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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family; arial; color: #FFFFFF;] (( So these two wouldn't Hunters, right? Also, would you prefer taking the girl or boy? I don't really have a preference so choose what you're comfortable with owo ))


    Knox avoided sending a few curses flying her way and instead offered a smile. 'Yup, see you later,' he muttered, watching as she suddenly disappeared. He dug into the pockets of his pants and pulled out his phone, checking to see where he was. He then started walking steadily to the location of the city as he dialed his friend's phone number. Well, it wasn't exactly a friend. He heard the person pick up and didn't bother to let him speak first. 'Hey, it's Levasque. I'm in a little trouble...so send someone to pick me up.' The person didn't answer for a moment and hung up, which probably meant they were sending a car. His friend never really was the conversational type.

    [color=red]OOC: [color=black]
    I'll be the boy


    [color=red]IC: [color=black]
    She felt hestitant, but she too was a witch. So, she returned the rock to its original form. "Go ahead," she said, bracing slightly for pain.

    Willow smiled, waving her hand over the wound while she spoke, "Sano vulnus." She peeled away the white patch to reveal the skin stitching closed, leaving behind no scar. "Well done Zev, you took care of it very well, I barely had to do anything."


    "Maybe cause I've had to do it so many times…" Zev growled under his breath, which his mistress heard, but chose to ignore.

    [color=red]OOC: [color=black]
    and no, they wouldn't be hunters


    [color=red]IC: [color=black]
    Kaya watched them both, suddenly remembering her own familiar. She peered out the window and watched as her owl flew in, noticing which side of her body was hurt and resting on the other. "I didn't know he would be that advanced. If I did, I would've left him alone."

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    Name:
    Reese Stieber
    Age:
    19
    Gender:
    Male
    Weapon(s):
    His long ranged weapons vary from rifles to handguns, but he always has a modernized spear on him in case things get too close.
    Status:
    Talent-wise, Reese is very advanced despite his age. Because of this, he oversees most Hunters in the area and keeps tabs on the seen witches.
    Other:
    xxx


    (( Okay. Do you mind making the form first? ))


    Knox had to walk for some distance before he saw the car waiting for him. He noticed only one person was in the car and could only avert his eyes. After climbing in the car, Knox considered cracking a joke or saying something but knew Reese wouldn't take the time to reply. He was always pretty quiet, but the injured Hunter had a good idea of what he was thinking. He laid back against the seat as they drove back into town and back to their base. The silent Hunter let him out of the car and Knox hobbled into the building to receive some medic treatment.


    Reese also exited the car and decided to take another look through the city. If one of his men got injuried badly, that meant there was a strong Witch out there. He took out his spear and headed down the block to spend another couple hours patrolling.

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    Willow yawned, stretching her arms above her head until her back popped. She went over to Zev, turning him into a little black and white puppy, carrying him in her arms. She sat down on the recliner, throwing her legs over the armrest, hugging Zev to her, ready to drift off.

    Name:
    Noelle Stieber
    Age:
    17
    Gender:
    Female
    Appearance:
    (Mobile right now)
    She has a petite body, weighting at 89.5 lbs. and 5'4. She doesn't have quite as curvy body as other girls, but she's very buff and muscular. She has dulled red hair with a little bit of every color and has it down to her ears. Her eyes are a deep brown and very wide open. Noelle normally wears band tee-shirts and jeans, along with beaten-up red Converse.
    Weapon/s:
    She perfers an axe, as she oddly enjoys the feeling of bringing the axe down. If she up close, she will use a chain she carries to try and choke someone.
    Status (How high up are you?):
    She's a respected figure in the community, so she's high up there with her brother, Reese.
    Other:
    Nein


    Kaya stood there, unsure of what to do.
    However, back in the city, a young lady did know what she was doing. She had her chain rapped around his neck, the warlock struggling to take it off. But alas, he fell dead, like all of them. Noelle brushed some dirt off and sighed. That was a bit more difficult than it should've been. She pulled a paper, crossing out a name. "Dead..." she muttered as she breezed ober the list abd names. That looked like it for the day. She moved out of the alleyway, yawning and stretching, tired after the so-called "fight."

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family; arial; color: #FFFFFF;] (( ah, reese was the hunter that i mentioned id create earlier but im fine with you creating his sister. are we still doing the witch and warlock twins? ))


    While Knox rested in the hospital, Reese took no time going back into the field. He stuck to the less populated places im town, knowing sooner or later that he'd run into something or at least another Hunter. Their organization wasn't the most listened to, as many Hunters enjoyed just being lone wolves, but he had yet to talk to one who didn't want to give helpful information about witches and warlocks. After spending a moment to smell the air for any familiar scent of magic, he decided to move on since there was none.

