Reasons to Live; Lessons to learn //Jack, Anatra, Cameo

[Anatra]

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Alexander ORCA

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"HEY. GIVE IT UP, MATTHEW. SHE'S MINE!" I follow the yelling. Up the stairs, round a corner. To a door and it's already open. My eyes know where I'm going so I let my feet follow them. I have my gun out and waist height and the two knives that I now have in my belt, ready to be used. I'm armed to the teeth, but I want to ensure the environment is safe for me, and them. I can't just rush in. Only fools rush in.

I get to the open door and I can hear them. Those outside. It's cold, a little. I feel it on my skin. I wait, in cover, by the door. I'm hearing things that I didn't think were reasonable for this sort of situation. "Jins, I know you want her to love you. But I'm telling you she never will. You will never feel what she did to me." I recognise the voice only as Matthew's. "Like how she runs her fingers through my hair, how her lips feel when she gently kisses mine or whispers in my ear that she loves me. Has she done that for you? You'll never own her heart! She made love to me. She gave it all to ME, Jins. Me, not you." Somebody clearly knows more than me. If it is Matthew, then surely the situation is going to be under some kind of control. I put two and two together, though. They're on a roof. If I walk out now, something drastic might happen. I need to sit back and make sure nothing is going to happen that I will later see to regret.

Behind me, I hear the footsteps of somebody. I look back with absolute curiosity. It's Tyren. I hold a hand out to him as if to say, 'Be careful'. He stands by my side, out of any kind of vision from outside the door. We say nothing, just listen. We can't rush out.

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K Y A N I T E R U Z E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "Kya... please! Don't make me do this!" His voice freaks me out. Being chased by him, so openly with Matthew around is so horrible. Every emotion is running through me. My heart is racing as I near the end of the rooftop. Jins' is screaming behind me to not make him do something. What? Kill me? Stab me like he did poor Gala. I can feel the hot tears pooling in my eyes, and with each blink, the drops fall to the ground until I can get ahold of myself and that's when I come to the end of the line. So, with the rest of the courage that I can muster, I take that step to the edge of the building. My vision falls below my feet, and the terror starts to betake me. If I have to jump, I will. Anything to stay out of his grasp. I'm so tired of having his hands on me. I'm so tired of having him hurt me. Jins... I will jump. "It's a long jump. I wouldn't if I were you. I don't want to see you hurt." I make an audible noise of digust. I fold my arms up in front of me, and take another step back. The edge of the building so much closer now. The thought of falling starts to grip me further and the thought of death by blade or falling is so prominent right now. My mouth is already fighting back. At least this way, I will have the last word. "No? What about everything you've done to me already? Throwing me against the table. Hitting me? Throwing me to the ground? What you're doing isn't right. I'll never be yours. When will you get that through your thick skull?" I practically scream at him, but my voice is aggrivated, to say the least. Finally, I see Matthew coming. I get a sigh of relief. My attention drawn away for only a moment when I am looking to my salvation. His hand gets ahold of mine. He jerks me away from the ledge but only enough that I'm not longer teetering and then his arm is once again around my neck, but the pressure is making me gag. I claw at his arm, digging my nails into his arm, but it barely phases him. Matthew stops. He holds his shaking hands up. "Whoa, Jins. Stop! Don't do thiss. You can't hurt her." There's hardly a chance that he'll listen to him, but MAtthew's voice sounds nervous. Is it because of me? Is he scared for me? Scared from what he saw Jins do to Gala. Is he thinking that I'm going to be the next one to suffer that fate? "Maybe I do want to hurt her? After all, she claims that's all I've done to her since I met up with her. Maybe, she deserves, it you think? What was it you said that once time? She likes to fuck with your head? Play games. That's all she's doing now. YOu can't possibily think, she's totally innocent?" The blade in his hand move erratically, slinging it all over the place, pointing to every which direction as he explains the situation to Matthew. "She's done nothing but toy with my mind since we were young. She promised me something and she went back on her promise. She's nothing but a liar." I feel him take a tiny step back away from Matthew, and that can only mean that he's getting closer to the edge. The difference between now and earlier is this time.. I may not have a second chance to reconsider my offer of jumping. This time, it will be at the mercy of Jins. I choke out a sob and hold still. My lung begin to burn with the need for air, but I can still get some. Very little. The tiny wisps of air that are able to pass by. "I swear if you kill her I'll finish what I started." Please, MAtthew. Don't wait that long. Kill him now. Kill him before he can do that to me. I don't want to die. My muscles begin to relax just a little with the depletion of oxygen and I can feel my eyes getting heavier with each moment that passes by. My eyes lock on to Matthew, pleading with him to help me. Pleading with him to save me. This can't be my fate. It just can't be. "Will you now, runt? What's it going to matter. Kya will be dead. You'll only be doing me a favor so I'll reunite with her after we pass over. Go on. Do it. Kill me... cause when you do, that'll only mean, she'll be dead before me." He taunts, but I can't allow Matthew to take such a challenge. I mouth the word 'No' to him and my fingers become numb. Then, suddenly, MAtthew starts on something totally unexpected. A lesson that Jins will not like. He tells him about everything that me and him have done. What I've done to him. What I've done to show my love for him, and I can tell the anger is growing even more. Dark hues start to arrive in my eyes and no more air is circulating through my mouth. He's totally shut everything off. "...You'll never own her heart! She made love to me. She gave it all to ME, Jins. Me, not you." That was the last straw. "Kya? Is that true? Did you do that? You've got to be kidding me. You belong to me. TO ME! HOW CAN YOU DO THAT? This reject has nothing to offer you. I can offer you so much more... please tell me you didn't make love to this... peice of trash?" His voice screams at me. His mouth near my ear, but all of it is simply muffled. The only answer I can even muster is a hoity grin, and a small nod of my head. I force out with a wheeze for him to hear. "I love him..." A simple jerk from his arm has everything suddenly gone and my mind goes fuzzy, and I feel nothing more than just the suble hint of pain radiating through my body as I succumb to the ever welcoming blackness. template by chelsey

