The Best Kind of Villian
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Natalie gets off much calmer, her hood still on, as it had been for the entire trip. She pets the red wolf one more time before walking along, her eyes peeled as she follows.
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Nat smiles a bit, following the two. She would tell them why later. This town obviously needed help, but some things are out of the range of being fixed… This required a bloody governmental reform to fix. This job, this was a thief. She could fix this very easily.
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Johnson nods to the Spartan, “We’ll take care of it.” He puts the syringe carefully away, jogging along with the rest of the team.
The team makes it to the point where they each split off, Johnson looking back down the way they came up, “If you need your buddy, that’s fine. We can handle the VIP from here.” He says, standing tall before the Spartan.
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Natalie nods and smirks, petting the red wolf once again, walking along with the party leader and her pet.
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The target gasps for breath, “Medication…apply…please…heart…fast….”
Johnson looks at him, then taking the item from his pocket, “Medication my ass! He’s a druggy.” He gives over the syringe to the marine.
The man puts his hands on his knees, but his breathing doesn’t slow…
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Nat nods in understanding, noting the fact that this was a mug shot. Obviously, the man was an escapee from whatever prison was within town. She uses a hand to grasp one side of the paper, examining it for any details on location, motives, or ways to lure him…
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The person of interest keeps struggling, something protruding out of his back pocket…
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Natalie looks at the corner and smiles a bit. That she did not mind. It was more the human versus human battle that agitated her. She glaces at Pandora, hearing the word job, she gets up and follows her to the board of jobs, glancing over it carefully…
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Johnson eventually met up with Dusty and her team, immediately counting the men, “Good job, men. Now let’s find the last one.” Johnson jogged alongside the Spartan.
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Nat simply shakes her head, looking at Pandora with a disapproving glare. She continues to pet the red wolf, stroking behind his ears, on top of his head, and under his neck. She smiles a bit, enjoying the dog and his company. Pandora’s company…was more debatable.
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Johnson reconnects with the other two squads in the comms, “Gotcha. Headed back now. Let’s roll men!”
The creature was obliterated, letting out a loud shriek, it’s metal arm hitting the floor with a loud clatter. The sounds of more of those things rings up ahead… And they sound pissed.
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Natalie looks at the fighting, shaking her head in disapproval as she keeps drinking her tea. She also notices the water, some of it staining her cloak. She looks down at the stain and shrugs. It would dry. In fact… She holds up her hand and tries to focus some of the light on the stain, drying it quickly. She smiles a bit, taking a last sip of her tea as she pets the red wolf, ignoring the guild civil war around her.
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Natalie smiles a bit, slowly drinking the tea as she watched the other two. She continued to sip the tea as she looks around at all of the people here. She puts a hand to the front of her hood, unsure of weather to remove it or not…
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Natalie smiles a bit, writing in the air for her, ‘Tea?’ She smiles at the girl, hiding her face deeper into her hood.
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Natalie smiles and follows the pair, her eyes darting around cautiously to see if anyone would recognize her as not a part of this guild, or if they even minded in this city…