[thread] This is it.

[yesimevil]

Characters:OU Harth Fray, OU Tomo, Open
Where:The park
When:Night
Summary:Harth baited a few to a show down, Tomo will be using his powers of illusion to fake Harth's death.
Warnings:Violence, swearing, everything else TBA

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[preventerchang]

Wufei had spent far too much time over the past two weeks reviewing where he had gone wrong -- the so many places he had gone wrong -- in his last encounter with Harth Fray. First at the top of the list had been the information regarding Fray which he did not have; that had influenced everything which came afterward. This time, he would be better prepared. Of course, so was the vampire.

The park itself was large enough that searching out Fray would take some time. The Chinese pilot had plenty of it to waste, however, as he stalked his way down a thin path, noting areas he had seen before. He ducked under a low-hanging branch that scraped some strands of hair free from his tight tail, ignoring the harsh air that turned his breath into mist as he walked. Harth would choose a place advantageous to himself...

Re: OOC

[yesimevil]

Sure. Just please give Harth a window of opportunity to escape, he will after all be able to see them coming.

Re: OOC

[darkrangerqueen]

(Oh I don't know about that. ~_^ Yes, Harth will be able to get away eventually since it has been preordained that he avoids capture/fakes death (either/or), but good luck spotting an elf ranger-captain, a freelance ex-cop in white stealth gear, and a fellow who spent the last few months surviving in a jungle. The skeletons are probably fairly non-stealthy though. I'll grant you that. You'll just have to see what happens.)

Re: OOC

[yesimevil]

Hahaha.. Okay, okay.. lol

[darkrangerqueen]

When the gunshot rang out, the dark ranger froze instinctively. The sound rippled and bounced against buildings and died away: from those echoes more than the initial bang, she determined the approximate direction of its source. Her minions "heard" it as well. As soon as she had located the disturbance -- south and a little east of their current position -- all of them swerved to comply with her original orders. Be quiet their mistress commanded mentally, reigning them in. Spread out. They began to form a mathematically precise semi-circle ahead of the Banshee Queen. Advance.Sylvanas glanced behind her to meet the eyes of her followers this night. With a subtle gesture, she indicated that the two men should follow her off to the right, to separate themselves from her own bony, more conspicuous forces. She moved away more rapidly than before, seeming to disappear for seconds at a time. Then the tail of her tattered cloak would flit behind a tree, or her quiver bristle straightly above an otherwise scraggly bush. These signs marked her

[yersmalltime]

The minute Leon had heard the gunshot, he'd known they'd find Harth wherever they traced it. He was not disappointed to be proven so. The agent followed Sylvanas and Eko stealthily, choosing the back of a snowdrift near them for his vantage point. From there he looked out onto the scene

[jesusstick]

At the sound of the gunshot Eko glanced around, taking in the scene silently and calmly. A typical priest might have been horrified by the injured form lying in the snow and rush forward to see what could be done to help, but he was far from a normal priest and barely gave it a second glance. The shadowed form in the forest was far more interesting to him.

To his credit he wasn't immediately overcome with memories of the Others. Quite the opposite, really. All that mattered to him was that there was a potential threat he could not quite see, even when he followed Sylvanas's directions and moved away from the skeletons. Following orders was not something he was used to in these situation, and he did not like it but was willing to remain silent on his complaints for now.

Shifting his grip on his stick slightly he watched the body closely, waiting to see what would happen next.

[preventerchang]

Given that Heero had put off shooting someone who was more of a threat to them than anyone else discovered so far, Wufei disregarded the gun being pointed at him. Being shot at had never stopped any of them from running into danger in the past, and it wasn't going to stop him now. He stepped out of his cover slowly, with his own gun pointed towards the ground, and then crossed the open space between himself and the other two.

He took aim again, this time at Harth's neck, now that he was close enough to attempt such a shot, and pulled the trigger a second time, the sound of the gun firing echoing in the silence of the park.

"This will do little more than slow him down, so stop wasting time," he said, his eyes only on Harth, not on Heero; his words, however, were aimed at both of them. "Kill him now, if you can, or get out of my way." This was no honorable battle, only the elimination of a threat, and he had no patience for Heero's morals or those of the compound at large. They would not do what needed to be done.

