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The sound of running feet and Gossip filled the air of the Northern STARS facility, The entire place was in shambles and for the women hiding in the ventilation shafts this was perfect. Lilith a women Formally admired and respected by the ranks of STARS was now being hunted. The Grunts and Lower ranks who looked up to her were in disarray and confusion, They refused to believe that she was a traitor, A smile went across Lilith's face.. Maybe just maybe she could use this to her advantage but first she needed her equipment, She felt naked.. "Damn, I should have grabbed my pistol at least before I decided to start all this Commotion." The women whispered to her self looking down upon the facility below. "Well, at least this will be fun, and if I'm lucky maybe ill see Faythe one last time" A blush and giggle flew from her mouth she quickly covered it thinking to her self "Ya right, She thinks I'm a traitor if I do happen to see her i'll most likely end up with a bullet whole as a present.."

Shaking her head trying to get her mind off the issue Lilith crawled slowly and quietly through the ventilation shafts, Fortunately when she was little and wanted to ignore her studies she familiarized her self with these shafts so she could do whatever she please where ever she pleased, She slowly approached a grate above what was the Armory dressing room Below her she could see a 9mm pistol resting in an open Footlocker "Just when I thought grunts where making things hard for me by forgetting things" She giggled careful removing the grate and silently dropping down next to the foot locker she slid the pistol into her holster along her hip, It wasn't Tristan (her pistol) but it would do.. "Now, Knowing how slow the techs are around her my name is still in the system.. " A smile flew across her face, Lilith's next target was going to be her spec ops equipment, she knew this was going to be "fun." With a swift swing of her body upwards Lilith clung to the edge of the shafts above pulling herself up and making her way down towards the spec ops area, The area she used to call home, the area she used to wait for hours in just to see her...

Ooc: Hope that isn't too long..

The women looked at the three men huddled up around the walkie talkie and laughed. "Wow, Never seen such a good looking heard of monkeys in my life."-My Oc Serra (1v1 Resident Evil rp with alcarie)

Sent 25 February 2013 - 02:48 PM
The news was beyond shocking, and it took a full minute of staring at Kit's face to fully register his words before Faythe shook off her stupor. It was not like Faythe to become scatterbrained, to be conflicted over much of anything. But was her superior truly telling her that Lilith, Lily, was a traitor to STARS? Younger Lily with her big eyes, infectious laugh, and unfaltering loyalty? She had the sudden urge to deck Kit, if it would not make her feel guilty afterwards. Generally she would hit whoever she dam*ed well pleased, but Kit was her best friend, confident, and team leader. And he was looking at her with sympathy. Screw decorum. With a vicious snarl she launched her fist at Kit's nose, and knew it was his training and knowledge of how she thought that allowed him to side-step with a speed a man of his size should not be able to produce. She grudgingly respected him for that. Puffing out an irritating breadth, she turned her snapping gaze towards the other two men sitting tensely in the chairs along the wall. With their postures she knew they knew what was going on. Why the hell didn't she, then. Lily was her partner for the love of God! "What happened?" She asked Kit, swinging around to face him once more.

Kit spread his massive arms out in a placating gesture, as if she was a trapped animal and he wanted to calm her. Which he probably did. "Listen, I don't know much Faythe. I only just got a call from the Higher-ups, and their saying Lilith turned rogue; disobeying their orders and causing a ruckus to the building." He paused and set a hand on her shoulder. He was probably the only person who could in her current mood and not get an earful, or a knife to the spleen. "She could, hell probably already has, hurt a lot of people with her stunt. We can't allow her to escape justice, and possibly harm more innocents. She knows to much about us, how to fight and kill as well. We have to capture her." Faythe looked up at him pleadingly, one of the few times she wanted to pull against the bit that had been placed in her mouth when she joined the military. But it held firm, and she closed her eyes tightly against the suddenly onslaught of emotion. She hated emotions like this, made her feel incapable and weak. She was neither. "Can you do this Faythe? I know you cared about her as you're partner, and if that messes with you're ability to preform in the field then I don't want you there. I'll bench you and me, Crick, and Vaughn will take care of it."

Faythe pulled away from him, straightened her back and raised her chin. "I can do this. Those that break our laws deserve to be punished. Lilith knew this, and she did it anyways. As her former partner, I think I should be the one to bring her in." Though her words were truthful, at least in her mind, they were still hollow. Did she want to do this? Absolutely not. Lilith was her sister-in-arms, even now. But what she'd done was unforgivable in the eyes of STARS, and as Alpha Team it was their job to bring her back for punishment. Kit gave a sharp nod, face losing it's friendliness till it was harsh; he was not longer her friend, but her superior only. Following behind him silently towards the weapons hatch, she began pulling herself together at the seams; getting herself ready for what she knew she had to do. Lilith would either come easily, or hard. She might even have to kill her if things got ugly. Swallowing, she refused to think such things. She knew her former partner well enough, so she might be able to trap her before things got ugly. Running a hand through her hair, Faythe opened her locker and pulled out her main uniform; bullet-proof vest going over her tank top, guns latched into their holsters at her shoulders, hips, and ankle, and knives following them. Lastly she slipped on the high-top black boots, making sure Sirrah, her army issue combat knife, was strapped tightly to her calf. It was the only things that had never failed her. Looking around, she noted the guys of the team, or Her Boys, as she sometimes fondly called them, were finished and meeting at the door. Cringing, she pulled her hair into a tight pony-tail at the back of her head. Kit was on the phone, probably talking with some of the techs to try and get a last known location. "Lilith is smart, she'll do the opposite of what you think she will." She murmured, eye closing off as she got ready to hunt her former Black Opts partner.

