HAYATE

Pranks were always fun, mused Hayate as he peered at Jubeii and the police officer from his own rooftop perch. He assumed it was a prank; those ravens flashed in and out of his vision as he ducked behind a wall.

Speaking of disappearing acts...where is that other...policewoman...person? He glanced around. Maybe she'd walked away. Either way, the police didn't seem too intent on going out of their way to capture Skulls, so he'd be safe for now.

Roland was starting to get a little annoyed as he looked at his watch and noticed he was late for work, but that also meant he was on duty now which also troubled him. His face had a hint of sadness as he started to shuffle through his pockets.
"Now where did I put it..." He grumbled. "Ah here it is." He pulled a gold police badge out of his inner coat pocket and pinned it on the front of his coat. Roland then pulled out his cigarettes and placed one between his lips.
"This is becoming a really bad day.." He mumbled as he lit his cigarette with a match.
"I really wanted to leave this area before my time was up, but you wasted it..."

KYD

Kyd turned a corner. That particular alleyway had been close to the station. It only heightened the fun, that risk of being caught.

But for now, he'd have to sober up some. There's a coffee shop around here, huh. On a decently quiet day like this, he wasn't about to waste a full syringe when he'd the time to sit and terrorize a shop. Rules were to not serve Skulls, but if the cowardly waiters valued their lives, they'd know what to do.

Roland looked up to the sky and shifted his stance so his weight was on his right leg. "Usually when I'm off duty I would just let you skull members go and forget I saw you." He lowered his head and looked at Jubeii with a more serious and rigged look on his face. "Unfortunately when I am on duty I have to arrest you on site. Whether or not you escape before or after I arrest you is all up to you." Roland slowly started to walk towards Jubeii. The air around him was strangely warming up and heat vapors could be seen coming off of the ground and surrounding walls.

"I personally wont let you escape either way." A fierce blood lust seemed to seep from Roland as he got closer to Jubeii.

As Roland got into striking distance, he raised his left arm ready to strike at Jubeii. Suddenly, just as his fist was coming towards Jubeii's face, he started to shack and started to dissipate until he finally disappeared all together.

Roland stood between Vincent and Jubeii and placed a hand on both of their shoulders and smiled childishly. "You really have a nice view up here you know."

HAYATE

Hayate blinked and nearly fell off his perch in shock. Where'd he...?!

A smooth voice a couple roofs down made him look up.

But...but I could've...could've sworn he'd been...what is this? Hayate backed up several paced and hid behind a torn and dangling awning. This was not a man he could fight.

Makoto walked down the alleyway, still playing with the safety on her gun.
Looks like no one's following me. Good. Time to go to the...who's that?

A white-haired man walked down the other end of the alleyway, looking rather irritated.

Hm...I'll take a fall. Makoto walked a few paces towards the white-haired man. She spotted a small pothole in front of her, and tripped on it. She fell onto the ground.

"O-ow!" Let's see if he takes the bait. She flicks off the safety on her handgun. Safety's off.

KYD

He knew the looks of the people who came in and out of the area. His area. This girl...was she even a girl? She looked...new. At least, he'd never seen her before. But then again, he'd never seen most of the scum who loitered around here anyways.

She definitely wasn't from around here.

Kyd stopped a foot in from of the girl's head. There were three options.
1. Kill her.
2. Ignore her
3. Ask who she was.

I suppose it wouldn't hurt to postpone that caffeine a bit longer. "And who the hell are you? I don't need lost cats on my property."

Makoto looked up, and saw the man. Wow. What an asshole.

"I...got lost." She stood up, and put her hands in her pocket. "Do you know where I can get something to eat?"

This guy looks different from those people back there. I should keep my distance.

KYD

"...I'm going to the coffee shop. In the off-chance a girl like you'd not want to get raped, you'll follow someone who knows the ropes. How you even get lost here is beyond me. Doesn't the whole damn fucking place reek of 'DO NOT APPROACH'?"

