just top it over and make him do something stupid and vain, and you only get to make so many mistakes before it catches up with you.

*Peacemaker sighed and walked to the warehouse office and into a lavish dpjo based room and layed on the bed for a sec then got up and then walked out of the office he wasn't even sure why he had a bed he hasn't used it since he bought it he walked back into the warehouse and jumped to the ground floor and looked to the weapons on the wall then he walked to a table and startled fiddling with a ball like object*

the sun had risen by the time alex settled on a small bed in a room without windows. the sunlight wouldnt kill her if she fed every few hours and kept to shade, but she really hadnt eated lately, and thought it best not to play daylight games, with the hunter. she curled into a small ball,her hat at the end of the bed,a long with her jacket, and dozed slightly, being sure to set up safeguards at the doo to protect her lightly from danger.

*Peacemaker clicked the ball together after working on it he then pressed the button into the ball and threw it to the other side of the warehouse away from the bedrooms and it clicked and flashed a bright light matched to the sun Peacemaker smiled and grabbed the ball up and popped a weird battery out and walked to the kitchen and threw it in the freezer*

jade could hear him down in the warehouse and sighed to herself rolling over onto her back and looking at the cealing. what was she doing here...

*Peacemaker stood on the warehouse watching the sunset he watched as a black van dropped a box off in front of the warehouse and Peacemaker jumped off and landed to the ground with a soft landing he walked to the box and grabbed it and opened it to see alot of small boxes full of silver garlic shotgun shells Peacemaker walked back inside and banged on the bedroom door* suns down *he tossed the box on the table and pulled out a couple of boxes and pocketed them in the trenchcoat*

jade jumped out of bed nd flew as a shadow down into the warehouse jumpingontot he table where peacemaker was. she yawned and snapped her teeth sightly looking at the box. "what is it?" her hair was toussled and her clothes a mess but she didnt care, with a thought she could fix all of it.

*Peacmaker looked to the girl and smirked at her appearance* just supplies from my weapon designer bullets a couple of light grendades and such *Peacemaker looked to the box* have a nice sleep *he smiled and looked back at her*

she raised and eyebrow and suddenly as a wind blew through the warehouse her clothes were replaced with a pair of black pants and a middrift shirt that showed off the tatoo on her pelvis. her hair was up in two little buns in the back with little pieces sticking up and flowing down. she almost looked like a japanese raver. she smiled and nodded. "i had a wonderful sleep..." she looked around. "what are we doing tonight?"

*Peacemaker looked up to her* whatever happens *Peacemaker smirked and laughed abit then slid his shotgun into his holster* I would rather be a unscehduled person then one of those people who are resticted to a list of things to do

she luaghed and flipped up to the cealing looking down at him. "yeah im not one for restrictions either..."

*Peacemaker smirked at her and walked to the Dodge Charger and dragged his hand across the hood then walked around it and then looked back to her* whats the point of living when you let a piece of paper run you life