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ The blade flies out into the open. My arm wrapped tightly around her neck because that's about the only way I know how to keep her where I want her. THat's the only way to keep her submissive to me. I hold the cards and she's playing the game this time. The only difference is, I am the dealer and I'm going to be using every trick in the book to make sure that she will lose. The only good thing about Matthew showing up, is knowing that I'll be able to see what kind of power I can hold over him. What he'll do to try to take her from me. He has no clue what I'm capable of, but he's fixing to find out. "Whoa, Jins. Stop!" Who is he to be telling me what to do? I thought I was the one in charge? I'm the one with the treasure. I am holding the most precious thing. And here, he has the nerve to start telling me not to hurt her. HA! Whose he kidding. He has no clue what she is. He has absolutely no clue what it is that I am to her, yet right now, It's changing so fast. I don't like where his has gone. My whole mistake was walking up to Gala in the first place. If I hadn't of done that, I still would have a chance with her. "Maybe I do want to hurt her? After all, she claims that's all I've done to her since I met up with her. Maybe, she deserves it, you thin? What was it you said that one time? She likes to fuck with your head? Play games. That's all she's doing now. You can't possibly think, she's totally innocent?" I go on about Kyanite. My hands trying to show him what I'm talking about, but getting the blade closer and closer to Kya the whole time. One simple jerk and that's all it will take. Yet, why do I resist? Why do I hesitate when I can just push this blade into her soft skin and reap the rewards by taking out this guy in front of me next. The real problem considering that he's the one that actually tried to kill me out of deceit and anger. Not like Kya at all. "She's dont nothing but Toy with my mind since we were young. She promised me something and she went back on her promise. She's nothing but a liar." Now's the time to start showing him that he's not to toy with me. I'm in no mood to play nice and right now, it can be so easy. One simple movement backwards and a slip of my fingertips and Kya will plummet down the edge of this building. "I swear, if you kill her I'll finish what I started." His threats mean nothing to me, but I do what I need by pressing harder on Kyanite's neck. The way she claws at my arm tells me she's fighting this feeling. She's on the verge of going under soon. Just have to wait. Just have to play the moment for as long as I can before Kya is no longer breathing. When she's dead, I'll have my purpose served. It's my own sort of revenge to both of them. You'll think twice before messing with me. "Will you now, runt? What's it going to matter. Kya will be dead. You'll only be doing me a favor so I'll reunite with her after we pass over. Go on. Do it. Kill me... cause when you do, that'll only mean, she'll be dead before me." I go full out to threaten him. To taunt him. What will he do to the mention of Kya being dead? Envoke the anger I saw in him that one day when he shot me? Will he have that fear in his eyes to know that right now, as I press harder on her throat, her very life is in my hands. Without notice, he turns the subject to something different. It's directed toward Kyanite. What she's done for him. What she's given him. Things that she's never allowed me to have. Exactly like what he says. She's never willingly pulled her fingers through my hair. She's never whispered in my ear words of love. Then the one thing that he says takes me to a darker place. "...She made love to me. She gave it all to ME, Jins. Me, not you." My muscles flex tightly around her precious throat. Her head moves downward slightly with the pressure and she's stopped fighting. Now, I'm having to hold her up a little with my arm. She's beginning to turn to dead weight. What I don't understand, is what Matthew has, that I don't. What she sees in him that she don't see in me. What is it, Kya? Why do you choose him over me? Damn you. Fuck you, Kya. "Kya? Is that true? Did you do that? You've got to be kidding me. You belong to me. TO ME! HOW CAN YOU DO THAT? This reject has nothing to offer you. I can offer you so much more... please tell me you didn't make love to this... peice of trash?" My eyes flash a dark haze as I see the color of her lips changing color, her face paleing. I'm not even sure if she'll be able to even speak, but it's the simple fact that now, she knows that I know what she's worth to me now. She's used. She's nothing but a common whore... how can she do this to me, with him? "I love him...." I jerk her backwards to completely pull off the moment when her eyes close. I glare up to Matthew with glory and triumph in my eyes. A malicious grin coming so wide on my face. She falls into my arms, totally dependant on me to keep her up. Her chest barely rises and that's when I toss her toward the edge of the building, not to notice if she falls over the edge or not. She's not my problem anymore. "One down, one to go. She's dead Matthew. What are you going to do now?" I claim the victory. Just as I do, the knife in my hand flashes and I charge after Matthew, completely hidden by the rage that seems to run through my veins. Heat radiates through my face and my fingertips have grown cold. "YOU ARE DEAD, MATTHEW." The knife goes swooping downward, and the moment of connection is one that I'll never see coming. template by chelsey