Kyd sighed through his teeth and vaulted a shorter section of the fence. Would serve the brat right if she tried to follow him through the construction zone and broke her neck. What softie would be idiot enough to run through these areas?

Maybe it was just that, being plain dumb. Well-fed rich kids.

Makoto sighed. Keep cool. I could use his rather...irritable attitude against him. She vaulted over the fence and followed the white-haired man.

"I-I'd rather not get...yeah. I'll follow you, I guess."

Makoto followed the man, keeping a three-foot gap between her and the man.
I'll put a few bullets into his leg, and maybe in his hands too.

KYD

He jumped and grabbed the first bar. The floor of the second story consisted of lead pipes and the rare plywood slab. Across the middle of the floor ran a long wall.

Can't pass that, like always. Kyd ran up to it and kicked off backwards, sending himself flying high enough to latch onto what would've been a minor gas pipe. He swung carefully.

Just a bit to the left or right, and that side'd come loose. Halfway in the air, he tucked his legs in and landed on a catwalk on the third story. He took off without glancing down. The space above and below him seemed to have been planned as an elevator shaft. There was nothing, not even netting, and a slight misstep would've cause the common klutz to fall a wicked twenty-five feet to his demise.

Makoto watched the man climb up the building. An acrobat? Geez. What an inconvenience. She sighed, and looked around for a ladder. She walked towards the ladder and climbed up to the second floor.

Ah, screw it. I'm going to shoot him anyways. I might as well just copy what he did. Makoto lifted herself from the ladder, and ran towards a pillar. She ran up the pillar, and kicked off of it. She reached and grabbed an exposed pipe, and dangled over a hole. The pipe began to give away.

Shit! Damn pipe! Makoto shifted her weight, and swung onto a scaffolding three feet away from her. The pipe and several planks of wood fell down to the first floor.

That was close. Never again. I'm just not as agile as Natsura. Makoto walked towards another ladder leaning against the scaffolding, and climbed up to the third floor.

The white-haired man was about ten feet away from Makoto. She took out her handgun from her jacket, and fired two bullets at the man's left leg.

Roland continued to smile as he sat down on a near by air-conditioning unit. "Oh, I'm just here for a moment." He said cheerfully. "You know I'm surprised by how serious you are. Its a welcome change compared to the crazy ones." He nodded happily to himself.

Roland inhaled and then exhaled smoke then look his cigarette from his lips. "Though maybe you are a bit to serious. You like like to play pranks but when actually interacting with someone you get all ridged. You didn't even notice my own prank and to top that off you didn't even realize you were talking to a mirage." He placed the cigarette back between his lips and smiled. "Though it was kinda funny watching you talk to yourself so I guess I understand why you find it so funny."

Gun shots rang in Roland's ears. He stood up and brushed the back of his pants off and sighed. "hmm... Well it seems I might have to let you two go for now. Gun shots usually means its a priority to investigate." He walked over to the service ladder and hopped on to it and slid down to the ground. Roland began walking in a more hastened pace and waved as he left towards the source of the gun shots.

"This really is a bad day..." He grumbled.

Jubeii just watched as Roland left. Some of what he said was true; she was a bit rigid when interacting with others but she couldn't help it. Part of it was because she had always been a little shy and the other reason...well her past experiences weren't all that great.

Jubeii turned towards Vincent. " Am I too rigid around others? And as for the shots... I think it's the roudy Kyd kicking up a fuss again".

Maki stopped when she heard the shots and instinctively ducked for cover. "Who the hell is firing off a gun in this neighborhood?" she asked irritably to the wind.

She was still somewhat wound up from the near-confrontation with that cop, so she decided to go check it out. From the direction of the sound and from which several people were running, it had obviously come from the old abandoned construction site. She sauntered over there calmly and picked out a nice spot to hide where she could watch the action.

"Well now, who's that playing with Kyd? This should get interesting... maybe I can let off some steam if he leaves anything," she mused as she watched.

