Sacred Weapon (PG-13)

The observant one had been tailing Rachel, utilizing the stealth of his intangible form. Rachel was somewhat of an odd subject of interest to Kas, considering. Her face had been absent from the public scene for quite a while. He'd only assumed the Nightwisp had thrown in her costume, and retired from her vigilante brand of cleaning up the streets.
To see the infamous Rachel Mason out tonight, stomping down doors and challenging a bar full of bikers piqued his interest. Although he wasn't going to interfere unless there was some life-or-death demand of it, Kas decided to let her know that she wasn't entirely alone. A faint whispering on the wind carried to Rachel's ear as she stood in the doorway, awaiting the charging brutes.
"Some 'welcome back' party!" A wisp of smoke moved behind her, barely more than a trick of the eyes.

Laughing at the five as they scrambled to their bikes, Kas lingered outside the door. Simply blending in amongst the haze of cigarette smoke hanging in the air, Kas slowly followed the Nightwisp and continued watching. Amongst the few still seated in the bar, Blade was drinking alone. Running into other lone wolves in random dive bars always made it feel like the world was getting smaller by the day.

At Rachel's suggestion, he moved past her, shedding the intangible form like a cloak, and propped one arm against the bar.
With the other hand, Kas helped himself to an untouched shotglass of tequila left by the first unlucky attacker.
"So, you were saying?"


After that he saluted Blade, and chose seat, slouching as he looked across the bar at the names and labels on the bottles.

Gavin smirked seeing most of the bikers being beaten, and the rest run away, like a bunch of cowards. The bar was a little more empty know, and with that, it had gotten much more pleasant. An empty room was never too good, but in this case, it could be worst. Blade was relaxed, as nobody had contacted him nor anything close to it that day. A day of pure rest. 

He finished his last glass, of whatever was in it. He had lost count of what he was drinking, excited with what Rachel had done. He however, saluted Kas back, and looked over at the rest of the bar. "That woman seemed to kick but..." He commented, looking at Rachel.

As Rachel began to approach the table, suddenly another biker charged at her with war cry. Rachel kicked the chair at him while he was running, but the man managed to jump over it and reach Rachel, but before he was able to throw a punch, Rachel hovered a beer bottle to her hand and then swung at the man's face, dropping him to the ground at her feet. Then, she squatted in front of the man and picked him up by the collar of his leather jacket. "Next time you try to attack someone, do it so in silence." said Rachel as she dropped him back to the ground and stood up, walking to the table and taking a seat. 


A waiter approached her, and asked what she wanted to order. "I'll just take a bottle of Bud Light," said Rachel, looking around and noticing Kas standing at the bar. She motioned for him to take a seat at her table. Hopefully she won't have to force him. Four other bikers approached Rachel's table as they pulled chairs to the table. Then, she noticed another guy who commented on Rachel's fighting. She whistled at him and motioned for him to join them. Maybe he'll be interested to come with her as well.


"So, here's a thing you guys." said Rachel. "I am in search of a very sacred weapon, called Chakram..."

Kas took a while squinting over the bar and seemed to be having trouble making up his mind about something. 
He cracked a smile at Rachel schooling another of the biker gang. Kas lingered at the bar to put away one more shot of tequila before arriving at her table in time to hear the words
"I am in search of a very sacred weapon, called Chakram..."


"Sacred weapon? Pff.."
Nearby but not seated at Rachel's little gathering, Kas spoke barely above the background noise.
"I'd prefer a silenced Beretta 92FS myself. In nomine Patri, et Fili, Spiritus Sancti. Heh heh.." 
The reference might have been too veiled for anybody to catch- not that he expected Rachel was a fan.

"Trust you, huh?" After snikkering at Blade's remarks and Rachel's look of annoyance from his tiny allusion to Boondock Saints, he smirked.

"I don't do charity work yanno." Kas wasn't the least bit shy about voicing his question of what was in this Indiana Jones-esque adventure for joining, if he decided to. The thought of scrabbling around in a cave made his skin crawl.
But he had little doubt Mason could make it worth the trouble. With all of her fancy gear, she had to be one very hooked-up lady. Family fortune? Either way, Kas knew she was legit.
Perhaps more law-abiding work would be a good thing, he thought. Hanging out with someone that held some higher scruples might not be a bad idea. Now, if only he could convince Eve of that..

"How long do you think this might take? Are we talking a few days, maybe weeks?" Daresay months? No. There was no way he was leaving for that long, unless the people that mattered were coming along too.

Gavin heard Rachel loud and clear. Although he was curious. Who were...they! "Humm...for now, I don't seem to have a reason not to trust you." Commented Gav, although he didn't know the Rachel's past, he was fine partaking in that adventure.

Blade looked at the other bikers, wondering what they would decide. Go with Rachel? Or Not? Well, Blade had his mind set. He was going. But Kas made a very important question. "Yes, I am also interested in the time this will be taking. I'm game, I can go...but I hope this truly won't take six months or more to accomplish. And even without killing, I bet we can take care of...whom did you mention was also going after this item?" Rachel had a point. All the killing wasn't always necessary. Blade only killed those who deserved it, and not the innocent. So he also only executed assassinations when it was needed. As he thought Kelly did. Both of them, Rachel and Kelly, didn't seem to be the best at following the law. But they surely weren't the worst.

Gavin was now a bit more interested and captivated. "Well, you got me in." Commented the, perhaps, darkest man in the room. Not just because of his skin, but he was dressed in black as well. If anyone called him a goth though, there would be trouble. "We can teach those...powerful people, a tough lesson. And if it's only for a few days, I'm sure we will all be able to go. Right Kas?" Blade asked, turning to Kelly. 

