The ‘Hellhound’ Roleplay

Dragen looks down the opposite ally of the two. “Atlas wouldn’t you rather go into the darker looking ally?”

Malik, holds up a bag of units, the other half of the payment. "I found it. Kill her, she's not worth leaving alive. We need to get back anyways, they're probably waiting around for us by now." Malik takes out his flask and takes a swig.

“None of them look dark to me.” Atlas turns to Dragen, “Well, I guess you’re leading. Onward Cat-Eyes”

James looked the woman dead in the eyes, and his own eyes flared. Her neck twisted at an awkward angle with a snap, and she slumped to the ground. James turned to Malik, “They’ve probably already found Evelyn’s posters. Let’s see if they’re with her.” He suggested, his eyes fading back to their normal ruby color.

Chase flipped over, standing up and glancing over at Evelyn. “Boss, when did the Hellhound Cap’n say they’d be here?”

Dragen sighs “i can see in the dark. I’m a cat, but can still tell if one is darker. I can also smell the scents of whom ever placed that flier down this way.”

“Ok, lead the way.” Malik said as he pocketed the bag and followed him out.

“I can’t see in the dark, but I use sound more than sight to see, so nothing really looks darker. Lead on.”

James nodded, shoving his hands in his pockets and walking to the alley. He spotted Atlas and Dragen, “Hello.” He greeted, waving slightly, “Looking for Evelyn?”

“Who? “ Atlas looks at the flier, and back up, “E. B.? Evelyn I guess.”

Dragen takes a step down the ally, the gloves he’s wearing giving off a almost inaudible hummm. Diddo from within the folds of his cloak bubbles a little “Yes diddo i’m healed quit worrying. Just give me a nice long needle. For uses.” Dragen smiles.

“He really cares about you. Cute.” Atlas walks towards James, “where’ve y’all been?”

James shrugged, “Getting provisions from Mack and getting Malik and Dragen’s bounty.”

Dragen pulls out a very long needle from within the folds of his coat and places it in his mouth.

Malik threw Dragen one of the bags of Units. “10,000 units for you and 10,000 for me.”

Dragen gives Malik a hearty shove to the shoulder needle still in mouth. “Chump change my friend. I’m deff going to use this soon for some of that stuff we got on haltaier.” Dragen chuckles “that stuff had you bouncing off the walls.”

James sauntered up to the door, knocking on it. “Evelyn, it’s James. Open the door.”

Chase glanced up, “Oh, there they are. Should I get it, or do ya wanna?” He asked, looking over at Evelyn.

“Uuugh. I just want to kill something. Ya know? Get some blood on my hands.” Atlas begins fiddling with scraps of things from his jacket.

Evelyn woke up and stumbled out the door of her back alley hut, obviously hung over. *BEELCH* “Pardon me are you here for th... James? I never thought I’d see your sorry mug ever again.”

James smirked at her, “Still completely drunk, eh? We’re here for the job.” He motioned to his crew members.

Chase followed after Evelyn, Noodles - the sonic ferret - on his shoulder.

Dragen removes the needle from his mouth which now has a bright blue liquid dripping down from the point. Ready for anything.

“Well I’ll be. Alright, follow me in, I’ve got work for you.”

“Oh. Friendly.” Atlas tucks the small ball into his pocket and follows them inside. “So, what’s the job”

James nodded,  “Alright. C’mon, you three. We’ve got ourselves a job.” He followed after Evelyn.

Chase glanced over at the two new members, “Who are ya, might I ask?”
Noodles chirped a greeting from his shoulder.

Dragen remains silent waiting for Malik to speak the middle still dripping.

The gang follows Evelyn into her hut, down a staircase and into her base of operations. There, Evelyn began explaining. “Alright, so, welcome to my temporary base of operations. This mission won’t be easy, but I need some people with talent. I need to know if you’re qualified, what can you all do?”