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Johanna and Malachi materialized in a knew world. Now that she had her own personal nerd she didn't have to kill herself to go places anymore. Malachi fiddled with his gadget, trying to gauge where exactly they was. Ever since Johanna had accidently smashed it a little while they were sparring, it hadn't working quite right since. While Malachi was being smart, Johanna examined their surroundings. They had landed in a dirty alley in what looked like a bigish city. Jo's hand instinctively went to her sword, just to make sure it was still there. "Mal." She looked back and he was still trying to make his shifter watch work. "I think there's a wire jammed-" he was cut off when Johanna grabbed his chin and forced him to look up. "Have you ever seen anything like this?" Malachi sucked in a breath. "Seen. I have seen this world, but I've never visited." His eyes roved the city. "This will be something brand new for you. New and dangerous." |
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The sky was cloudy and gray, as usual in this treat of a city. Despite it only being a few hours after noon, the streets of New York City were nearly empty, which also wasn't unusual. Mel kicked a rock as she walked down the sidewalk next to Nev, who was babbling on about one of Raz's new inventions. She had been half-listening for a while now, her mind drifting as it usually did. "-she had Kie try it out and the thing nearly exploded before he could throw it. Raz was a mess, obviously. And Kie being the big softie that he is, told her that everything was okay and assured her that he still had all his fingers. If that was me, I would have been buried alive-" Mel cut off Nev's rambling as hushed muttering reached her ears, the noise coming from an alley about twenty feet away. She stopped in her tracks, her hand automatically reaching for her pistol at her hip. Nev glanced around, his expression confused, "What are we getting violent for?" "I heard something," she whispered, not yet drawing her weapon. "The last time you said that, it was a rat." Mel elbowed him hard in the side, "It could have been a murderer. You're welcome." Nev rolled his eyes, but she didn't miss the flash of the muted light on one of his blades. He had always prefered close range fighting, chosing his knives over a more practical weapon. Mel didn't understand it, but there was a lot she didn't understand about him. She finally drew her pistol and resumed walking, her gait slower and stealthier. They stopped just before the alley, listening again. There was more hushed tones and the scuffing of feet. Definetly not a rat. Mel suddenly stepped around the corner, her gun raised as she stared down the alley, her gaze landing on two people. Two very oddly dressed people. She could almost feel Nev's similar confusion behind her. Part of her thought they were just some weird kids that were playing dress-up. Until she seen the very real looking sword at the girl's hip. The boy was fidgeting with some gadget that she immediately knew Raz would love. Mel didn't lower her weapon as she spoke, "Who the hell are you?" |
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Malachi jumped four foot in the air at the sound of her voice. Johanna drew her sword.They spoke at the same time. "I could ask you the same question." "Well hello to you too." Johanna glared at Malachi. "Shut up and let me talk." She locked eyes with the girl. She looks like she's in charge. "We ain't telling you nothing. You cant boss us around." Malachi kicked her heel. "We're sorry, are we trespassing? We can leave if you like." Johanna shoulder Malachi out of the way. "Shut up Mal. They can only boss us if we let them." There were two of them, a guy and a girl. The girl had one of the L-shaped weapons like the Mob had. Malachi had told her they were called guns and fired projectiles called bullets. Didn't make sense, but deadly apperantly. And this girl was pointing one straight at her face. If she knew what I did to the last guy that did that, she wouldn't. The boy held a much more respectable weapon, a blade. She noticed him inspected her blades, the sword and knives in her belt. He looked cool. It wad the girl she didn't trust. "Let us alone and you can keep all your limbs." |
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Mel's grip on her gun didn't loosen, even as she observed the odd interaction. The two seemed to be complete opposites of each other. The boy was jumpy and polite, while the girl seemed recklessly brave. She spared one quick glance at Nev as he moved up next to her, his expression just as confused as hers. None of this made sense. The two continued to bicker with each other while Mel tried to work out a plan. They were definetly suspiscious, but definetly not working for the government. Government officals were always disguised, always hidden in plain sight. These two did nothing but stand out. Their clothes looked like something from a story book, while Mel and Nev were dressed in cargo pants and boots. She was starting to believe this was more than just two kids playing dress-up. She filed away the name as the girl spoke. Mal. Eerily similar to her name, but it's not like that mattered. The boy was downright jittery, full of apologies and wary glances. But not the girl. She was tall, nearly Rhea's height, with a mane of red hair. Something told her this girl knew her way around a fight, if the giant medival looking sword had anything to say about it. The boy would be easy to take out by the look of it, and she and Nev could easily take on the girl if nessacary. Mel had been spoiling for a fight for weeks now, but she forced herself to think rationally. Neither she or Nev could afford to be injured now, not with the process they were making with the experiments. The best way to go about this was avoiding a fight. She'd spar with Kie later. Mel barely contained her laugh at the girl's last comment. Someone's pretty full of themself. "Keep talking and find out how easily you can fight with a bullet between your eyes." She had barely finished her sentence before Nev's hand grasped her bicep, giving it a warning squeeze, "We're not looking for any trouble. My friend here just got a little carried away, that's all." His last words were pointed, and she knew he was trying to subtly talk her down. It's a shame that almost never worked. |