(Sorry, tis late, and had to end it. I'll be on later though today. Dentist appointment. Yikes! Wish me luck.)

[Jack Lexington]

I knew I was going out on a very thin limb when I started telling Jins all about Kyanite and my private moments. I aimed to aggrovate him...against me, not her. I wanted to shift his focus.

Because it's a huge gamble with his hand on her throat and a knife in the other one I'm incredibly nervous. Soon I'll be an emotional wreck if he doesn't let her go and how do I controll myself then? I'll be just as much of a loose canon as he is but for now I stand there, dripping wet, weak knees and my eyes fixed on his as if he was prey.
Only in my peripheral vision do I see my girl because I can't stand to watch her get brutalized and her airways cut off.
If I move he might use the knife against her though.

"Maybe I do want to hurt her?" I hear him and doubt it for a second.
"After all, she claims that's all I've done to her since I met up with her. Maybe, she deserves it, you thin? What was it you said that one time? She likes to fuck with your head? Play games. That's all she's doing now. You can't possibly think, she's totally innocent?"
The words that I said sound familiar and embarassing at the same time...how he's using them against me. I used to feel that way but not anymore. He doesn't need to know that.
Kyanite jerks and I can't help but look at her...pale lips, strugglinga agaist his grip.

I only half listen how he calls her a liar and challenges me to kill him because I'm feverishly working on a second strategy. How can I tackle him without Ky fall over the close edge of the building.
I can barely make it out now that the sun has set but I know she's close to it.

As soon as he heard me say that we made love his grip tightens. Oh no, I've made the wrong move! I take one tiny step towards him with my hand in his direction as I see her loos consciousness...

My eyes grow wide as I watch the aweful screnario. I can no longer hold back. I need to act now!
"Kya? Is that true? Did you do that? You've got to be kidding me. You belong to me. TO ME! HOW CAN YOU DO THAT? This reject has nothing to offer you. I can offer you so much more... please tell me you didn't make love to this... peice of trash?"
All she does is give a weak nod "I love him...."...maybe she should have denied it because he sueezes so tight that she can't breath anymore. I shake my head at her...she shouldn't have said it, not under the circumstances.

This is when I don't give a fuck anymore. I can't watch her get choked to death so I start towards him. At the very same moment she drops to thr ground like a sack of potatoes, lifless and heavy.

I'm only a step away from him when he claims. "One down, one to go. She's dead Matthew. What are you going to do now?" My insides get torn up like they're going through a huge shredder at these words. My blue eyes, filled with fear and worry, fall on her still figure for just one moment. Is she really dead?
Next thing I know I throw myself at him just barely missing the knife he's attacking me with. But a second later my training kicks in when rage takes over my whole being. My hand wraps around his arm and brutally twists it around. Now it's just him and me and I'm determined to end him right here and now for what he just did.
While I have a hard grip on his arm my head shots forward knocking hard against his to gain the upper hand.
Then I channel all my fear, anger frustration into my fist until my knuckles are bright whiet, haul off and hammer it into his ungly face until I can see blood.
"You're dead, you fucker. You're dead!" I spit at him like a berzerk.

[Anatra]

T Y R E N --- O R C A

I hear it all. I'm next to Alex, and my ears are afraid of what they hear next. Matthew spits out words I didn't think were supposed to be spoken, and Jins - or who I at least believe to be Jins - is making all kinds of threats that are in an unfamiliar hostility. Never have I heard somebody speak in such a deathly manner, except Mark.
I hear Jins speak, though. "One down, one to go. She's dead Matthew. What are you going to do now?" I look at Alex. He knows what we have to do here, even if I am dizzy as hell. He hands me the knife back. We each have one. I know for a fact my gun won't work, but his will. He isn't holding it out. He knows the risks here. It's in the holster but still ready to fire. His knife is tight in his hand. I stand at his side, but I'm not going out at it. We're smart.
"You're dead, you fucker. You're dead!"

