Tacca Chantrieri - Junction City, Kansas
Captain Adam Jones, what a tool you are, I thought as the man began to shout out orders to his men. However, my mind warned me to feel amused by the situation just yet. He could still change his mind. I relaxed a bit when he ordered his men to stand down, and even more so when they cleared a path for me. I resisted the urge to sink my teeth into his thick neck, I hadn't had a proper meal for days, and instead I threw him at the nearest soldier. Without giving them a chance to close the gap I leapt through the now open circle and went down the dark street with a speed that no mortal could match. I could hear Jones still shouting orders to his men, but none that told them to follow me. Apparently he still believed what I had told him. With any luck they would hunt down the Lycan and leave me alone.
Alone, that was exactly what I was now, I realised as I stopped running after a while. I had left the humans behind, they were probably going in the opposite direction by now, tracking down what was left of Ted Dokes. A gnawing feeling inside began to grow inside of me. A feeling I couldn't quite shake off. I wasn't really sure what it meant. Something was just, off. I sprinted a couple of hundred meters, as if I could leave the feeling behind. Somehow I felt lost, even though I knew exactly where I was. My task was done. Dokes was dead. I had no reason to linger here in Junction City anymore. I should return to the city of Angels, to Miriam. Even if I knew what I ought to do I hesitated. What were my reasons for going back? I fingered at the bag Ted had given me so freely. What where I to do with it? Return with it to Miriam? She did not need it, or otherwise she would have told me to bring it back to her. No, it was probably not the only sample that she had. Giving it back to her might mean my own demise in the end. I knew Miriam well enough that the cure, if it ever was perfected, would not reach the streets. I could return it to her, of course, hoping to win her favour. Even so, the sample felt too valuable to just hand back, even if it was to its original owner. If Dokes had told the truth, perhaps what I held in my hand was the very thing that would determine the future of us all.
OOC: well I didn't want to crash Ark/matt party, since it wouldn't be very plausible for her to just run into them all, but it would be nice with some more interaction soon.. :)