Post by Sam Chainly on Aug 9, 2012 11:27:04 GMT -5
Sam walked through the underground tunnels. After what happened at the graveyard, Agenta wasn't agreeing with him. Claw's plan was what he didn't want to be apart of. Planning to kill those who didn't understand. He didn't want to be apart of it... couldn't. "A discrace." Sam whispered. His sister had joined them, but he knew not to.
Claw breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him. She had been following the right scent. "Sam, seriously, wait." she said, running to catch up with him. "Look, I didn't really get to finish back at the graveyard, so I'm just gonna finish here." she took a deep breath. "We don't kill innocent people or people who don't understand, we kill who we have to. We don't want to rule the humans and take control of them or whatever, we just want to be equal. We don't want to break everyone out of prison, we just want to start with the people we know. You don't have anything to lose, you only have something to gain, so why are you running away?" She didn't want to see him get caught, and there would be nothing she could do about it. She wanted to help.
Post by Sam Chainly on Aug 10, 2012 9:06:44 GMT -5
"I am not running away!" Sam snapped. "Some of those people don't deserve it. The offecers are just doing there job. They don't know who the murderer is." Sam said. He started to walk away again. He knew ne thing, and that was that he was never to join Claw.
"Well what are we gonna do? Just ignore them and keep going? We do what we have to, and I'm only trying to help. Strength in numbers, right?" She was surprised she wasn't sounding desperate right now, despite what she was saying in her intentions But even if she wanted to, she probably couldn't. It just wasn't her. "Your sister thinks it's a good idea, why don't you? She saved me from the edge of death, and I owe my life to her, and your her life. I'm just trying to save it."
Post by Sam Chainly on Aug 10, 2012 14:04:21 GMT -5
"Maybe try keeping it a secret. No one who is human has seen me use my powers. You all kill and I am not being included in that." Sam answered. He began to walk off again.
"You don't kill? But what fun is that? If you kill the right people, there won't be any problems. Take me for example, sirens kill to eat, but I'm nice, and kill only those who are lowest, those who savor the pain of others." A lanky girl dropped down from the roof, a ledge serving as a hideout working perfectly so she could eavesdrop on the two visitors. The girl smiled and waved, "Sorry if I'm inrtuding on anything, but your predicament seemed too tempting." She gave a small laugh, her musical voice ringing out. A sea killer like her would be joyous if she were with her kind, buy she enjoyed the solitude from her own kind and more or kess liked the humans. "Allow my to introduce myself as Cold, I'm a siren, not a mermaid." She made sure to always put that across. She loathed any other creature mistaking themself for a mermaid. The girl had short blue hair with eyes to match, sharp teeth, and talons. "Killing is perfectly okay if you do it for the right reason and person." Cold took no part in this 'group' but she killed a man every night to survive.
Claw just wanted to slap him across the face. He was so think headed. He was just so obsessed with this killing thing. She didn't exactly kill people because she wanted to, she killed because she had to. Yes, she did enjoy it, but she couldn't help liking it, just like she couldn't help liking pizza.
Then, that somebody else came in, somebody that wasn't human. She grinned, and turned towards her. "You," she said "do you wanna join? I'll tell you about the details later, but basically we help each other and keep each other from getting caught by the police."
Cold turned to the girl an equally happy smile in her face, "Sorry no, but if you need a hand with anything regaurding underwater missons and or hypnotics, I can lend a hand." She said nodding her head. She backed up a bit to make the once straight line that the three formed into a triangle. The siren girl glanced at the boy, "Same goes for you." She sighed slightly dramatic. "If peace is what your looking for you aren't doing a good job, either of you. Good or bad you aren't doing it right. Equality too, it comes with the package of peace." She said hoping to catch some kind of need. Being alive for over a century had it's kicks.
She was going to hit her head against the wall. No one ever understood her! Ever! It might be because of her age or her looks or maybe she just wasn't good at talking. Either way it was very frustrating. The girl had basically said yes to joining them though, even if she didn't think she was, helping them out was really all she needed. "Just come to the meeting in the meadow then," she told to girl, "we're gonna need your help with something."
Post by Sam Chainly on Aug 11, 2012 9:50:23 GMT -5
"I am not going and you can't convince me. None of you can. You tricked me once Claw and I am not falling for it." Sam said. He walked back down the tunnel. He wasn't going to join, no matter what they said.
"Who said I was convincing?!" She flared up. Being accused if anything whether it wasn't even directed at her made her awry. She growled slipping past the boy to stop him from walking past her. "And just where do think your going? We don't have to speak of groups, why not just chill?" She said an edge sharpening her voice. Being ignored was also not in her book.
"At least come and try it, no harm in that." Sometimes, everyone just seemed so stupid. Maybe that's because everyone is stupid. She didn't know and she didn't care, she just wanted someone to understand.
Cold gave an adgitated growl, "Fine, just remember you forced my hand." She called after him, an icy flare in her eyes. She smirked at Claw, her voice didn't affect girls, but it packed a punch on men. She parted her lips and sang, an almost whistling sound escaped. It wasn't annoying like a dog whistle, it was somewhat soothing. Cold thought so anyways, she didn't know how others thought of it. Her voice was to be hypnotic, making those who hear be swept into a willing way to come nearer. She smiled mischeiviously at the boy, "He's gotta come now." She said to Claw.
Claw smiled and leaned back against wall. She was interested to see what this girl could do. If she was anything like sirens in the books, then she would be able to get any boys to do whatever she wanted them to do. She grinned, this girl would make rescuing people a lot easier. This city seemed pretty sexist, there weren't that very many female police.