Matthew confronts Jins, I can't see... Only hear. And in the next moments, instinct kicks in. I run myself out only to see them scrapping. Jins with a knife. I ponder to myself how smart it would be to threaten both at the same time, and see whether they team up. Enemy of my enemy, etcetera. But I don't know whether that's even remotely wise. "Matt! Stop." I yell at him, but I'm not getting anywhere in his way. "He's not-" I stop myself, and I run over to Kyanite to check if she is alright. Alex holds his knife in his left hand, and uses his right to take out his gun. He aims it forward, at the pair. "Ladies, do I need to split you the fuck up?" He says, firmly.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

Vy Pryce
Age: Eighteen
District: Two

There's no better strategy of getting away with something then acting like you're doing nothing wrong. That was learned at a very young age for Vy, along with a lot of other similar talents her mom felt the need to pass along. Least it's come in handy though as she rushes through the hallways. The only true necessities for this personal mission is a firearm and a pair of cuffs. Both of which are already holstered on her belt. She's met this Jins creep before and has a nice understanding of what that dog may need to be handled. The worrying part is how desperate Kyanite's voice was. Even at the park when fear consumed her, she didn't have that tone. "He's going to kill her." Without a clue of whom Ky's talking about, Vy's rushing out of the building as if it was Brooklyn hanging on the line. What sort of deep trouble did she get herself into?

With the face of determination no one questions Vy as she races down the hall partially equipped, darting out as if a ticking bomb was about to go off. It still appeared to be a Cadet assigned to do a task. Soon enough they're figure out she went off campus without permission. It may even be the last straw of getting her booted, but she honestly couldn't care. Before her brain's even able to catch up she's on her rundown motorcycle and flying down the road. The joys of this vehicle demonstrating themselves as she's able to weave through cars and traffic. Highly dangerous most definitely, but even when it's not a dire situation Vy's constantly caught living on the edge. More adventures call her though as she gets closer to town. Is it bad that the excitement over the situation floats through her mind equally as much as helping out a friend? The chance to stir things up and scrape up her knuckles.

To no surprise Matthew and Tyren have already left the scene of their training mission. Of course the Commander doesn't sound thrilled about it in the least. So they haven't figured out another Cadet decided to leave without orders, that's good. Before anymore questions are able to be exchanged Vy's back on her bike and riding away. Hopefully she hasn't missed out on too much yet. This drive's much shorter though as she's finished the long journey from the academy. Down into a valley and hey eyes surprisingly catch the event already. For some reason it has moved to the roof, though Vy's unable to tell in the least bit what's going on as they're only blurry figures. The good part about that is the location she now has set within her mind. No dilly-dallying to try to find the fight, she's probably already missed out on enough.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "One down, one to go. she's dead MAtthew. What are you going to do?" I taunt him with that words. He saw how she fell. He knows that I am nothing but a threat to him. I've taken two down. Two! Her best friend was the first. Kyanite is the second. I intend to make my third kill the bastard who dared to think he can tell me what to do. More than once, he's tried to make me comply to his will; to do what he says. The only thing is, now that Kya is no longer in the way, I have nothing holding me back. I will do whatever I have to in order to get back at him. Anyone whose ever stood in my way has paid. It's a shame that Kya had to go against me. She and I could have been wonderful together. She could have bared a child with my name. She and I could have gotten married at one point. There's no telling what could have happened. Yet, none of that is going to happen now. Revenge is the only thing left for me. Watch out, Matthew. I don't play games anymore. I lunge at him, my knife arched and bowing down toward his body as he also makes the same movement towards me. I can see, very quickly how he looks to Kyanite's body like it's some sort of tool to get back at me. The way she fell from my arms. She was lifeless. She wasn't going to breath anymore in her life. She's done for just as her friend that I dumped into the pool. There's no way that those those other men got her out in time to save her life. Just as they won't with Kya. Somehow, Matthew evades my knife. I miss this peice of trash standing just right in front of me. Though, he's quick to retaliate against me. He fights back by wrapping his fingers around mine, twisting my arm as hard as he can. I bellow out with force at the pain that shoots up my arm, but a second later, I jerk it out of his grasp. There's no way I can let him win. No way he's going to take this away from me. I will kill him for trying to kill me. Karma can be such a bitch and I intend to show him just how much. The moment my hand is free, he still has fight in him. His head shoots forward, knocking straight into my nose. The crunch. The pain. All of it is overwhelming yet so satisfying. Fuel to the fire. I'm never giving up. Not until I'm dead myself. I've hit a nerve. I can feel the fear within him already but it's not for himself. It's for the girl that I just off'd. Does he feel that way about her for real? Did Kya tell me the truth afterall? She wasn't just fucking with my mind. If nothing else, I can say right now, that I got my payback in a way that hurts more than ever. Both of us lost someone we loved. Blood pours down from my mouth as I realize the variety of hits he managed withing a few quick shots. Already, I'm putting my hands up to block and I take a few steps back, wiping away the blood on my hand, and throwing the red stuff onto the ground. My mouth turns upward into a wicked grin. A small chuckle comes out as he threatens me that I'm dead. "Do you have a death wish, Matthew? Don't fuck with me." I charge at him quickly, taking one great swing into the side of his face with my knuckles connecting near his jaw line. The other hand has the knife in it and I move that hand taking a swipe at Matthew, unsure if I make contact. I can see the pain, by the mark I left on his face. That feeling against my knuckles is the most satisfying thing ever. That is, until my attention is drawn away from Matthew with some guy shouting at us. I keep my eyes on my enemy, but don't hesitate to keep the new threat within sight. "Matt. Stop." I snicker "You're bitch is calling for you. You might want to listen." I taunt. A second later, I glance over seeing someone going over to Kyanite, whose not even moved from where I let her fall. No remorse. No feelings. The only thing I don't like, is someone is trying to save her or attempt to. I can't have that happening. I've waited too long for her and now that I"ve got no chance with her now thanks to Matthew, no one will mess that up for me. "NO!" "Ladies, do I need to split you the fuck up?" He wants us to split up? Done. I run after the guy at Kyanites side, taking every measure to make sure that I reach him in time before he can touch her. "Don't you dare touch her!" I get withing arms reach, grabbing for his shirt. template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

