Irvine, CA [CLOSED]

[Reagan]

Reagan shot her a big grin as he caught the light with a large, pale hand. "Thank you officer," he replied, delight and humor playing through his voice as he watched her descend into the blackness. Not bad, he thought, nodding his head as he regarded his strange, new companion. With an exasperated sigh he leaned down to the ground, bracing himself with one hand on the concrete and descended into the sewer opening. Holding up the flashlight he pointed it towards where he'd seen the creature run. He could hear the echoing of its footsteps and- wait, what was that? He listened closely and he swore he could hear multiple sets of footsteps echoing in the pipe ways. Worried that the missing persons might be lost down there he took off at a run.

The sound of their feet splashing in the filthy sewer water was defeaning and Reagan found himself having trouble locating the direction in which the thing had taken off. He made a few turns where he believed he could hear voices coming from, a small splash of what he was beginning to believe was the shedding skin of a shapeshifter located on the wall gave him hope they were still on its tail. He could hear the voices getting closer. Coming to a T intersection in the pipes Reagan made a sharp right in the direction he thought would take them to the shapeshifter or at least his pray. However coming around the corner he found himself colliding with yet another person.

"HNNnhg!" Reagan found his shoulder pushed back, spinning and knocking him off kilter. At that moment only dirty pipe water and every disease that could come from landing in it flashed before Reagan's eyes. "Fuck!" He exclaimed without second thought. But using his arms and back to brace himself he lands against the wall and manages to prevent himself from taking a dip in muddy, green water. For a moment he was frozen, thoughts of encephalitis clogging up his brain ways. But after a deep breath of relief he was able to process what had happen.

For a moment he thought the thing before him might be the shapeshifter. But the amount of bandaging on what he believed to be another person would have taken too long and would have been impossible to do down in the pipes. But the look of the person wrapped up like a mummy did not exactly instill calm in Reagan and in one fluid motion he threw himself away from the wall and removed the hunting knife that was hidden in the small of his back. Gripping the knife with a strong hand he kept it low, but visible. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" His voice was stern, more stern than even he was used too. Perhaps it was his recent near death experience with the sewer water or maybe it was the odd amount of people in the same area seemingly hunting the same thing but something was beginning to unnerve Reagan.

As soon as he finished speaking Reagan could hear the muffled sounds of voices behind him, opposite the
direction he had turned.

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Reagan Williams

[Jacklyn]

Jack stumbles back in surprise and fear, "HOLYSHITWHATTHEFUCK".
She watches as her partner is knocked against the wall and grits her teeth. Seeing this new human? wrapped in bandages from head to toe, she begins to think,

Are we dealing with more than one creature?

After trudging through the sewer and seeing the goopy residue scattered across the floor and walls, Jack had figured they are dealing with a shapeshifter. There's no way this is the shapeshifter, though. Shapeshifters don't cover themselves up in bandages. She then looks at the pack he is wearing and sees her fake badge hanging out of it and what seems to be her jacket.

What the fuck? Did this asshole steal my shit?

She watches her partner handle the situation calmly and Jack grits her teeth. She grabs the… thing… that ran into them by his collared shirt and points the knife on her fist at his neck. "What the fuck are you and who the hell do you think you are following us down here and taking my stuff?"

[Icarus]

A cold chill shot down Icarus' spine and the words sunk in. I've never dealt with anything like this before. I can't show I'm afraid. His knuckles turned white as the grip on his short sword had only grown tighter. Just as Icarus thought to speak again, a loud commotion could be heard down the tunnels. Were these the other people chasing this thing? The creatures attention shifted for just a moment as shouting could be heard from the darkness. With very little light and not much time, Icarus had to make his first attack count. Unsheathing his short sword from his and placing his left hand on the long handle of his katana sticking out from behind his left shoulder, he leaped forward and lunged with his knife aiming directly for its heart. Just as the silver blade came close to the shapeshifter's heart, it turned straight into Icarus and the blade sank into its abdomen. The creature gasped in pain and Icarus began to unsheathe his Katana. Before  he could get the blade halfway out he watched the creature to predict its next attack. But the creature seemed as if it had accepted its fate; its head turned from looking back into the darkness and Fox was greeted with a most uncomfortable vision. "Y-You're me!" he exclaimed, realizing the creature had began to take on his own form. As Icarus remained in shock, the shapeshifter quickly and with great force knocked him back, his silver short sword still buried into its abdomen. Fox stumbled near the sewer opening and regained his balance before drawing his katana. The creature slowly mimicked his every feature before muttering in an all too familiar voice "I know everything."

[Saal]

This is going rather poorly.

Saal shifted his weight to ease the tension on the knife blade against his throat. The smaller of the two humans had what seemed to be a metallic arm? How do Americans even have... this is ridiculous. Deciding it must be some kind of magic Saal edges his smaller colt out of his pocket.

"By the Rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion," Saal began as he stares down the woman holding his collar.

"Remember, O Lord, The children of Edom in the Day of Jerusalem who said, 'Raze it, raze it, even to the foundation,'" He chanted as he grabbed her arm with the knife and started to force it away.