KYD

He'd heard the pipe clatter far below him, and the snapping of the dry wood. That called for the automatic assumption that the girl was in slight shock.

Instead, shock had numbed his own mind as he stumbled, confused. The hell isn't my leg working right?! And then he fell.

Past the floor. Paralysis loosened its control on him.

Five feet. He tried to grab onto a jutting bit of PVC. Missed. He flailed around and by chance kicked plywood. Propelled himself a bit forward a bit...

His arm was nearly yanked out of its socket as his feet dangled some sixteen feet off the ground. He could let go.

That damned leg won't support me. And then he got over the shock. Not a good thing.

Shit. Fucking shit. It wasn't blindingly painful yet, but Kyd knew it'd get worse. He glanced up at where that fucking girl was just standing there. The hell's with her?! Police? Skull Hunter?! How the hell...?! Without much thought, he grabbed a syringe from his rope belt and threw it as hard as he could at his attacker.

The white-haired man fell down. Some pieces of wood crashed and clattered on the bottom floor. Makoto carefully walked towards the man. Careful...I don't want to end up like him.

From the corner of her eye, Makoto saw something fly at her. She jumped back and avoided the projectile. The projectile fell in front of her. What the hell...? She crouched over the item, and picked it up. A syringe? Makoto leaned over the edge to look at her target.

She takes aim at the dangling man's arm. "A syringe? Is that all you can do, kid?"

Roland slowly turned the corner of the alley and saw Kyd yelling and cursing his heart out. He noticed the wound in his leg and even though Roland and Kyd had several run ins with each other, he held no ill will towards Kyd.

Before doing anything Roland looked around to see Kyds attacker. That's when he saw a young woman standing on the roof top with a gun in hand and the sites locked on Kyd. "Shit..." He muttered. He didn't want to interfere but he couldn't just let Kyd be killed. Quickly, Roland grabbed a trash can lid and tossed it up at the girls gun in an attempt to dislodge the gun from her hand or at the very least it would be enough of a distraction to allow himself to properly stop the situation.

Makoto aimed her handgun at the white-haired man. She heard something rummaging through the garbage in the alleyway. Probably some stray ca- Before she could finish the thought, a trash can lid struck her arm. "Gah!" Makoto stumbled and fell onto the ground, nearly falling off the third floor. Her handgun slid five feet away from her.

Tch, what the hell? Where did that come from?! She rubbed her arm, and tried to shake off the pain. Makoto stood up, and looked outside. It's that officer... and... that red-haired girl he talked to earlier is watching from the sidelines too. Makoto picked up her handgun, and hid behind a pillar, trying to process what just happened.

KYD

He glanced down. Well, if it isn't the meddling policeman... But being saved -- at least for now -- from either bullet or his own poison was nice enough.

I'll still probably die of pain. Or something. His left arm felt sure to break off at the joint; he didn't have the strength to make a grab at the pipes with his right. His breath came quicker; the pain in his leg was beginning to get to him.

But...where did that...apparently she's a hunter or just a killer...Where did she go? He craned his neck upwards and saw nothing. He peered back down at the policeman.

"I can save myself, you fucking meddler! Don't need help from the likes of you!"

Roland walked over to Kyd and inhaled deeply. "Shut up you ungrateful little jackass!" He yelled at Kyd and then turned his attention back to the girl on the roof top. "Hey you up there. I'm going to assume you are a skull hunter and if you are then I'll tell you that I am taking this Skull into custody and under article 72 of the hunters bylaws then you are now you are not allowed to kill any skull or other personnel that is in custody. But if you're just some other crazy lunatic then I'll have to arrest you for attempted murder..."

Roland reached into his pocket and pulled out another cigarette and placed it between his lips. He couldn't help to noticed how many cigarettes he had gone through already. Either way the condition of Kyd was more important then his weekly rationed cigarettes.

Roland looked over to Kyd and sighed. "I wonder whats worse. The great Kyd being killed by a petite girl or that he was saved by a police officer." Roland smirked. "So what do you say, Kyd? You want me to help you down or do you just wanna fall?"