This is a fight to the end and we both know it. Nobody is holding back because we each want the other one on the ground in a pool of blood at the end. It’s all about vengeance now.
I’m determined to not let him get a way another time. I’ve made this mistake once and he came back and harmed two innocent girls. Had I gone through with it the first time both of the them would be just fine now.
His hand gets torn out of my grasp as I sink my knuckles into his face over and over until he stumbles away. I get a little satisfaction from his desperate blocks and the blood pouring from his mouth but still he asks whether I have a death wish. I ignore the stupid question and close the distance again to reach for his arm with the knife. He needs to lose it, pass it over to me so I can use his own damn weapon against him.
That move gives him the chance to punch me square in the jaw, whipping my head to the side upon impact so I lose sight of the knife.
Next thing I know somebody behind us yells out

That move gives him the chance to punch me square in the jaw, whipping my head to the side upon impact so I lose sight of the knife.
Next thing I know somebody behind us yells out. At that very moment he comes at me again with the knife, which I only catch out of the corner of my eye but thanks to my training manage to jump back just in time so he doesn’t slice me open. My uniform isn’t so lucky but what do I care? Now is the time when I wish I had the vest on…then again it would slow me down so much.

I know the voice behind me..at least one of them. It belongs to Tyren, who’s found us…thank goodness. Yet I can’t rely on him. I’m determined to finish Jins up and no Tyren or anybody else is going to change that.

"Matt. Stop. You're bitch is calling for you. You might want to listen.” I hear him snicker which makes my blood boil like hot oil. How can he be joking around when he just ended two girls? I hate this fucking lunatic with everything I got.

My eyes are glued to the hand with his weapon trying to figure out a good move to get rid of it. Maybe kick…when he calls out. "NO!"
That’s when I actually do cast a brief glance at what’s happening behind me. Both Tyren and Alex are there, the latter aiming a gun right at us.
A jolt of adrenalin curses through me as I don’t fancy being shot again, especially not with real ammo.

Before I can finish my business with Kyanites suppressor he dives away to make sure Tyren can’t help her.
"Ladies, do I need to split you the fuck up?" Somebody calls out…He wants us to split up? Done.

I run after the guy at Kyanites side, taking every measure to make sure that I reach him in time before he can touch her.
If there’s any chance my partner can still save her I need to make sure he’s got the time so my next reaction comes naturally. I go straight after Jins and jump him from the back, wrap by arms around him to tackle him and turn hard to the left toward the edge of the roof to make sure he’s not anywhere close to Kyanite or Tyren.
I don’t care if Alex doesn’t agree when I wrap my right arm so tightly around his neck to choke him just like he did to my girl friend, who’s dead on the ground. He’s going to suffer the same fate. I’m sure my expression of rage and desperation conveys that.

[Anatra]

T Y R E N --- O R C A

"NO!" He's charging for me. I prepare myself massively, I'm not going to let this fool take me down. I'm a peacekeeper, I don't care how dizzy I feel. I'm not going to let it happen. My footing is easy to keep, but if I dare look over that edge, it could likely be the last I think.