"O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed. Happy Shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us, " Saal pushes the girl away with all of his strength.

"Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones," he towers over her and rests his hand on his gun, opening his coat to reveal it and making note of where his primary gun and silver knife lay o the ground. He stares down the larger hunter holding a knife and prepares to draw his weapons. Either of these two could be the shapeshifter and he has no way of knowing which.

"Do you know what it means?"

[Reagan]

Reagan jumped as he watched his companion leap forward and seize the stranger. For a second he didn't know whether to pull her off of him or to lend a hand. The decision was made for him though when the mummy man shoved the dark haired girl back. Reagan sucked in a deep breath and made a motion as if he were going to lunge at the other man, how ever something glinted in the darkness and Reagan found his eyes drawn downwards. On the man's hip he saw the gun. Reagan released an exasperated sigh. He didn't re-sheath his knife but he did attack the man.

"I don't give a fuck what it means, you need to watch yourself." The words came out a growl as he pointed his knife at the stranger, trying to make a point. They were in the middle of a chase and the last thing Reagan thought they needed was an aggressive human. There was already enough going on. Reagan flipped back one edge of his sweater and place a hand on his hip, exposing one of his own pistols. He lifted up his chin and scared aggressively down at the man making biblical references.

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Reagan Williams

[Jacklyn]

Jack flinched at the awkward pressure being put on her wrist by this bandaged nutcase. He has pushed her down to her knees, but she fights back  the pain, keeping a cool demeanor. 

"Listen King Tut," she twists her wrist around and pulls out of his grip. Jack gets to her feet and brushes off the knees of her black police uniform slacks, "I couldn't give a rat's ass what that religious bullshit that you just spewed out of your mouth meant." She straightens up and stares him in the face, "but I do suggest you tell us who the hell you are and what the hell you are doing down here. If we're all after the same thing, fighting like this is stupid. Now start talking." She raises her bladed arm to her waist and places her other hand on top of her holstered 9mm pistol on her police belt in case he gets any stupid ideas.

[Icarus]

Icarus couldn't hesitate for even a moment. It was clear this creature relied solely on mind games to gain the upper hand. He quickly unsheathed his katana and began to charge at the shapeshifter; moving fast than it could react he grabbed on the the handle of his short sword still buried deep in the creatures stomach and held the katana at its throat. He wont be strong enough to hold it long, but he needed to find out where the missing students had gone. "I'm going to ask you one more time and if you cooperate maybe I'll just let you live. Where are the missing students?" he asked with a forceful tone and putting more pressure onto the short sword. "I've already told you. They're learning all about humanity!" the shape shifter cackled in Icarus' own voice. There was almost no difference now between the creature and himself. "What does that mean? I don't have time for games." he barked, his frustration reaching a breaking point. "What is more human than suffering? I have seen so many students claim finals and midterms are so agonizing. Is it truly so painful to learn?" the creature said with an almost sarcastic tone. Icarus felt his grip loosening as the creature pressed harder against him. The hints began to sink in, but he still wasn't one hundred percent sure. He knew he would have to either finish it off or find some other way to contain it before anything else could happen. He pulled his short sword from its abdomen and attempted to position the blade above the shape shifters heart, but it threw Icarus back and dashed off towards the main entrance. Fox took off in a blind sprint behind the creature. SHIT. I have to catch it before it's too late. 

[Reagan]

There came the sound of footsteps advancing toward them but reagan didn't turn his eyes away from the bandaged man. It wasn't until the commotion from the other tunnels was LITERALLY right fucking behind them. Before he could turn Reagan could hear a voice.

"Help me! Please! He's trying to kill me!" Reagan spun around to see two men who- Wait, what the fuck? The two men looked exactly alike and it immediately clicked to Reagan. Without giving it much thought Reagan leapt forward at the second man. With Reagan's right hand he grabbed the man's left, pulling it up and over towards the right, forcing him to turn around. He quickly reached under the other man's left arm, and reached for his own forearm and forced the man's head down. He continued to pull the left arm up so that it came under the man's own chin, and put pressure on carotid artery. And in second's Reagan had the pursuant in a very practiced sleeper hold.

His back was turned to the rest of the group so lifting up the smaller man he turned to face his group. "Well now this is a party!" His voice was breathy from the strain of holding his prisoner but he managed a chuckle and a mischievous grin.

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Reagan Williams

[Saal]

During the commotion Saal executed a practiced roll away from the police (?) woman and towards his dropped gear. Picking up his silver-loaded pistol and silver knife, he points the gun at the unarmed twin not currently being held by the tall, well-dressed psycho -- look at the pot calling the kettle black -- and his knife at the police (?) woman. "The creature does not like silver, " he began, "and it clearly can camouflage itself among humans. Unless you're going Cain and Abel on each other, one of you is a monster."  Glaring over at the tall man he whispers, " You and your police-friend over here are just as suspect." Taking the knife and raising it to his opposite forearm, he cuts through his bandages and they run red with blood. "No sizzle," he tosses the knife in front of the police (?) woman, "you check out and you can have your stuff back." He watches the scared eyes of the man who was being chased. Those eyes turn to rage as they see Saal notice the bullet hole in its pants. Saal fires a round into it's shoulder, which sizzles and smokes, knocking the now obviously monstrous man into the wall. "Hold where you are thing," Saal bluffs, "I have plenty more where that came from." Shit shit shit, 2 iron rounds before my next two silver shots and my other pistol isn't fire-ready. Either way it could kill me before I have another shot. He glances over to his knife at the woman's feet.