Several thoughts came down on Gavin's head. Was Rachel rich? Why did she need this weapon? And what was her name? "So, I'll get this started. Since some of us have yet to be acquainted with each other. I'm Blade. Now you go..." If Blade was gonna work with those people, he'd like to get their names down. He already knew Kas. But had yet to know the girl's name.

OOC: Oh sweet. That's a nice way of doing things.

Last edited by Gavin Cooper on Mon Jun 24, 2013 2:18 pm; edited 1 time in total

The bit about five grand caught his attention right away. Though Rachel's remark made Kas frown a little.
Was he getting too soft? It seemed more and more lately, he found himself cooperating with people, rather than avoiding them as he had in the past.
Yes, they certainly could teach someone a painful lesson- hopefully not themselves.

"A lot has happened since then."
He commented, cutting it at that.

Blade introduced himself, and joined Rachel in looking at him for a decision.
The prospect of leaving Eve for even a little while was worrisome. It seemed like every time he turned his back, any random psycho would appear to torment her. If this misson went well, maybe they could move to one of the quiet suburbs, and he could get a real job.

"Just tell me when, and where it is we're leaving from.."
It wasn't exactly a yes, but at least it was an answer.

Blade nodded, he'd come to know the girl's name later. He could still wait. He was surprised that Kas's response wasn't a straight yes. Although he could have his reasons, Gavin thought he was a sucker for adventure. And that was probably true. But perhaps, he had family, or his own lady in New York. "Miss, I'm sure you got the means to take us to the place the...Chakram, is located. But, I'm sure it's through the air. Mind If follow you to the place we are going next on my bike? I'm sure no car can accommodate so many men." Blade said, not so loud as he was talking previously.

He was already moving towards the door. There, Blade opened it and made it remain open with his arm, letting everyone slide out. People didn't have to waste time opening the door. This also let Gavin look at Kas. Wondering if he was coming as well. Now I'm kind of excited about this.

"We can leave as soon as you are ready." Said Rachel.
Kas scowled down at the floor, caught in a mental conflict. He was listening but not paying attention to the rest of the conversation.

As the troupe of bikers followed the lady out, Gavin stopped to hold the door and looked barely in time to see the person he was wondering about vanish.
The cloudy substance mixing in with the typical haze of smoke in a dive bar was scarcely noticable. As disregarded as a shadow, Kas materialized behind the corner of the bar, and reached up to pull the cell phone of some unsuspecting middle-aged hag to him. Exceedingly drunk and engaged in gossiping to the bartender about the no-bullshit woman in the black costume who just left the bar, she never noticed. 
Kas sent out a text to Eve's phone and promptly deleted it from the outgoing messages, then set the object exactly where it had been.



Once that was taken care of, Kas disappeared again. 
"Hand stuck?"
The smoke rushed through the doorway a second later, saying something in passing to Gavin that was barely enough to hear, telling him to let go of the door already.
  

Kelly cut in line, appearing next to Rachel for a short moment as a distorted ghostly shape before finally coming into focus.
"Lead on, dark crusader."
A tired, pensive Kas in what appeared to be pj's and Led Zepplin T-shirt hardly seemed like he was ready to go recover a holy artifact, but he was following Rachel to her vehicle nonetheless.

Gavin nodded at Rachel. Of course he preferred to take his bike, even if it was just to get to the plane. Blade leaned against his bike, and pressed his earphone. C'mon, pick up. He heard a familiar voice on the other end. "Hey Misty. Tell Maia to pick up my bike at the airport in around 50 minutes. I'll be absent for a while." Before his female friend could react, Blade pressed the earphone again, finishing the transmission. He was sure Misty would give him hell when he came back but he didn't pretty much care about it. Now he wanted adventure.

He got on his bike, and placed his small key in the ignition. He didn't like traveling in cars. It was like his freedom was taken. He accelerated enough to at least keep track of Rachel's car. Looking around, he felt like one of the bikers, watching them in their own bikes as well. However, he seemed to be the one dressed the darkest.

Following but not looking so enthsiastic about it at all, Kas waited while Rachel's car sped them to the airport. The rumble of a number of motorcycles behind them might have made the monotone reply he gave a bit difficult to hear. The excessive speed didn't appear to bother him a bit.

"Glory, huh? Well, I guess 5 grand is glorious enough." He said with sarcasm, but little real humor to it.
To Rachel's latter question he shrugged at first. "It's a long story. I'm worried in general. It seems like every time I turn my back, somebody's trying to kidnap her, kill her.. and the list goes on."
He could only hope that what he taught Eve, and the help of friends only a call away would be enough to keep her safe for a few days.
"What about you, O Mysterious One? Seems the last thing I heard about you was something to do with facing off against a particular sore loser we both know."
Kas had an understanding of why Neal was acting the way he had been lately. Though he couldn't help but wonder what was behind Rachel's actions.

Blade followed the car closely, looking back at the bikers every once in a while. Gavin nearly hit his bike against a car that had nearly caused an accident with Rachel's car. Good thing Blade knew how to maneuver his motorcycle pretty well.

When the car stopped, after a while of driving, next to the plane, Blade stopped his motorbike as well. He came out, looking back and seeing the other bikers do the same. He whistled at the sight of the plane. "It's a beauty...so we takin' off or what?" Gavin was a bit impatient, probably from being excited to go look for a weapon in god knows where. 

Kas didn't say anything, but nodded. Rachel's words didn't exactly help him feel any better about the situation, but he was thankful for the attempt. At least the dark woman had a heart.
Following along without comment, Kas stood aside as everyone else was heading into the aircraft, looking at Rachel and commenting.
"You mind if I hurry the trip up?" He smirked a tiny bit "If you think this little bird of yours can handle it.."
He waited for all of the others to get in and get settled before boarding the small plane, holding out for Rachel's answer.