"Ladies, do I need to split you the fuck up?" Alex says in a far too casual manner. I see that Matthew has tackled Jins, the time it gives me is wasted because Jins managed to pull on my shirt which causes my dizziness to overbear on me and pull me to the floor. I reach out and try to pull myself up, gripping the roof floor which proves difficult. I get myself to a stand and make haste to Kyanite with the time that Matthew has allowed me. I put my head to her heart to check for a heartbeat, but apparently I'm not the most medically apt. I'd forgotten to just check her pulse. I do that instead, and I feel a faint pulse. What am I supposed to do? She doesn't look like she's breathing. Should I try to help her breath? I don't know what to do.
I thought I had all the answers.

Alex doesn't know where to put himself. He stands there with the gun, the trigger almost happy enough to fire, but he isn't going to do it. I know it. He won't use it unless it's last minute. We are both unsure. If this was just the two of us, shots would have been fired by now. But there's complication because we know the people we are with.

I put my lips to hers, supplying her with whatever air that may be necessary. I don't care about my inhibitions right now, nor Matthew's. This is important, she could die. "Come on, Kyanite." I mutter to myself, trying to spur her to wake up.

Alex struggles to come to a decision, standing there very helplessly as though he was confused on who to shoot? Could he really be deciding something like that? It should be obvious, shoot Jins. Come on, man. Shoot Jins.

He drops his gun and runs over to Matthew and Jins and tries to help Matthew, perhaps by grabbing Jins if he can, or even by hitting Jins himself.

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J I N S R E V E N U E D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ My legs move quickly. Each step going straight for the man that stands beside the girl whose caused all these problems. She has no clue now, that anything that comes from this fight, is her fault. She's the one who could have just easily let all this settle quickly by dropping Matthew. She had the nerve to tell me she loved him. That's what pissed me off. That's what caused her to fall where she lay with the guy who seems clueless as to how to help her. "Don't you dare touch her!" I shout out to him, my fingers barely grabbing onto his shirt before something hits me in my back and tags me. I collapse to the ground, my chin connecting to the concrete of the root flooring. I feel like I've just been painted with red all over. My blood boils with anger as I growl outward toward the guy that's on top of me, trying to get me to fall short of my goal. I watch the guy in front of my momentarily as he brings his head down to Kya's chest, listening for a pulse. For life. Damnit. You son of a bitch... just let her fall over the edge. Just let her pay for causing me so much trouble and greif. Of all the times for this to happen, she would have called someone. Kya... there wouldn't be so much danger if you'd just let me take care of Gala then come back for you. Before I know it, Instead of being tackled to the ground and still scrapping, somehow Matthew has somehow gotten his arms around my neck. I pull my musles tightly into my throat, flexing the muscles that Matthew isn't able to fully make me feel the effects of what I did to Kya. I can feel as my face becomes nothing but pressure. I hold my breath as my fingers dig deep into his hands, prying apart the fingers of my attacker from around my neck. As soon as I get my fingers underneath his forearm, I push him away from my throat and take my elbow to shove it into his gut to get myself released. That's when I see the man beside Kyanite placing his lips on hers. Nothing but anger seems to rise up into my body. No! He's ruining my intentions. HE'S TRYING TO SAVE HER. NO! My eyes are set on Kyanite. As the air goes into her lungs, her chest rises, and quickly deflates, but when he doesn't provide her air, I notice how her chest fails to rise by itself. "You can't wake the dead!" I scream out to the guy about the same time that, once again, I feel a pair of hands on me, and just with reflexes, my fist shoots outward and aims toward the first thing I see. I aim straight for this guys stomach and I push every single strand of stregnth I can muster to get this guy to fall as I see Matthew already coming back after me. This isn't fair at all. Two against one? Where do these guys get their fighting skills? So, quickly, I shout to Matthew. "You want a fight. One on one. Call down your dog." I give him a quick jest. template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

There are two very opposite directions working against each other feverishly here but none of them gets what they want. Jins is trying to get Tyren away from Ky to seize all efforts of saving her while the rest of us want to help her.

My arm is wrapping as tightly around jins neck as I can but the guy is clawing at it leaving marks of his nails on my skin and even managing to push it that one centimeter away that he needs to breath. It's obvious he won't go down just like that even if I squeeze with all my might and hatred.

His elbow connects with my side right where the bullet left an ugly bruise, that's still painful enough for me to let him slip out of my fingers.

Jins dashes right at Tyren who's giving my girl friend mouth to mouth in a desperate attempt to save her.
"You can't wake the dead!"
Oh I hope he's wrong with all my heart. But therefore he needs to get his filthy paws off Tyren, who has become her life line.

This time Alex is helping me out but he gets punched while Jins challenges me to a one on one.
I don't give a fuck about his challenge as long as we manage to keep him away from my partner and girl friend.

So while he hits Alex I smash my own elbow on the back of his neck and then grab him to spin him around and punch him in the stomach.

For a brief second I catch Tyrens lost look over at us so I holler at Alex. "Help Tyren, I got this."