Dumbass move Saal... dumbass move.

[Jacklyn]

In a fit of haste, Jack grabs the knife from the ground and quickly runs the blade across her arm, allowing her blood to trickle down to the ground.

"Yo gauze wrap," She exclaims to the bandaged man as she tosses the silver blade to him, "now can we kill this son of a bitch?"

Jack flashes him a smirk before charging at the injured shapeshifter, her silver blade poking out from her fist and headed straight for its chest. The creature dodges her attack and Jack tries to swing around, barely grazing the monster's ankle. It falls to the ground and Jack slips into some wretched sewer water.

"OH GOSH EW GROSS BLEH!" She shouts, scrambling to get to her feet and out of the polluted water.

[Icarus]

Icarus eyes widened in shock as the dark haired girl lunged at the creature disguised as a near identical copy of himself. The large man wrapped is gauze seemed taken aback by the hasty actions of the girl, while the large slender man continued to do his best to keep a tight grip on Icarus. Its now or never. The dark hair girl was vulnerable; she flounder on the cement like a cat that fell into water. Icarus couldn't read much of the mummy man's reactions, but he could see he was directly in the creatures view, while he and the tall man were in much better position to attack. With a bit of dead wait followed by a jerking motion, Icarus broke free of his grip and dropped to the floor. He unsheathed both of his blades and lunged forward at the eire copy of himself. Icarus lead with his short sword, again aiming for the heart and finishing this creature for all. Once again the creature was just fast enough to raise a fist and strike the blade from his hand, knocking at the tall mans feet. A second fist came swinging in from the right, aiming for his head, but he was just fast enough to evade the blow and slide to the left. With his steel katana still in hand, he penetrated the creature through the back, the blade stuck out just a few inches away from its belly button. Icarus swung his right arm up under the creatures to force him into a half nelson, knowing full well he could not kill it without his silver short sword and at the same time, could not give it a moment to attack. Icarus' face clinched tight showing both struggle and reassurance as he cheered in a strained but joking voice. "Free shot!"

[Reagan]

Reagan watched the mummy man cut himself. So he was human, for the most part. Reagan still found the bandages suspect. He continued to watch the blade get tossed to the dark haired girl but then everything was a blur. There was gunfire and shouting and lunging. the only thing Reagan could make out was the the person once pleading for help was now aggressively going after the others. So when Reagan felt the man in his grasp ready to pull out if it he gave no fight back. He watched his former prisoner attack and restrain the shifter. Without hesitation Reagan retrieved his silver hunting knife. Taking a larger rounded swing he took the blade and rammed it into the bottom of the thing's jaw, forcing the blade up and in. He used his other hand to make sure the blade got all the way into the thing's skull. There was a sort of gurgling gasping sound and Reagan watched as the shifters eyes widened and then went blank. It was mere seconds before the thing went limp.

Reagan removed the blade with a wet, sucking sound and stepped back. He let the blood on the blade drip down into the sewer water as he watched the dead creatures body, a look of anger and remorse on his face.

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Reagan Williams

[Saal]

Saal Walked over to the body of the creature and stared for a second. After considering his options, he shrugged at the dark haired police (?) woman who is clearly not a shifter and emptied the remainder of his clip into the creature's chest. "Yeah it's dead," he sighed, "here's your stuff back...officer?" He tossed the things he'd collected earlier back to her. "Unless you're on the abomination task force, try not leaving so much evidence of your presence. It wouldn't do to have unnecessary casualties or awkward questions. Especially after I've set the whole campus on alert with my earlier blunder."

Quickly drawing his secondary pistol, cocking and turning the safety off, he points it at the two men. "Two silver rounds and two unknown quantities. Prove your humanity," it was not a question.

[Jacklyn]

Jack catches her things and says to the man, "I guess I figured it didn't matter since this is literally a costume I bought at Party City." She uses the police jacket as a towel to get most of the sewer residue off of her, puts the badge in her pocket and snaps a button to retract the blade back into her metal arm. She looks over at the other two, awaiting their proof of humanity. She was already pretty convinced that they were in fact human, but I guess it's always good to be sure.

[Icarus]

Icarus lets out a large sigh. Moving head from the bleeding creature over to the mummy man, he gives off a glare and nearly rolls his eyes in the process. Really? He walks over to where his short sword had fallen on the ground, picks it up almost like a child being told to pick up his toys, and walks over to the tall man who had aided him to kill the shapeshifter. He quickly, without asking, make a small cut in the mans forearm. This was followed by a cut in his own had, still glaring at the mummy mans nearly covered eyes while doing so. "I guess that makes us all human." Icarus stated with a sense of annoyance. "Now can we please focus on find these students?"