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l[ Unfourtunately, life has gotten a lot more busy to the point that i cannot handle more than one character. My muse is with Leon, thus he will be the only one i roleplay with. Even he shall be a slow reply character because of the busyness of my life and interests at free time. you can always follow me at bornsavior. ]l

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He let out a deep sigh, though admired her reluctant behavior, it was needed for someone in her position, believing everything you hear is definitely a sign of a bad agent. "From the reactions I'm getting this seems to be on the down low. Good thing I'm being recorded, this needs to be known"

He took a bit of a pause, shuffling in the background could obviously state that he was somewhere in an enclosed area, like an apartment or building. When in fact he had just returned from a mission in Nice, France. After the contract with the Government was set up, he and Leon kept a close relationship, this is how we was able to contact Hunnigan.

"We worked as Umbrellas Secret Service, or otherwise known as the U.S.S. Our mission was to execute everyone who knew that Umbrella had a hand in the Raccoon City incident. We were sent in, with Echo Team Six to counteract our introspection. We were to kill everyone in the R.P.D, they were the one's who finally uncovered that Umbrella was behind it."

A clashing of dishes sounded through the phone, he was definitely in an apartment, or in other words his own. He was simply trying to clean around the house as he spoke to the woman.

"To make it a long story short, our contract with Umbrella was destroyed the moment we decided to rescue Leon, Claire, and Sherry." He cleared his throat momentarily before speaking once more "Can I have what I want now?"

This man, this fool, trying to tell her what she should do. She listened to no one, especially a man who called her out of the blue speaking of information that was considered to be classified. The only people who knew of that incident was the government and the few survivors of Raccoon City. "I don’t think you have any right to tell me to calm down, personally."

This man, he claimed to have known Leon, claimed to be a man who could have killed Leon back in the day, and yet he didn’t. What purpose would killing Agent Kennedy have served? She wanted to know more, but no, she wasn’t allowed. This man, he could have been a stalker, a man fishing for information. This could all be some coincidental story, but it all seemed too real. “Are you now?”

A contracted assassin was something she could hardly believe. Then again, that wasn’t her jurisdiction, those were the men she knew nothing about. He could have been telling the truth or lying altogether. "How so?"

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"If you didn't catch it the first time, you probably won't get it the second time."

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"Aren’t you cute. Playing Halloween, little boy?"

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September 28th, 1998

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"Well if it isn't the bitch of the living."

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"Aren’t you cute. Playing Halloween, little boy?"

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痛み - Pain

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Suggest a Halloween costume for my character and they'll give you their reaction!

Bonus points if you have a reasoning behind the costume you pick!

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"Well if it wasn't so obvious in Raccoon City you should already know." he was prepared for a fight, and if one was going to break out he was going to make sure to dispose of this woman once and for all. 

"Anyways, why is a dog tailing a leech? Are you hungry for pain?" he chuckled a bit after his comment, his body turning to face the woman with a hand on the hilt, prepared.

"So what brings one of the Leeches out into the light and here of all places?" She ignored his comment instead eyeing him over his hand close to his knife she kept her hand ready near her gun.

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"And you're just a dog of the military" he retorted towards her. He didn't like Tweed and it was obvious that she didn't like him, or any of them for that matter. But here of all places, why was she here?

His camouflage suit, it annoyed her to no extent. Especially when he just appeared out of nowhere. “Like wise leech.” Her nickname for every single Wolfpack member was Leech, other than Lupo that was wolf bitch.

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He stopped suddenly, the presence of her body being read through the scan in his suit. His camouflage deactivating would allow her to see his body. He readied a hand on his knife, knowing exactly who was here.

He turned his head towards her, noting her body language and what she might have been doing. "Never thought I'd see you again.."

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l[ The Leon blog is up, just require followers, when i get srt at home the relationships page will going. ]l

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He chuckled over the phone towards her. He could have cared less if she took his proposition or not, he simply wanted to see what would happen. He was chuckling because in his own mind, someone who wasn't on the field had no right to be retorting in such a way towards at him. "Again, please calm down." he said a little more stern this time.

He sighed a little before speaking again, "Leon could have died at my hands. But he's alive, only for the simple fact that I traded his life for my comrade's. It's through him I am able to talk to you without any consequence. You see, I'm a contracted assassin for the United States Government."

  Calm down? She was calm, much more than she had been in previous days. To have this man, a man she didn’t even know attempt to tell her to maybe calm down a bit, after he contacted her about information she knew nothing or little about - or the impression she gave - it was unnerving. "How dare you tell me to calm down?"

Wolfpack?

It was an entity she knew nothing about, nothing Leon had ever mentioned and if the word had come up in the earlier reports, she overlooked it for being unimportant. "No, I haven’t. Something that wasn’t of concern to us."

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Vector ☣ tvtropes

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[[ If anyone want's to roleplay my Leon, he's up but still under construction. ]]

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Sadly, I was camouflaged when the photo shoot happened.

DELTA-TEAM.

No Vector, unfortunately.

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One vial, all they wanted. Why he was in Nice, France, was the reason of his mercenary work, but what he would find would be something he didn't think he would ever have to face again, he always dreaded the thought, but he did what he thought was right, even if it was at the cost of his den mother. He still thought of himself as apart of the Wolfpack, even if the others were dead.

He was looking out the window of a black car, tinted windows, his suit on fully but the mask in his lap, the LED lights off, just looking hollow and black. He was so lost in thought, but the feeling of the car stopping suddenly without traffic made him look to his right, seeing the building and fixing his mask over his face.

Camouflaged as he stepped from the car, it drove off as he simply walked up to the building entrance, knife in hand, ready to strike. He wasn't as daft though, he looked at the perimeter of the building and instantly noticed the lack of security systems, noticing the temperament. 

He began to run into the building, noting the dead bodies as he made his way to the lab, looking through the corner he saw a blue tint pass his eyes, accidentally knocking over a few vials in the mix of his confusion.

He was taken back slightly, was it really? It couldn't be her. Sweat dripped down his face, a tinge of fear inside the pit of his stomach as he passed the corner. "Lupo?"

Ally or Foe? || Vector & Lupo

A pretty price had been laid down for her newest mission. Oh how much the small pharmacies would pay to have what the larger corporations could afford. Just a sample was requested - only one vial. The mission was so simple for such an experienced soldier and it paid well. 

This was the reason she had been on a midnight train to Nice, France. Unloading from the train about three hours later, Karena flagged down a cab and changed into her gear in the back seat as the driver took her to her destination. She paid the man as he pulled up to the closed facility, adding in a hefty tip for keeping his mouth shut about what he had seen. 

Karena pulled two Glocks from the duffle bag she had brought with her, loaded them, and started toward the building. Her first order of business - take out all outside surveillance. They would never see her coming. She approached just a bit closer, aimed — shot out each camera. She infiltrated the facility, taking out those, as needed, who stood in her way. 

Reaching the labs at basement level, Lupo assassinated two unsuspecting scientists busy at work. She carefully stepped over their dead bodies, boots clicking along the tiled flooring. She examined the samples and places each carefully into a padded briefacase. Slender digits the wrapped around the handle and lifted it. 

Crash! Lupo’s head whipped around to find that a few empty vials and flasks had been knocked to the floor and shattered there. Her eyes narrowed suspiciously, ears peeled for even a morsel of sound. 

Breathing… 

She was not alone. The brunette knew that for the sake of her success with this mission, she would need to make a run for it. And she did.