Tacca Chantrieri - Junction City, Kansas
OOC: Ark - of course, I didn't mean to "throw the ball" to you, just if you wanted to use it in any plot advancements.. feel free... :)
IC: It was more than obvious that I held what they were looking for, though telling them might not be the smartest thing to do. I was more and more beginning to wonder exactly what Ted Dokes had planned to do with it. Apparently they had been waiting for him, or rather he had been waiting for them. In retrospective perhaps Luck had shone upon me after all, allowing me to find and kill Ted Dokes before these men did. Military. Or something to that degree.
"Well?" the man in charge asked again, taking another step forward. Not very bright though, I thought, surpressing another smirk. Somehow I didn't think he would appreciate that notion very much. He wanted to instill strength and power, not incompetence and stupidity.
"Where is what?" I asked, trying to stall. Yet again Luck, I decided, had granted me another favour. The bag Ted Dokes had given me was far gone, but not what was in it. It lay safely inside a thick bundle inside my coat. Maybe I had been staring myself blind on the bad things.
"Don't play games with me, missy," he replied a bit more harshly this time. The annoyance and arrogance was clear in his eyes. He had me trapped, or so he believed.
"We know you must have it."
There it was. A single world of doubt. Must. I raised a dark eyebrow at him. He continued to speak, but I must admit I wasn't paying much attention to his words anymore. I had two threads going on inside my head. One was an escape route. Another one was to actually decided what my plan of action would be. I had killed Dokes, just as Miriam had instructed me to. I had also received what was missing. The sample that Ted had stolen. Even so she had not asked me to retrieve said sample. It all came down to free will and all that jazz. Free will. Something I was a Hunter was not yet really accustomed to.
Silence. Apparently the man wanted me to speak. Had he asked a question? I wasn't sure.
"Sorry?" I finally said, noticing with amusement that his white neck turned into a dark shade of red. He was a bit taken a back when I hadn't replied in an orderly fashion. I couldn't help it but the corner of my lip arched up slightly. The man didn't seem to be very much used to not being instantly obeyed.
"Look, the rendevouz point we saw you leave earlier is where Mr Dokes would be waiting for us. Last contact was one hour ago when we were en route. You must be his last contact..."
"And yet you could not find him in the warhouse nor with me," I chimed in.
"Look here... If you don't...." he said a bit louder this time, taking yet another step towards me. I moved quickly, before the man had had a chance to yelp I had twisted him around, holding his arms locked with one arm while holding a loaded gun to his temple with the other.
"NO, you look!" I replied. "I suggest you leave me be and perhaps I will tell you what you need to know. Or I could just kill you now and be finished with it. Your choice."
"Back off!" I told the others as they all had their weapons aimed at my head. "Tell them to back off!"
"Do as she says!" he yelped. They all hesitated. "DO AS SHE SAYS!" he more yelled with a little bit more pondus than before. They all took a few steps back, the circle braking.
"Now listen," I said. "I will tell you who really has Ted Dokes and then you will let me go. "Or I will kill the most part of you. Perhaps I will not be able to kill all, but you I will be able to kill for certain." The soldier I was looking at began to look less like a soldier as the threat was directed to him and to him alone. "And you. And you. And you. Or perhaps you and you and you. Are you willing to take a chance?"
Military men, ready to die for their country. So I was surprised to see that actually some of them lowered their weapons.
"Now. You are looking for a Lycan. Since you know of Ted Dokes I assume you already know what that means... Yeah, that hairy bastard that ran the other way when you decided to follow me. Find him and you will find your precious Ted Dokes and whatever it is that he carries."
"You will go north, where he last were seen, and I will go somewhere else. Those that are eager to die might follow me, but I suggest for your own good that you don't. Are we clear, Captain A Jones?" I said after reading his name tag.
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Captain Adam Jones - Fort Riley
"I want you to track him down!" Adam Jones instructed his men after the vampire had left the scene. "Find the Lycan! Find Ted Dokes! Find that sample!"
He cursed, wondering where a simple mission of find and retrieve had turned into a man hunt. They would not be happy at head quarter if he returned without the sample. They had been in contact with Ted Dokes for several months now, even before the virus. On their command he had infiltrated his own kin, giving them detailed intel they wouldn't been able to procure from anywhere else. In turn they had promised him a cure. A cure to the disease he was carrying.
Up to a week ago the intel had been sparse, but finally he had contacted them. They had hit the motherload of all motherloads. He had given them the key to the virus. Apparently the vampiress whose house he had infiltrated, an old vampire resididing in LA somewhere, had begun working on a cure to the virus. He had promised them that in return for the cure to his own disease he would give them a sample. It wasn't finished, but from what he had promised her scientist were on a good way.
And now he had failed in procuring both the sample and Ted Dokes. Not to mention the fact that his whole Team was probably laughing behind his back after this debacle with the vampire. He cursed again and kicked the tire of the jeep before he climbed up.