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    OOC:
    [b]Sign Up Thread:
    https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2398217.0




    Plot/Chat Thread:
    https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2398744.0




    IC:
    It was a hot afternoon and the wind was kicking up dust all over the desert of what was once Arizona. In the hills, far enough away from the city, a small camp of tents was set up to give refuge to those who had come out on the wrong end of the war. No one remembered what they had been fighting about anymore. All anyone knew now was hunger. Food was scarcer than it had ever been, especially for those who lived out of the city. There was only one way for them to feed themselves and it was often dangerous enough to frighten people off. Over the years since the end of the fighting, many had died of starvation, being too afraid to venture into town in search of scraps. Even children were suffering from malnutrition and sickness that came with it. This was the Refuge.
    Shaun Roman sat in her tent in the center of camp. Her light brown tent was hung over a branch of the only tree within a hundred yards. The camp was rather tightly knit and a few people shared tents. This didn't apply to the young leader of the refugees, a young woman of just 25 years old. She slept alone most nights. She was too busy trying to save the people she guarded from starvation and abuse to be concerned with a potential love life. She had more important things to worry about than her own happiness.
    As the sun rose high in the sky, Shaun checked her watch. It was almost noon, meaning a patrol would be heading into town. She figured she could take a couple of the guys and herself. They could all hit their respective food stands and if worse came to worse, she could act as a distraction while they got the heck out of dodge. "Wouldn't do it if we didn't absolutely have to..." she mumbled to herself, drawing in the dirt by her sleeping bag. She sighed and brushed her short brown hair out of her face and sighed. If they didn't need so much for everyone to eat, she would go herself. Instead, she was endangering two of her people's lives, yet again. A nagging voice in the back of her mind demanded to know who gave Shaun the authority to decide whose life was worth risking and whose wasn't. It was a crappy choice for one person to make. "Pass around the danger so no one feels left out... No children or women with children..." She marked out a few small spots she'd drawn in the sand, resting her face on her hand.
    Planning was hard work, but she'd been at it for hours. The time was now. She would need to gather her patrol soon. If they could hit the stands at the guards' bi-hourly rotation, they could reduce the threat level significantly. They'd just have to sneak in, rob the city half blind, and sneak out. Piece of cake. Pulling herself up off the ground, she poked her head out of the tent, blinking at the sun. The nearest tent was about four feet away to the left and another to the right. An intricate pathway had been laid throughout the camp, making it relatively easy to travel without stepping on someone. Directly in front of her tent was a fire pit and some logs they sat on during meetings and gatherings. Staring at the skeletons of burned kindling, Shaun tried to remember the last time they'd had a gathering. Food, singing, chatting... All of these were things that had been missing for a while. "Maybe tonight..."
    Shaking her head, she came out of her tent the rest of the way, slipping on her cheap wire sunglasses she'd picked off a guard. Pulling her hair up into a weak ponytail, she stretched and headed towards one of the tents. Someone was about to get some news to ruin their day...







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    Liren lied in bed, staring at the ceiling as the sleepy little fan dragged itself around and around and around in hypnotizing circles. His greasy black hair stuck to his forehead a bit but he didn't care to fix it. On his arm lied the head of a pretty brunette. He didn't know who she was... probably one of the girls from the town who'd been looking for a little extra money to feed her family. He didn't mind, she'd served her purpose. With a soft heave of breath, he lifted himself up, letting her head fall back on the pillow, waking her instantly.
    He watched in amusement, slipping on his boxers as her doe-eyes flashed around the room in alarm. Then he saw the realization filling her eyes, followed quickly by guilt and discomfort. She pulled the sheet up to cover herself shamefully. Her display only made the young General laugh out loud. [b]"You don't have to be embarrassed,"     he said, his voice soothing like velvet. "You did fine." He buttoned his black shirt slowly, watching her eyes watch him. He slipped into his pants easy enough but it was a bit of a search before he found his shoes. Once he was ready, he pulled some cash from his pocket and tossed it on the bed before turning to leave. The girl opened her mouth to say something, but he didn't give her a chance to finish before slamming the door behind him.
    Stretching his long arms, he rested his hands on his hips and squinted against the bright midday sun. He didn't have any plans for the day, aside from his normal duties of watching the streets for trouble. If no trouble came around, he'd likely make some of his own. But it had been a few days since any of the rats from the Refuge had been spotted near the city limits. They would be getting hungry soon. Maybe today would be the day? Maybe today he would finally get his hands on the girl whose family had ruined his life. With a light shrug, he walked towards the market, intending to wait until something happened. Once he arrived, he took an apple and started chowing down. Intense physical activity tended to make him hungry. He could have probably eaten the entire fruit stand with all the physical activity he'd had in the past 24 hours. Now, all he had to do was store up some energy and wait.







