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WHO: Abigail Hobbs and one open, one closed, one semi-open
WHERE: Sanctum Aurorae and Olin Vale.
WHEN: Before the Snyod
WHAT: Abigail's training and hunting.
WARNINGS: Violence and one death.
One. Open, Sanctum
Abigail had been granted a special power with knives, combining that with amazing knives that had been dreamt up for her, made her very happy. She could often be found in a training area, throwing the knives at targets with her eyes closed or attacking dummies. When she took a break, she'd likely found still using her knives, perhaps carving an intricate design into small piece of fruit, or balancing a sharp knife on the tip of her finger, even juggling the knives when the mood struck her.
Two. Closed - Abigail Hobbs, Ruby and Ronan/Greywaren
Abigail normally loved the thrill of a good hunt. Today's was harder. Ruby was a girl close to her age. Close to the age of her father's victims. She had special weapons, one that could tranquilize her, without having to put a bullet or a knife in her. It was merciful, she assured herself. She would know why she deserved this. Once she had brought her back to the Greywaren, he could dream her up more powerful gear and put down Ruby.
Abigail kept telling herself there was no reason for her to feel guilty. Ruby was the one she'd caught spying. Ruby wasn't a true member of the Sanctum, making killing her no different than an elephant stomping on a bug. That though fortified her and she lined Ruby up in the sights of her tranquilizer rifle.
Three. Abigail Hobbs and Adam Parrish, open to anyone that wants to stop Abigail from taking Adam back to the Sanctum.
Abigail had tracked the scent of the traitor all the way to Virginia, or what would have been Virginia on her world. Being in a forest again felt good, but she had a job to do. She found her way to a hidden community. She was such a good actress, having played the role of her father's bait long ago, that it was easy to plead to be let in. She would have to rely on her hidden weapons, knives, rather than her rifle.
Once inside, she blended in and went on the hunt. Her movements were fluid and precise. She was stalking her prey. It was how she had come to see most other people now. The Sanctum, Kylo and the Greywaren were the wolves and the rest were lambs. With the sanctum, she felt like powerful too, another predator. Here, she felt less safe. The thrill made up for it. Plus, she was about to capture a traitor, and bring him back. His blood would spill before his secrets. She followed Adam from a distance, waiting for a moment when he would be alone.
WHERE: Sanctum Aurorae and Olin Vale.
WHEN: Before the Snyod
WHAT: Abigail's training and hunting.
WARNINGS: Violence and one death.
One. Open, Sanctum
Abigail had been granted a special power with knives, combining that with amazing knives that had been dreamt up for her, made her very happy. She could often be found in a training area, throwing the knives at targets with her eyes closed or attacking dummies. When she took a break, she'd likely found still using her knives, perhaps carving an intricate design into small piece of fruit, or balancing a sharp knife on the tip of her finger, even juggling the knives when the mood struck her.
Two. Closed - Abigail Hobbs, Ruby and Ronan/Greywaren
Abigail normally loved the thrill of a good hunt. Today's was harder. Ruby was a girl close to her age. Close to the age of her father's victims. She had special weapons, one that could tranquilize her, without having to put a bullet or a knife in her. It was merciful, she assured herself. She would know why she deserved this. Once she had brought her back to the Greywaren, he could dream her up more powerful gear and put down Ruby.
Abigail kept telling herself there was no reason for her to feel guilty. Ruby was the one she'd caught spying. Ruby wasn't a true member of the Sanctum, making killing her no different than an elephant stomping on a bug. That though fortified her and she lined Ruby up in the sights of her tranquilizer rifle.
Three. Abigail Hobbs and Adam Parrish, open to anyone that wants to stop Abigail from taking Adam back to the Sanctum.
Abigail had tracked the scent of the traitor all the way to Virginia, or what would have been Virginia on her world. Being in a forest again felt good, but she had a job to do. She found her way to a hidden community. She was such a good actress, having played the role of her father's bait long ago, that it was easy to plead to be let in. She would have to rely on her hidden weapons, knives, rather than her rifle.
Once inside, she blended in and went on the hunt. Her movements were fluid and precise. She was stalking her prey. It was how she had come to see most other people now. The Sanctum, Kylo and the Greywaren were the wolves and the rest were lambs. With the sanctum, she felt like powerful too, another predator. Here, she felt less safe. The thrill made up for it. Plus, she was about to capture a traitor, and bring him back. His blood would spill before his secrets. She followed Adam from a distance, waiting for a moment when he would be alone.
Can you escape from a cult? We're about to find out.
Not that he knows he's being followed.
He's grown less paranoid about being alone in the Vale, no longer constantly looking over his shoulder or scrying until he couldn't breathe. The young man he's talking to bids him a farewell and now? Now he's alone. He shifts the satchel on his shoulder, adjusting the weight before he starts on his way toward the library. There's a book he needed to return, and a book he wanted to read.
Adam's relaxed, and doesn't look as fanatical as he used to be.
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Two. (Sorry I'm late, Family stuff IRL Happened)
Her older self's notes were... Well they had been coded similarly to how she'd done in her own world, but it wasn't thorough enough for Ruby to understand exactly what she was supposed to act like, just basic information about the people around her. Whatever her older self had been expecting, it wasn't an alternate version of herself who had spent the last year being an actual teenager. Let alone a teenager hopping into her adult body and piloting it while-
She stopped and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath. She was on patrol outside the actual sactum at least. She could probably rest assured that no psychics were peeping into her head at this moment. This was likely the best chance to get her story straight before the extraction team had time to come get her. Just her, the snow, and the empty land around her.
Or, at least that's what she thought, completely unaware she was being hunted.
(that's okay, hope you're okay)
(I'm coping! And apparently losing track of time, but that's sleep related I think.)
Re: (I'm coping! And apparently losing track of time, but that's sleep related I think.)
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