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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: black; font-size: 10px;][justify]One job. Bec Noir had given him one simple job and Jake had already *ed it up. Bec Noir knew that Jake wasn't capable of spying on something or someone he knew done nothing wrong to him, but the mutant wolf had hoped that he would at least rise to the challenge if a friend was involved. Bec Noir had taken a friend of Jake's hostage and hoped that it might help Jake rise to the occasion but instead of getting the expected result, Jake had only seemed to get attached to the clan. That was what Bec Noir saw and it could or could not be true yet the only thing that Bec Noir was certain of was that he might have to use pure force in order to get Jake to crack and do what he wanted. How could he do that, though? Jake seemed too strong-willed, so Bec Noir might not be able to do much physically, even after Jake had been brutally raped. Maybe mentally? Bec Noir had never tried it and it seemed like a useless tactic developed by idiots who thought that they would take the easy way out by spitting jeers and such. No, that wouldn't work; Bec Noir was more of a physical canine, so he would much rather torture the truth out of something or someone. Maybe he would give Jake some type of option before slitting the feline's throat. Man, there were so many times where Bec Noir wanted nothing to do but make sure that Jake experienced the worst pain there was. There were times where the mutated canine actually had to force himself to hold back the urge to rip Jake open and strange him with his own intestines. However, in order to keep everything going the way he wanted it to, Bec Noir was forced to hold back those urges and extremely gory thoughts no matter how much Jake got on his nerves.


    Bec Noir had it with Jake. He wasn't going to give up on him or kill his friend, no, but he was certainly going to beat him up and make sure that he did his job right. The ebony wolf flew down from the air, his white and soulless eyes attempting to pinpoint where Jake English was. He was pissed at this point and was ready to beat up anything in sight. Finally, after spotting Jake, Bec Noir let out a growl and darted towards him, attempting to knock him off of his feet as a surprise attack. He wasn't going to kill Jake, no. In fact, he needed Jake alive. However, that didn't mean that he couldn't injure him and scare him into doing his job right, although he didn't recognize the fact that Jake was a pretty tough opponent in battle, so he might give him more trouble than he originally thought.[/fancypost]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]Truth be told, Jake hasn't been doing his job. He had planned on doing so, but instead, he had made friendships and had some fun. Was that a crime? Jake had actually managed to forget about the job he was assigned and instead focused on what he thought was more important, which was Dirk. Yes, of course a majority of his time was spent crushing on someone who probably didn't like him back.


    His breath hitched in his throat as he was knocked off his paws as a flash of black darted right at him. Jake hit the ground hard but due to experience, he instantly stood back up after a couple of seconds from impact. His vibrant green eyes searched the sky for whatever hit him but by the sick feeling in his stomach, he realized that it might have been the person who he had been dreading. It was that damn canine again. Jake didn't have any of his weapons so he was forced to fight with his own skill, which wasn't too bad, to be quite honest. Well, now it looked as if he was stuck in a fight he would most likely lose. Great. Might as well wave his white flag now.


    (THIS ENTIRE POST IS A WIP HA)

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: black; font-size: 10px;][justify]OOC | Had permission to post ahead.
    You forgot to edit your post, Niall. I totally called it. Bec Noir's gonna pull a Vriska.


    IC | Bec Noir then darted in once again, landing in front of Jake, his teeth bared angrily as he stared down at the feline. One job. One fucking job. And he screwed it up. Fucking useless. "Useless fucking Page," Bec Noir snapped, drawing his sword as he advanced on Jake. He had no idea what he was doing when he was spitting insults but he didn't even realize that words were the worst weapons, especially in Jake's case. "Can't do anything right. One job was given to you, and you fucked it up. Useless piece of trash. I can't trust you with anything, because you're just gonna fuck it up again. For fuck's sake!" Bec Noir was basically ranting his head off at the moment, his light eyes fixated on Jake. He then drew his sword and cut it across Jake's side, planning to draw blood but not too much, just so he could actually have Jake survive and not die from blood loss. Bec Noir just wanted Jake to feel as useless and powerless as possible just so Jake could have a chance of doing the job right. [/fancypost]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-align: justify; width: 350px;]( pfft there should be a "protect jake squad" because now he's gonna feel bad about himself omf-
    jake stop being a wimp ahhh )


    Useless? Was he really useless? Anyone could physically injure him yet words hurt a lot, especially in the current situation Jake was in. His normally vibrant green eyes had dulled and he didn't look so confident for a moment, almost as if the energy had been drained by him. He had tried to do his job but it was difficult and he didn't necessarily like being forced to do something like that. Was he useless, though? That would probably explain a lot. Maybe if he had actually known what he had been doing, then maybe his friend wouldn't have been held hostage. Maybe he wouldn't even be in this mess. Maybe Dirk would actually like him. Before Jake could respond, he felt the sword slice through him and he let out a gasp of pure shock, his eyes widening as he watched a thin stream of blood trickle down onto the floor beneath him. Okay, maybe Bec Noir was right, but that still don't give him the right to kill Jake. The feline let out a small growl before snapping, "Alright, you scoundrel, you may be right, but that doesn't mean that I'm not going to kick your bloody ass." Long story short, Jake was going to lose miserably.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px; color: black; font-size: 10px;][justify]Bec Noir had to admit, Jake was taking this better than he thought, but then again, Jake was a fiery spirit who wasn't diminished easily, so that meant that Bec Noir had to try harder. "You're a joke. No wonder that guy took advantage of you. You're too much of a fucking disgrace to even be asked for consent," Bec Noir snapped harshly, clearly bringing up the past when Jake had gotten raped back in RushingClan. It was sick, and Tawney was disgusted at what Bec Noir was saying, but nothing could be done. He knew that he had hit hard so he didn't even bother striking him with the sword. The mutant wolf instead dropped his sword completely and didn't bother picking it up, spreading his huge ebony wings. "Do your fucking job, English, or you and your friend both go," He snarled before leaping up into the air, letting his wings glide in the wind for a while before swerving and shooting away from the territory, off to run from Bec Blanche and also to screw up someone else's life. He hadn't screwed up Dave's life lately, so he might as well do that. Maybe he could do the same for Karkat as well, if he felt like it. Well, he would figure it all out later. Hopefully, Jake would do a good job now.[/fancypost]