Makoto listened to the police officer. Well, there goes my interrogation. At least I know the white-haired man uses poisons. A Toxic Skull.

"That's fine by me. I got what I needed anyways." Makoto fiddled with the poison-filled syringe. She shoved the needle against the wooden planks below her, and placed the syringe in her jacket pocket.

She flicked her handgun's safety on, and ran towards a neighboring building. She jumped from the third floor, and grabbed onto the railing of an apartment's emergency exit. Makoto slid down the ladder, and ran away from the site.

KYD

"I don't need...your help...!" Kyd muttered, gritting his teeth. This would hurt. It would hurt way more than it was already hurting. And that was a lot.

He slid off the pipe slowly, until he was hanging by just his fingertips, then took a deep breath and fully let go. Twelve feet wasn't a huge drop normally.

He hit the ground with a low moan and grabbed at his legs. Paid too much attention to one leg and fucked up the other. Hopefully the sharp pain came only from a twisted ankle. Despite his soreness, Kyd managed to roll over enough to glare at the policeman.

"I'm not dead yet, you little piece of shit. Give me time, and I swear I'll poison you and send you on your fucking way to oblivion!"

Roland looked at Kyd with a look that just screamed "You're an idiot." Even so Roland had to take Kyd to the precinct. Roland walked closer to Kyd and kicked the bottom of his foot. "Oh shut up. You're the one that screwed up."

KYD

"AUUUUUUUGH...! ...The fucking hell was that for, you douche?!" Kyd curled up into a tighter ball. "Since when did innocent-looking little twerps try to off you?! The hell was I supposed to know? Oh, yeah, maybe the all-seeing great policeman would know, huh?!"

...actually, innocent-looking twerps have always spelt trouble... Kyd thought to himself. Should've known, eh.

Makoto ran a few blocks, and onto a side street. She leaned against a wall, catching her breath. There's definitely something weird about these people. I've never seen such an acrobatic gang member before. And that police officer... Makoto closed her eyes, and took out the syringe from her pocket. Good thing I dodged this little bugger. I would've died back there.

Makoto took off her jacket, and wrapped the syringe with it. I don't want to risk accidentally stabbing myself with poison. She looked at her sleeveless shirt, and sighed. "Dammit. I should've worn something else."

HAYATE

Hayate stood, bracing himself against a wall, several blocks down from where he had started to make a frantic dash. Illusion. THAT was an illusion?! He could've sworn it was solid. Tangible. And yet...

He knew he had to stay safe...but his insatiable curiosity made him wonder. What sort of creature is this policeman?

Roland stuffed his hands in his pockets. "Are you hung over or something? I thought you of all people would realize that that girl was something dangerous. Hell the candy skulls make a living off of deceiving people like that." He sighed and pulled out a pair of gloves from his front coat pocket and threw them at Kyd. "Put those on. If you don't I wont patch your leg up."

Maki took the confusion as an opportunity to slip away from all the action. She'd had enough excitement for the moment. Much more and she would end up making something explode, and that was the last thing she needed. She began making her way back to the Flame Skulls' current base. Things were beginning to get interesting in town again.

Vincent watched as Jubeii left then shrug some and followed after the other. "Do we really need to care about that one that much?" he asked they had a few run in with Kyd a few times it was rather a bit of a pain but since Jubeii wanted to see he would follow her keeping an eye on her.

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aki gathered up his mean as he heard something on his head phones about a lady cop or some kind of person had a run in with Kyd this was known to not end well all sorts of information was flooding into his head phones of what was going it. It seems that Kyd was hurt, pulling the head phones back he finished his meal threw out what little money he had then ran out head back to the meeting place to find out more of what he could.

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Ashton stood as far off as she could watching everything unfold that was just rather much and that women she was the one all the skulls would need to keep an eye out for. Turning heading back to the area the Candy Skulls go to meet up to share the info that was gathered.