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Johanna laughed out loud, which made Malachi ten times as nervous. She doesn't know that won't work. Not that I'm going to tell her. Johanna bounced her blade in her hand and shifted her weight to her right foot. "If you can manage to kill me, I'll have M-my guy give you all my gold and material possessions. No ones succeeded yet." Malachi rolled his eyes. Johanna pretended he didn't. "Can we stop provoking the strangers? They're actually from this world, maybe they can help us." He nodded towards them with an apologetic look. Johanna scoffed. "The people threatening us you mean? Yeah, it sure looks like they want to help us." She glared again at the girl. It would be so fun to show her up. Johanna knew she could. Even know, she could stab her before she could fire off a shot. Johanna might die, but that wasn't a problem. They didn't need to stay in this world anyways. If all the people were like this, what was the point? Her days of pointless combat were over. "Fine. You want no trouble? I can be out of your hair in a snap. We can leave, but you will probably want to put down your gun. Last guy that pointed one of those things at me was left with less fingers." She didn't wait for a response to that. She elbowed Malachi, ignoring their reaction. "Is there enough room in this alley for you to get us out of here? If not I can make a door. Or we can use the emergency escape." |
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Mel was so, incredibly confused. Nev leaned closer to her and whispered in her ear, "You seem to have a talent for finding rats and escaped patients from the asylum. But seriously, Valentine would kill us if we got into a fight because you were antsy. Let's just leave and head back to the base. I'm sure Gray could find someone to keep an eye on them, just in case." Mel sighed and lowered her gun dropping it into the holster at her hip. "Fine. But next time, we do this my way." She ran an agitated hand through her black hair, still not completely comfortable with leaving these unknown people here. But Nev was right. He always seemed to be right. Nev spoke again, this time to the strangers, "Sorry for the misunderstanding. We'll be on our way now." He grabbed Mel's arm again and tugged her out of the alley with him before she could protest. He finally relented his grip when they were a few blocks away, now heading back toward the base. "You have any idea what we just witnessed?" Mel huffed, still irritated. She needed a good fight right now. Leave it to Nev to be the sensible one for once. Nev wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into him, "No idea. Did you see that little gadget the guy had? Too bad we couldn't have swiped that, Raz would have loved it. It could have been something useful." Mel felt some of her irritation fade as she matched her pace with his, "I've never seen anything like it. I'll ask Raz about it when we get back. It'll have to be later, because I promised Ada ice cream. Again." That kid loved her ice cream. |
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Johanna waited a few minutes after they left to put her sword away. She peeked around the corner and watched them walk down the street. Gosh dangit Malachi interrupted her thoughts. "Wow, I cant believe they actually left." He brushed his hair out of his face. Johanna didn't take her eyes off them. "I know, I was hoping for a fight." Malachi rolled his eyes. "Of course you were." He put his hands on his hips. "You always are. You know you can't fight guns..." Johanna tuned out his lectured while she was formulating a plan. They obviously stuck out like a sore thumb in this world. Malachi might be fine, but Jo with her armor would definitely attract attention. Quickly, she grabbed Malachi by the strap of his bag and yanked him to her. He finally quit yapping to ask what she was doing, but she ignored him. Johanna rummaged through his bag until she found her cloak at the bottom. This'll do for now. Clipping it on her neck Jo glanced back at the strangers to make sure she could still see them. "OK, so we are going to follow them." Malachi's eyes widened. "What? Why? Are you crazy?" It was Johanna's turn to roll her eyes. "Well, duh. Hurry before we loose them." She turned out of the alley and started trailing them, always keeping the two in sight. Malachi nervously followed. "Why do we need to follow them?" He asked under his breath. Johanna didn't spare him a look. "Why do you ask so many questions?" She countered at normal volume. "We could just leave you know." "Where's the fun in that?" Malachi snorted. "I think it's fun to stay alive. I know you don't have to worry about that." "And you shouldn't either, with me." She watched them turn down a street and followed a minute later. She could tell she was getting looks, but she didn't care. "At least you will have something to write down in your little book about this world. Where did you say we was?" The whole reason her and Malachi were here was to document the worlds. The Order, or rather the self-righteous Snob-Club as Jo liked to call them, had very outdated records. Malachi, being the nerd he is, decided he wanted to fix that. Johanna came along to protect him, and for adventure. That's why she was following a couple of people on in a very busy city in a strange world. |
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Spring Month: 2 
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