OOC: I had to use that line at least once.

[Anatra]

T Y R E N --- O R C A

"You can't wake the dead!" He seems to yell at me. Usually, I don't let anybody yell at me. But I need to save the girl in my arms. I can't give into anger in the face of her death. She's not dead, you bastard. My mind screams. I keep providing my life saving remedy, to whatever avail it will bring. I don't know. I'm not a medic. If only Jins hadn't got Gala, too. Max would be here. I don't know whether that would be good or bad, though. Max didn't rape anyone, though. Jins makes him look like a good guy. Maybe him and Matthew can get along nicely after this.
I doubt it.

Alex has his arms around Jins for a moment, but Jins tries to slam his hardest punch into Alex's stomach. To me, that would be stupid because surely he'd have a bulletproof vest on underneath... But he doesn't. He has to endure that punch in its entirety. I cringe as I see it wind him to a point where he backs up and has to cough his way back to a breath. In this moment, Jins acts like the tough guy. "You want a fight. One on one. Call down your dog." Dog. Almost as though Alex is worse than Matthew. I'm not how Alex feels about being degraded, but the last time he just lashed out and I had to break up the fight. This time, I won't be so brotherly. He's got to do this on his own because I'm saving somebody's life. Nobody will thank me for this, but at least she'd be able to thank Matthew for coming.

Alex backs up from the fight as Matthew literally tells him to. "Help Tyren, I got this." Don't help me. Don't help me, Matthew can't get beat here. Last time he fought for Kyanite the other guy won. He can't do it again, surely. Regardless, Alex comes over in a hurry, his stomach aching. What's he even going to achieve here? All he's going to be doing is sitting next to her until she wakes. He has the gun, he should have fired it by now. It's been shown that this guy can kill. We are peacekeepers. We shouldn't be standing for his. I can see Alex trusting the handle of his gun, wanting to take it out and fire it. End this once and for all. But he doesn't. I don't know why...
He should.

[Cameo {RIP Charlie}]

All Vy is able to hear is chaos of screams and fighting even as she's only pulling into the lot. The entire area's nearly abandoned and she's able to park in the closest space, quickly jumping off of her bike to dart to the building. Where the hell is everybody? Apparently they all decided today's not the day to train, leaving the perfect environment for such a setup. How convenient. Before entering the building she pauses at the door, trying to make something out of all the higher up noises. With the distances of not being directly under them and the high ceilings it's all a muffled mess. And as much as she would love to decide to act responsible now and try to get an understanding of what she's walking into, who knows when this brawl will be coming to an end. After the long journey there better be a few punches left for her.

The debate over trying to listen in and going straight in doesn't even completely finish before she's racing through the halls. It has something to do with Jins and Kyanite, some friend he's trying to kill, and there's no doubt that Matthew has made his way here by now as well. Easy prediction that Tyren's been forced into this mission, sadly Vy's unable to bet against herself though. That's enough information to go on, now to find the stairs. Instinctively her gun's out of its holster and ready to be aimed...as much as she'd love to sneak around the halls with a gun pointed in front of her, the enemy's obviously on the roof and innocent bystanders may be wandering around. Her odd ways of picking and choosing the ways she follows the rules.

The career gym used to be more of a home to Vy then anywhere else, but that was before she moved. With Brooklyn in the picture she didn't have time to explore like she used to in the gym she grew up with. Even after a couple of months she has no clue where the stairs may be, or if there even are stairs. What if there's a ladder? What if the ladder's not even located inside? She could be wasting her time for all she knows. Each door gets a peek in it, and she studies the walls of a sign for a way to get up. The pool room has her eyes staring upon one scenario though, with an inability to even move for a second. Fight must of been traveling as a smaller girl lays in a puddle of water and blood. If it wasn't for the guy helping her, Vy would have to pull herself away from the action. There's nothing she can do for her though, except maybe get revenge because it's too obvious who did this.

"He's going to kill her." In a way Vy didn't believe her. Not that she thought Kyanite was lying, just worked-up and panicked. After seeing that girl though, unsure if Jins succeed or not, it's scary how truthful Ky was being. Her words keep ringing through Vy's ears as she runs down the hallway even faster then before. There's still a chance to save everyone else. The stairs, not an ounce of relieve comes from the sight of them though. Each step slams and echos as if it'll get her up there faster. Pain in her knee is zero as her full concentration is upon preventing anything more from happening.

Even with the sun falling, it's blinding compared to the dark stairway Vy bolted out of. She takes no time to aim her gun as her eyes adjust. To no surprise it's Matthew taking on Jins hand-to-hand, and Alex is actually here to. With the target being handled for the most part she turns her attention to the one unconscious. "Is Kyanite alright?" She questions with her gun still aimed towards the ones fighting. Both of the twins are around Ky though, and Tyren's even giving mouth to mouth, now for the fun part. Might as well break up the team evenly and go help Matthew.