(ooc: since he's

[l1_01]

Heero swung his gun back towards Harth as soon as he saw it was Wufei, but didn't move from where he was standing.

"Just leave him," he growled. If they killed Harth, they would be forced into a confrontation with his sister, an unpleasant prospect at best. But of course, Wufei wouldn't know about that.

He didn't move to interfere, though. He knew Wufei better than that.

((OOC: Yes, Wufei has been pulled into the illusion, and therefore, to his eyes it LOOKS like the bullet struck just where he aimed.))

[yesimevil]

Harth stirred and began to pull himself out of the snow. He could ear and smell others, so it was time to up the anti. Heero was so close, now, wasn't he? After the initial movement, he rose into a crouch and leaped forward to Heero. Goal was now to provoke violence, provoke rage.. And maybe induce a little pain along the way. He never got a chance with Heero.

Harth, in his true from, far away and invisible from the action, grunted, moving his eyes to Tomo. Not that he couldn't move, but in his concentration, he didn't dare speak, less he expose himself. Now imagining things, options that, if those other three managed to capture him, for plan b.

Harth, in the snow, was on his feet and charging at Heero, his speed, especially considering the snow was impressive. His intent was to disarm the boy cause as much commotion as possible. That? He was good at.

[darkrangerqueen]

The three skeletons veered to give chase, hands now reaching towards Harth in their silent eagerness.

Meanwhile, their mistress continued to study the confrontation. This was too obviously a feint...but she could not guess what the true direction was. The whole scene struck her as deeply wrong. So the dark ranger strained her still-keen senses towards the action. At the same time, she slowly drew an arrow from her quiver and set it on the bowstring. Only her arm moved during this delicate process: the rest of her remained perfectly still in a way only undeath could have made possible.

(OOC: She's not close enough for her High Elf magic-sense to kick in.)

[yersmalltime]

Simultaneously, Leon closed one eye and looked out onto the clearing through the scope of his rifle, whence the skeletons were chasing Harth. Whenever he wasn't looking out for Sylv he'd taught himself to move on and react to her bodily cues. His game plan for now was to support her bowmanship, unless things somehow got hairy up-close.

If they did... well, that was what the knife, pistol, and TMP were for.

[jesusstick]

Unlike his two comrades, Mr. Eko had brought no long range weapons with him, just his stick but he did not seem perturbed by the fact that he had no way to attack from such a distance. Instead he just continued to move forward silently through the trees, shifting his grip on the vine wrapped handle of the stick as he did. The weapon might be carved with scripture, but the dried blood on the end said more than enough about what it was used for.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to creep forward, watching the scene and the skeletons he still disapproved of, trying to figure out just what it was about the whole situation that seemed wrong to him.

[preventerchang]

Wufei held in a sharp curse as Harth leapt to his feet, charging at Heero -- his first two shots had done very little to damage the vampire at all, though he had been slowed, and he was able to get off only a third shot before Harth was much too close to Heero for Wufei to risk firing again; he hadn't expected the shot to make contact, and it didn't, the sound of the bullet impacting and ricocheting off the trunk of a nearby tree a dull thud following the sound of the gun going off

[l1_01]

Heero did fire when the vampire charged; one shot that would have dropped a human being. But Harth didn't even slow. He realized he was going to be tackled and dropped the gun, falling back as the vampire caught him and drove him to the ground. He got a foot between them and rolled; he seized Harth, cursing him through his teeth, and threw him with all his considerable strength towards the foot of the nearest tree where the ground was uneven. Perhaps he could stun him for a moment...

[yesimevil]

Of all the moves to make.

Harth sent the signal mentally to Tomo, now was the time. The body that he was controlling, as he fell backwards into the trees, made impact with a protruding branch, of which had managed to impale him through the chest, int he back. Yes, it stunned him, but only a moment later, did his skin dissolve into dust, leaving only a skeleton, which followed suit, melting away into grey particles. The threat, Harth Fray, was gone.

Now, Harth, having experienced it, was, as expected, patting himself down, curious, and slightly paranoid. He stood and looked away towards the others, mildly amused at the sight. "Very good." he thought aloud, giving a passing glance to Leon, Eko, and the Elf Queen.