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    She finally decided she should walk around the camp to stretch. She normally kept herself in her tent and knew if she did that for too long, she'd go crazy. The brunette got out of her tent and stretched. She didn't see much else going on so she just decided to walk a few laps around the camp. Keep her blood circulating and her mind busy. As she made it back around to her tent, she saw Shaun, the leader, come out of her tent. [i]Must be getting a scouting group together...

    she thought to herself. Feli was lucky to be the camp medic. This meant she rarely left the camp, but there were still those few times she did have to leave. Those were bad. Seeing the city, remembering seeing her family's dead bodies right in front of her.




    She shook it off and she simply say in front of her tent, drawing with a stick in the dirt.
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    The young guard sighed as she opened her dresser and pulled some random clothes on. Turns out, black leggings and a plain white t-shirt was what she randomly chose. Finally, she shoved some socks and shoes on, combed her fingers through her hair, and headed out the door.
    Almost immediately, she spotted Liren heading out in the direction of the market, and Emmet in the distance, sitting in the watchtower.
    Where the h.ll is Jack? she mentally complained, hazel eyes searching around. Finally, she decided on following Liren to the market. Well, really, her feet led her somewhere and she complied. (great excuse)
    "Any shifts you especially want me to do, General?" Rose asked sarcastically as she approached the male in front of her. She grabbed a pear and took a bite as she waited for a response. Finally, getting impatient after a few seconds, she noted his slightly ruffled hair and rushed-looking appearance. "Tortue another girl last night?"
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    "Urgh." Were the first words that escaped Jackson's mouth when he woke up. Sleeping in tents was definitely not the most comfortable. Especially since he had fallen asleep in his jeans and t-shirt last night.
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    She said, her European accent was thick as she spoke. "I think Shaun's planning on getting more people together to hit the town to get some more." She said, looking from Jack to Shaun. "When was the last time you went into town?" she asked, trying to keep conversation with the young man.
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    "torture wouldn't be extreme enough." Jack let her upper lip curl in a manner of distaste as she joined the pair but that slowly faded as she looked him up and down and smirked. she didn't care what her general did in his spare time and her sarcastic nature should have obvious. she nudged shoulders with rosemary before bouncing off and standing beside her, arms crossed over her chest of the black tee she sported that hugged her body. she yawned, her pearly white the being flashed for all to see as her face contorted into an ugly pose before snapping back into position of her teasing smirk. "now, do spill the beans. will there be any fun tonight or is it going to be a one way ticket to your bed for some pool soul?" by fun the girl meant the harassment of the refugees. oh how she loved watching them writhe under her control, it was like her drug. while she lived comfortably a life of moderate luxury, they rotted away in the sand. could anything be more ideal? she didn't think so.




    blue eyes swept around her location, it was another glorious day and the heat would drive them out of their hiding. she had her eyes of a few in particular down their, those who lived their lives as best they could. those were her favourite to tackle, those who didn't even deserve it. it's what got her up in the morning.
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    "You two need to stop toying with your prey, you cats," She said, rolling her eyes and fingering the leather necklace around her neck. A small metal dagger was tied to the cord, and Rose took pride in her.. surgical skills when it came to dealing with the refugees.
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    "Probably a few weeks ago.. I'll almost definitely have to go this time." He said, frowning in disinterest. "Anyway, to go on a walk or something? It's pretty boring around here in the mornings." He questioned casually, his lighter brown eyes flickering around camp.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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    The bright-eyed girl said as she stood up and stretched. She turned to the man next to her as he stood with her. "Do you ever fear they're going to come after us? That they'll come and kill us?" She said, trying to hide the obvious fear she lived in. She was normally good at hiding it and being calm for others, but Jackson wasn't in a panicking stage, she was.
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    He said as he approached them.