There's such a desire to shoot Jins, make sure this sort of thing never happens again. His close combat with Matthew makes that a little difficult though. The last thing Vy needs is to hit the wrong target. "Break it up boys!" She attempts to demand, if he'd just step away for a second, that's all she needs. They don't even listen to her as they continue to fight. Being ignored may be one of the few things that can really tick her off, and with that anger she aims her gun towards the sky and open forest. A warning shot startles the air and nearby birds, and hopefully will pause the boys as well.

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JINS REVENUE D I S T R I C T 2

◼ Ⅱ ▸ "You want a fight. One on one. Call down your dog." The smirk on my face is proof enough that I want nothing more than to have my chance with Matthew. Whether or not this new guy will accept to back off is one thing. Though, a moment later, I get what I want. The coward backs off after my knuckles meet with his stomach, winding him to the point that he looses his breath. That elates me. That shows that I'm in no mood to pussy foot around with anyone. I"m being driven by one thing and one thing alone and right now, I am not going to go down without a fight or until I'm on the ground and dead. Only then, will I allow anything else, but what I want, to happen. "Good boy." I coddle the guy whose backing up after I hit him. A second later, MAtthew retaliates and something sharp digs into the back of my neck throwing me off balance and he grabs ahold of me. My vision spins with the velocity that Matthew has manipulated my body and his fist meets with my stomach. I tense up. The muscles take most of the blow, while it only serves to make me suddenly gasp out and bend over, holding my gut. I look up, deadly, at him. I watch him intently as Matthew suddenly tells him to go after Tyren whose helping Kya. I shake my head. That's when my gaze at Matthew displays so much hatred. "An eye for a eye. I never had a beef with you until you tried the same stunt that Kya did. Guess history really does repeat itself. This time..." I charged him and knock him down to the ground, and that's when the scuffle starts to get a bit more heavy. My fist finds his face twice, and the pavement once, as my knuckles bleed from the connection of the ground scrapping against my skin. The way we seem to be going at it, resembles a tumbleweed in the wind before he's the one who has the advantage and somehow pins me face down, with his knee in my back. "Think this is funny, Matthew? Cause I do..." I can't help but chuckle slightly. As much as I try to get an upper hand, his knee is digging too much into my shoulder to do any good. A bated breath before a shot suddenly rings out, catching my attention and as I can tell, Matthew's as well. From one moment to the next, I jerk my way out. Arch my leg upwards, and Matthew goes flying toward the end of the building. My attention is turned to the newcomer and when I get a look at her, I can't help but laugh. "What? Didn't you get enough the first time? You're just in time. Ky's dead. You... are next!" I roll to my knees, and start getting up, watching the gun. template by chelsey

[Jack Lexington]

Against all odds Alex is really listening to me and retreats from the fist fight with Jins help his brother with the first aid on Kyanite.
I have no idea whether Tyrens mouth to mouth is doing anything but simply can’t give up. No way. Not in our fight for her or the one against this evil man.

I keep struggling hard against Jins but he’s skilled and insanely angry as well. Twice he manages to punch me in the face before I can get my head out of the way so his fist connects with the ground. My cheek hurts so much that I’m afraid my eye will be swollen shut before I can end this fight.
Once again I’m fuelled by blind rage when I see the strange look in his eyes. This guy needs to be out of the picture. There’s no way I’m allowing him to come back and hurt any more innocent people. If my training has any use whatsoever today is the day. So I throw everything I got left at him until I’ve got hom pinned down on the hard concrete again with my knee in his back. If I stomp down hard enough I might be able to snap his neck.

Out of the blue I hear a female voice call out to split it up and then a shot tears the air. Instantly I freeze and duck as if that could help.

Next thing I know I get bucked off Jins as if he’s turned into a wild bronc and fall backwards. I know I’m awefully close to the edge as it is but I didn’t realized that he could throw me this far until I feel the stone corner connect with the back of my upper thigh but I still have momentum.
From there on Jins doesn’t matter anymore, nor does Kyanite because I feel the edge slip away and the feel myself loose ground underneath me. I’m falling!

All I can think off is the hight of this gym. I won’t survive the impact.

Instinctively I reach out my hands trying to hold on to whatever I can.
It’s like grasping for straws that aren’t there but suddenly my right hand catches a ledge with a small rim to it. I can barely hold on to it but my second hand shoots up supporting the first one. It feels like my arms are tearing apart while my fingers can barely grasp the small life support the cold stone is offering me.

I hang…heavy and long from the tips of my fingers. But I’m not dead, I didn’t drop. At least not yet.

The adrenalin fuelled my instincts and reaction but it also makes my whole body shake like Espen leaves, which makes it all that much harder to hold on, and takes my voice when I need it the most. So I croak barely audible.”Help!”