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  • ||>OOC<||
    ||>Introduction - The Crimson Order<||
    "They're waking up!"A nasally voice called from somewhere to your left,you opened your eyes slowly,unsure of where you were or how you got there."Good."A deeper voice said bluntly from somewhere in front of you.When your eyes were open,they looked into nothing but darkness.Take the blind fold off,Deputy."The deep voice ordered,and withing seconds,the tacky blind fold that was around your eyes fell onto your lap."Where am I?"You instantly demanded,but it came out more like muffled gibberish."You're probably wondering where you are and how you got here,Miss/Mr.____."The deep voice said,wording your thoughts."Well,you have been picked as a recruit for the Elite Hunting Organization,The Crimson Order.This is the HQ.Shortly,you will be put through a series of tests to get your resulting rank in the order."The shadowy figure passed you a fat binder with all of the explanations of each rank for you too study over.Intrigued,you decide to join this mysterious hunting order.Soon after you take the tests you are given an official uniform,ID card,room and rank.



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    [font=georgia]||>IC<||
    [font=georgia]Josh sat in his room,flicking through channels on the TV.As the lead hunter it was his job to organize the hunting missions,but currently,he was waiting for the boss to verify his papers that would give him the clear to send out hunting parties.But the commander was testing some new bloods,as he liked to call them,to see if they were fit enough to get into this elite hunting order.Meanwhile,in the healers rooms,the said healers didn't have much to do.Since not very many hunting missions or really any other groups have left,Ferrah and the other healers have had nothing to do.Except practice all the different medical procedures and quiz each other on the topic of 'health and safety'.


    After a while,Josh turned the TV off and tossed the remote somewhere on the other side of the leather sofa that sat in his massive living room.The messy haired blonde stood from the extremely comfortable leather couch and walked out into the HQ.Since he had nothing to do for the time being he figured he'd go see if anyone else around needed help with anything.'Well..I wonder if any of the new recruits needs help..'He thought to himself,aimlessly walking around to find something to do,and hopefully get rid of the boredom that was pestering him like nails going down a chalk board.Despite this usually cheery blonde's mood,when he wasn't working and sending hunting parties out,he would become his more serious and dull side,which was the side he hated.


    Ferrah,on the other hand was testing her fellow healer on multiple different health subjects,medical procedures and different diseases."Ok,so,how can homocysteine levels be lowered?"She questioned her fellow colleague,her eyes had a faint glimmer of amusement hiding in then as she asked the question.Absentmindedly,she pushed some hair behind her ear as the answer was given.This same process went on for a while,one would question,the other would answer.

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  • Drayden stumbled out of the training room with his new gear and supplies resting in his arms. His eyes trembled from the harsh training he encountered. "I guess I am the green horn now." Drayden spoke softly as he viewed his rank and ID card. The Order had given him the training for both Angels and Fairies for the mysterious reason. They don't give the reasons, they only speak orders.


    Eventually, he walked upon the HQ. "Now where do I go now?" Drayden thought to himself with a speck of worry.

  • Roya cracked her knuckles walking to no where in particular stopping recruits here and there asking them about a few things. After a bit she stopped heading back to her quarters running into Drayden, "Watch it pri- Oh, hello, a new recruit I take it?" she said her voice's mood changing, though she didn't care for them she always enjoyed a new recruit.

  • "Oh hey!" Drayden cried as he was bumped by a stranger with dark black hair. "How can you guess?" He asked sarcastically, scratching the back of his head with his robotic hand. "Do you know where the Recruit Rooms are located? I- I cannot seem to find my way around here."

  • "Yes, I have been here a long time, here I'll show you, oh, and my names Roya," Roya said cracking her kuckles again and tried to do something she wasn't every good at... Making small talk, "So, umm, what did you learn to hunt?" she asked.

  • Charlie pushed back a lock of hair. She was trying hard to remember the different things Ferrah was asking her about, but it was so hard for her. She nervously smoothed down her short shirt, mumbling an answer to the previous question. Her eyes were staring at the floor. She tapped hr fingers together, another nervous habit she had.

  • He aimlessly followed her through the HQ. "Well, I learned to hunt Angels and Fairies. The drill instructors let me use a suit with a jet pack." Drayden's eyes flashed with the hunger of pain. "They are going to have me use it during the hunts! I cannot wait until I squash those bugs!"

  • Roya laughed "Great to have someone like you on our side," she said. She turned to the right and when forward "Here," she said finally, she touched her earpiece "Oh, sorry have to go the leader is calling me." she said and ran off

  • Drayden nodded slightly at the voice of Roya. "She didn't say too much about herself did she?" He questioned as he stood in front of his room. He laid his supplies down as he reached for the paper with his number combination to activate the locked door.


    Once he unlocked the door, Drayden walked inside with his things laying in his arms. Suddenly a sparkle of glare shown into his eyes. His attention was drawn to a lustrous armor set in the corner. Setting his supplies down on the bed, he continued towards the piece. A silver helmet, shaped similar to a fighter pilot helmet stood on the frame above the rest. Downwards stood the upper and lower body, obtaining a mixture of leather and metal plates covering vital points of the body. His eyes traveled to the jet pack he used during training, The Fallen Angel.

  • Nova walked down the hallway being occasionally stopped by her workers as they reviewed statuses and what going one. She strolled to her room and went inside. It was big and grand. Then there was a knock at her door. It was around nine o'clock at night but that didn't stop the world or the rebels. Nova went it the door and opened it to fine one of her hunters.

  • OOC:
    I still have writers block...


    IC:
    "Your doing well,Charlie!"Ferrah said happily,a smile pulling at her mouth. Another stray hair fell in her face,but was pushed back again,"Hmm...You look nervous."The brunette stated out of no where,before adding,"There's nothing to be nervous about,don't worry."She grinned,patting Charlie's back gently.


    Josh moved through the various hall ways,his hands rested in his pockets.'I wonder what kind of recruits well have now..And when we'll get a hunting mission..'He thought absently to himself.The lead hunter followed the familiar paths around the H.Q.After all,this was his home.

  • Roya ran into Josh, she was about to shout something but stopped herself "Hello Josh, how are the patrols doing?" she asked as this was always the first thing Josh had ever heard from her since he became head hunter. She moved her hat a bit when waiting for this answer.


    OOC: I have writers block as well, I feel your pain

  • Drayden placed each armor piece slowly and carefully as it was his first time. His fingers wiggled as they waved in front of his face. A shiny blade extended on the back of each of the hands. A thought appeared in his head, where was his weapon of catching Angels and Fairies being kept at? Drayden searched the drawers and cabinets but found not a single gun. Still wearing his full suit, he stumbled out of his room. Eyes wondering through his helmet's visor, he started jogging through the HQ, itching to know where it is located.


    Ooc: After waking up and reading this, I laughed why I wrote this the way I did. It is funny how a man wearing a pilot jet pack suit is running around the proper HQ, looking for a gun he is worried about. XD

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