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    [b]"Hey,"     Liren said, weakly defensive as he picked at his fingernails with his knife. "I didn't give the girl anything she didn't ask for." She'd been on the street. He'd paid her for her services. End of story. He waited to see if Rosemary would attack his free time doings again but before she had a chance, Jackie was at his side. He had always liked Jack more than most of the others he worked with. She had the same mindset about the refugees that he did on a regular basis. Another thing they seemed to have in common was their psychotic addiction to violence. There was still one person he wanted over the others, the one person he wanted to see suffer for the sins of her father, but until he caught her, he would settle for each individual refugee he could get his hands on.
    "Welcome to the party," the bored guard said as Emmet joined their little group, extending his arms out. Sheathing his knife, he looked around the market area. "Keep your eyes open, Jack, and you might just get lucky." So far things were quiet but there hadn't been any incidents in almost a week and it was hot. He knew for a fact the refugees weren't so well off that they didn't need to come into town. They'd be here. He knew they would. As Rose spoke again, Liren looked at her, a crazy gleam in his eyes as he smirked. "It's no fun when you don't play with your prey," he commented, resting a hand on the hilt of his favorite weapon: his whip.







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    Out of the corner of her eye, Shaun noticed Jackson talking to Felicity. When was the last time he'd been on a raid patrol...? Long enough that she didn't remember. [b]"Hey, Triwest!"     Shaun shouted, stopping outside the tent she'd been about to go into. She straightened up and leaned her head to the side to see him better. "You're with me on patrol. Meet in front of my tent in thirty minutes." Then she continued with her search.
    This job sucked. How was she qualified to do this? It wasn't fair. "Stop thinking about it..." she mumbled under her breath, pushing on looking for some other unsuspecting victim that would have no choice but to come to the city with them. By name, she was looking for Rhydian.







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    He questioned the group. They had been trying to catch these guys for ages, what if these people have moved on? Looked for a better food source?

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    "Great.." Rose said slowly as Emmet joined the little group. Even though it wasn't meant to sound rude, it came out badly, but she didn't bother correcting her tone. She stayed silent as she listened to Liren and Emmet chitchat about the refugees. Slowly, she finished her pear and tossed the stem into a dried-up bush nearby. She brushed her hands off and gave a very, ahem, attractive yawn before joining in on the conversation.
    "They're still here, I bet. They're just waiting for our guard to be let down." She answered Emmet, shrugging and gesturing towards the watchtower as she continued, "As soon as they don't see us up there for a while, they'll come. We can get some off the streets," Here she paused to insert a pointed cough while glancing at the general, Mr. Legacy himself, "But we won't get all of them that way.. Obviously." The guard concluded. Battle tactics were most likely going to be used with the refugees, they'd had enough time alone in their little groups to find some kind of plan to get supplies.


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    "Why me?" Jackson complained, groaning and squeezing his eyes shut. Even thought he was being overdramatic on purpose, he still dreaded patrols. At least it would be something to take his mind off of his hunger. The brown-haired refugee watched Shaun poke her head in Rhydian's tent before turning back to Felicity.
    "What about a shorter walk?" he prodded, grinning convincingly. Even though Jackson knew that Felicity was a medic and this probably was going to end without a walk, he was still half-hopeful. Kind of. Honestly, it was just to pass the time, but who doesn't pass time with a walk?
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    She said, a bit of a giggle was found in her voice.




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    He suggested. "We keep most of us out in obvious sight, guiding them away from the obvious guards and to where some more of us will be hiding. We'll guide them right into our hands and we'll have them." He said, a bit proud of how his plan sounded. He knew there were bound to be things wrong with it, but it sounded good to him.