    (Yeah. Sorry, I was confused, I though we were making Hunters.)


    Kaya glanced over and pulled a stone from her pocket, waving her hand for it to grow and grow. Soon, it ended up as a rock bed, but she found those very comfortable.


    Finding nothing else to do, she stopped at a local café and ordered something to drink along with some pastry. She pylled a black journal that held various entries of her hunts. She wrote about the warlock, adding detail, making sure that she forgot nothing.

    About an hour or two later, Willow's eyelids flickered open, and she glanced down at the puppy in her arms. "Zev, are you awake?"


    "I am now."


    "Sorry."


    "It's okay, not like I need any sleep or anything…"


    "I said I was sorry." She paused a while before she spoke again, "Zev, do you think I'll ever get to see my mum again?"


    "Maybe, I don't really know. All you need to worry about for now, is staying alive."

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    Reese looked around quietly, watching normal people pass by. He didn't quite have the aura-sensing abilities that some of his cohorts had so it wasn't easy deciphering witch from human. However, he held pride on his sensitive nose that discerned the two for him. So far, there was no scent of sweet magic at all. He considered moving on when there was an off scent on the trenchcoat of a tall man who passed by. The male also held a collar that had a weird looking dog on the end. Gotcha, he thought.


    Calix tightened his hold on his familiar's leash, feeling sorry for the small jackal. Em wasn't a fan of acting like a dog, but they had no choice in this law-abiding city. It helped them hide from Hunters, like the one watching them. It was easy to see that the blonde man was another Hunter. The hard part was passing by him completely casually. He thought he'd done the job well as he moved passed him with a smooth stride, but the Hunter moved from his position and started tailing him a minute later. Calix glanced at a watch on his hand, as if checking the time, and hurried his pace. He didn't know of any portals nearby, but he hoped the nearby park would provide him a means of escaping.

    "Speaking of staying alive, let's go back into town."


    "You have got to be kidding me!"


    "Come on."


    Before he could make any progress, Zev had been transported, along with his mistress, back into town. Willow still held him as a puppy in her arms, except now she was wearing normal teenager attire which was made up of a black off-shoulder shirt, black sorts, and all-black converse.


    But her white hair still kinda stood out, but what also stood out was the warlock and his familiar who were obviously being chased by another hunter.


    Willow smirked, it was time to help out a fellow warlock. She rushed over to him, "I was looking everywhere for you! Come on, hurry or we'll be late!" She started tugging him in what seemed to be a random direction, Zev hanging from her free arm.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family; arial; color: #FFFFFF;] Calix glanced discreetly to the side when he turned a corner, noticing the Hunter catching up to him. Think, he told himself. There has to be a way out of this. He pulled his leash a little when Em whined and hoped that was enough to calm him down.
    Apparently help came in the form of a young girl. A look of alarm flashed across his face when this random girl popped up and started pulling him away, claiming she'd been searching for him. He initially pulled his arm back before realizing this could be a way out of his predicament. He appeared to look down at his familiar when really he was checking for the Hunter. The man was leaning against a building and looking at his phone. How sneaky was that? Calix put on a smile that was more relieved than happy as he turned back towards her and shrugged.
    'O-oh, um, sorry. I lost track of time,' he apologized and let her lead him away from the man.

    "No kidding!" Willow pulled them amongst a crowd, where it would be pretty hard to spot them, then she pulled him into an alleyway, where they disappeared from the ground, appearing on the rooftop. She let go of the warlock, looking down at Zev who looked like he was about to puke. After all, he was dangling from her arm the whole time, so it didn't surprise her, his puppy form was also pretty weak.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family; arial; color: #FFFFFF;] Calix looked surprised once they passed through the ground and reappeared on some building's roof. He pulled his hand closer to him once they were settled and reached over to take the leash off of Em. The jackal huffed and shook his fur mostly as a stress relief. The warlock couldn't blame him. After all, they'd narrowly avoided one of those men. Calix pushed some of his black hair behind his ear and sighed in relief. He turned back to the girl and rubbed his neck. 'Hey, thanks. I thought I was a goner back there. I don't know how, but he spotted me immediately, even with my cloaking.'

    "Scent maybe?" Willow guessed, finger held to her chin in thought. Then she brought her hand in front of him to shake, "Name's Willow by the way, this is Zev." She gestured down at the puppy who was now laying securely along her free arm.

    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=0px; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; font-family; arial; color: silver;] Calix considered her suggestion and nodded. 'Probably,' he agreed. He noticed her hold out her hand and smiled lightly. 'I'm Calix. The jackal next to me is Em. Or at least, the boy who was a jackal.' Em had already transformed into a boy, complete with red hair, red eyes, and an annoyed expression.
    'Don't ever put me on a leash again,' he muttered, rubbing his neck where the collar had been.