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    Liren patiently listened to Emmet's suggestion that the refugees might have moved on. It was so obvious that Emmet was still kind of new. [b]"There's no way they've moved on. This is the only place in the city that sells mass amounts of food. They have a pretty good group out there so stealing from homes wouldn't do it for them. That's why they come into town three at a time."     Honestly, if they stayed somewhat out of sight, the refugees would often walk right past them clueless to the danger that awaited them. Liren had gotten pretty good at spotting them over the years, but they were getting craftier and he wanted to be sure his soldiers were able to identify the vermin as well.
    "Keep your eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary," he said, knowing they didn't need the reminder. They'd done this hundreds of times. Some days were exciting and some weren't. That was just how it was. Some days they had to make their own excitement and Liren would be lying if he said he hadn't set up innocent people before. Most of the time someone screwed up and gave him a reason to use his whip. Other times, he just had an undeniable thirst for blood and he took it out on whoever looked at him the wrong way. It was insane, but he didn't mind.
    Listening to Emmet's plan, Liren crossed his arms over his chest. "They're too smart for that. They'll try to divide and conquer and if we're all close together in one spot, they'll just go where we're not, understand? If we want to catch them, we have to divide ourselves. You're all capable of taking down these pests on your own, but there'll always be backup within fifty steps. We cover more ground this way."
    "Emmet, you'll take the fruit stands today. They usually bring two males and a female. The males are for muscle and the female is for distraction. They'll split up, but don't let your guard down." They didn't have to split yet, but he felt it necessary to assign positions. "Rose, you'll watch over the meat section. I'd stand down wind if I were you. It's likely to be quite ripe over there in this heat." Sure it was lowkey revenge for her challenging his freedom to sleep with whomever he pleased, but someone had to do it regardless and today she had pulled the short stick. "Jack, you can come with me and guard the clothing stands since it's the biggest sector. Any questions?" The refugees had been caught raiding the clothing racks on many occasions. Honestly, guard had been down there, focusing more on the food and water stands. The desert rats had taken advantage of the lack of security and had snatched a few garments and some jewelry. Liren was near certain they would strike there again this time around and this time, he'd be ready. Aside from all that, the clothes smelled the least rank out of all the stands.







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    Rose nodded, mentally formulating the plan.
    "We'll have to leave some food lying around for them to come closer to us, though.." She said, frowning. They could still escape when they tried to ambush them.
    "We could leave a crate of fruit a half mile away from our camp and the market, and then they would come and we could surround them and easily kill them.." she muttered quietly, shaking heer head.
    "Sounds okay, I guess. It has missing details.. We have to wait until they come to us, is the only problem.. We could have them come and then flee, then we can follow them to their camp."
    Bits and pieces of ideas filtered through her brain and she shook her head. Liren's opinion mattered on this as well, and her plans normally did follow through, some still didn't always work as well as they should have.


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    "Cool. Get up!" Jackson said, giving a twisted smile as he stood and offered a hand to Felicity. "Let's just walk around the border," He suggested, his light brown eyes lazily drifting around camp. The normal heat of post-Arizona heated up the land. It was ridiculously dry there, New York had been much more humid from what he could remember.
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    her hands moved fast, a small insect flittering around her annoyed her and she swatted it away with a disapproving look. the heat was stifling as she listened to Liren give orders, her gaze situated on the dusty ground below before she snapped her head up to attention when he had finished speaking. Jack let a hum of approval rin from her closed lips indicating she had no further inquiries and was ready to go. hands still folded around her chest she stood tall, announcing her elegance to the world. her eyes converting her pride in her image and her even more immense pride in her actions. a devious little smile toyed with her lips as she was spending her day with the general in a decent area of the city. Jack would do anything to rise further up the ranks and if that meant a little flirting, she was definitely not below it. her slippery nature meant she took no shame in her actions and would trample on anyone to get her own way. however, stepping on Rosemary was probably a different story. although she didn't rule out back stabbing one of her only friends, Rose had been a good companion to the girl and was one of the few he could say she trusted. but you'd never catch her saying that out loud if a knife wasn't tempting to slit her throat.




    for today, however, Liren was her buddy. and to some extent he was. he looked out for his groups and she did respect that, even if he did seem to have a deadly grudge over his head, Jack couldn't just work out what he was he was so worked up about. maybe today would reveal all.
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    a small smile graced his features as his hand felt the stubble growing nicely along his jawline. he left his tent and spotted the other refugees merely going about their daily tasks. Rhydian assumed that is what he should do too. however, upon leaving his tent the muscular man stood, happily watching others laugh and talk. his eyes fell on Felicity, he could only just hear the joy in her voice but none the less it was there. there was still something to be happy about, even in this bleak dying situation where his stomach was becoming more painful every passing second due to the lack of food, people were happy. not ecstatic, but at least they could enjoy that little things in life. with that said, the now encouraged gentleman put on his never ending smile for that day and strode out into camp. his mind wandered as he looked for something useful to do, maybe he'd boil some water to eliminate any pollutants or even just pop in for a chat ... but who to talk to. Rhydian didn't have many - or any - friends around her and he kept to himself for most of his days despite some passing chats with those he knew briefly. but that didn't stop him from enjoying his day, in fact not having to interact with others was a small blessing for the insecure boy. today however, he wasn't going to get his way it seemed.




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    ic: Felicity gladly took Jackson's hand and pulled herself off the sandy ground. She took a moment to brush off her butt as the sand always loved to stick to her. [b]"Yea, the border sounds nice."

    She agreed with the taller man. Her eyes turned when she saw someone move from their tent. It was Rhydian. She gave him a small and a quick wave. She knew he would most likely be going on today's scout and she didn't want him to be upset about it like most people were.
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    Liren looked at all of them and sighed, wishing he had a gun. [b]"If you see one of them, do what you have to do but try not to kill them. The Ruler likes to watch them squirm for their sins and he's looking for one of the girls in particular."     His teeth gritted at the mention of the girl but the moment passed and he took a deep breath. "You are some of the most well trained in the city. You are more than capable of the jobs I've assigned you. If there are no questions, break." He ran a thin, bony hand through his greasy black hair before turning to walk towards the clothing stands. He didn't know what it was, but something had his stomach in a knot. It was probably over excitement at the possibility that maybe today, she would crawl out of her hole and into his grasp.
    Despite it being early in the morning, there seemed to be people all around the market. It was a loud, bustling area. Liren noticed more girls like the one he'd seen last night and shook his head softly. Mostly though, it was just citizens going about their daily business, buying and selling merchandise to make due. Things had been rough for people lately. The guards had been well off, mostly, especially Liren's group, but by the time the normal people got to the food or clothes they were rotting or flea-ridden and people had no choice but to deal with it. It was a disgusting way to live. For this reason, many people subtly hated the guards. This fact was what comforted Liren when he was accusing someone of stealing something they didn't steal. They deserved what they got.




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    Shaun was outside his tent when he came out. She offered a small smile and a good morning before delivering the bad news. [b]"Hey, I need you to come to town with Jackson and I today. We're almost out of food and you're the only other person who hasn't gone the last few times. We're gonna head out in twenty five minutes in case you need to change clothes or wash up or anything. We don't want to seem out of place once we're in the city. Meet outside my tent when you're ready."     She offered another weak smile before turning and heading back to her own tent. Her stomach growled audibly, but she didn't bother going to the food crate. For one thing, it wouldn't matter. There wasn't enough food in there to fill her up, only enough to make her hunger for more. What was in there, was for those who needed it more than she did, namely her little sister or Felicity or one of the women with children of their own. Shaun could bear to go hungry a little longer if it meant the rest of her people didn't.
    Arriving at her tent, she found she was already quite tired. The heat tended to sap the heat out of you in the worst ways possible. Falling to her knees inside her tent, she looked at the two water containers. One of them was for drinking, the other for washing herself. It wasn't the most efficient way to get clean, but it was probably the most private in their given situation. Leaning forward, Shaun splashed the lukewarm water up on her face, hoping to wash away sleep as well as grime. After a few minutes of washing her face and arms, she looked in her little hand-held mirror. "That's the best you're gonna get..." she mumbled to herself before turning to change clothes. Behind her on the bed laid a light brown, v-neck t shirt and a pair of torn up jean shorts and some tennis shoes. It wasn't exactly a fashion trend, but she would blend with the rest of the citizens. With a final touch of some roll on deodorant, she exited her tent, ready to go. If Jackson and Rhydian got here early, they could leave early.







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