Kit hung up the phone and slipped it back into his pocket, looking over all three with a hard gaze. "She was last spotted in the Armory Dressing Room."

OoC: I don't mind length at all, in fact I love reading long posts.^^ Mind are kinda long as well, with random things thrown in that are probably not relevant to the RP, but I feel they add a depth to the character. Oh, and I think Kit will play a slightly larger role then I originally thought, I really like him for some reason...

I never act my Characters - I am them.


Sent 25 February 2013 - 03:48 PM
What seemed like Hours though only a few minutes passed as Lily crawled through the cramped space of the shafts above every ones heads. "Wow, These things were a lot bigger when I was a little girl." She giggled, Though she was endanger for her life Lilith had to keep joking, The truth was she was on borrowed time though she hated to believe it she knew who was going to be hunting her.. None other than Kit and Alpha team.. Which unfortunately happened to be the team Faythe was in when she wasn't on a mission with Lily, And knowing Faythe she was going to jump into the mission head first looking for answers. "I have a date with Faythe and her knife and I didn't even have time to freshen up and look good.." Lily peered down through the grate above her old private room, The one hidden deep within the spec ops unit.. "Well, I still have time" She giggled prying the grate off quickly, and once more sliding down to the floor below. Lilith glanced around the room it was still stale and cold from the night before, By the looks of it no one dared to even open the door which was an advantage to Lilith.

"Now where was that.." Lilith ran her hand across the paneling of her old room, When she was a little girl she used to hide candy and other things she liked in a small safe a kind Older STARS agent had built for her in the wall for her in secret, He hand nimbly came across a small indention in the wall."AH here it is" Lilith place a finger in the Indention, moving her mouth inches away from the wall she spoke "Faylith" a small blush rose across her face as the sound of gears meshing together filled the small room and a small compartment safe pulled open. Faylith was a name created from her and Faythe's name it seemed childish to the few Op's members who knew about Lily's obsession but to her it was the only thing that kept her hopes of one day being with the one she loved. "So, No one has touched it huh.." Lily reached her hand inside the safe pulling out the Spec ops equipment that was hid in her room the night before by STARS so that She could successfully kill Faythe without being detected along with her combat knife which she had named Scarlet..

It was the normal stuff, it was a Hit tech Micro fiber knitted cloak laced with Kevlar to prevent bullet holes in Lily's body along with a pair of night vision goggles at the top. After the few moments it took for the women to put it all on, The women reached back into the vault pulling out a Envelope with the kill orders paper work.. "Where can I put this where only Faythe would.." It was then Lily remembered a small compartment in her pillow that she had used to receive letters from Faythe. "Perfect." Lily moved quickly over to the pillows shoving the envelope quickly into the pillow compartment and lying it face down against the bed, after wards she moved once more to the safe and pulling out a picture of her and Faythe dressed in there casual wares standing side by side, You could see a larger red heart around Faythe's part of the picture where Lilith had acquired a red marker and placed it there.. "Forgive me Faythe.." A single tear fell from the women's eyes onto the picture frame as she mistakenly tossed the picture down and pulled from her side a the pistol she had acquired and fired a single shot to alert everyone of her presences. "Please find my clue.." Lily quickly made her way back to the vents and towards the direction of the surface elevator that led to the undead wasteland above...

(sorry it took a while my net crapped out and i had to retype alot of it)

The women looked at the three men huddled up around the walkie talkie and laughed. "Wow, Never seen such a good looking heard of monkeys in my life."-My Oc Serra (1v1 Resident Evil rp with alcarie)



Sent 25 February 2013 - 04:26 PM
Even though Lilith had betrayed her, Faythe followed Kit along confidently through the corridors and halls that made up the main network of the STARS building. To her helpless amusement, though you could not see it on her stoic face, Crick was whistling the Battle Hymn of the Republic unabashedly as he shoved lower ranking agents to the side with a wicked grin on his face if they got in the way. Crick always seemed to have the most fun when there was danger...or he was blowing something up. Mentally snorting at her teammate, though more-often then not glad for his jovial behavior, Faythe returned her concentration back to the task at hand. The four of them, fully geared up, were on their way to the armory locker to find her rouge partner. Who she secretly prayed had stayed close. The sooner they could get her back to headquarters, perhaps the lighter her sentence would be. But as soon as Kit placed his hand on the doorknob leading to the locker room, a single shot cracked through the compound. Without waiting for the others, she vaulted around people and corners, knowing instinctively where the shot originated from and who'd done it.

Pausing in front of Lilith's door, gun drawn and against her chest as she prepared to enter, Faythe took in a deep breadth and prayed her former partner would be standing there with the same smile of her face Faythe loved to see so much. It gave a light to her otherwise dark world. Slamming the door open and pointing her weapon in every corner, the STARS Agent let out a pent up breadth at the now empty room. Holding up her hand to stop Vaughn, generally the most reckless of the group, from entering. "She's already gone." She murmured, stepping into the room and peering around silently. Why would Lily draw their attention here? "How do you know?" Kit asked, stepping in behind her. "Because I know Lilith better then I sometimes know myself. She's smart, and she wanted us here for a reason." Holstering her gun, Faythe noticed something lying on the ground by the back wall. Blinking, she approached cautiously and bent down to pick up a broken frame with a familiar picture inside. A small, sad smile curved her lips. Taking the photo from the frame, she wiped a few snags of glass from it, folding it in fourths, and stuck it in her pocket. If any of the others saw, they said nothing.

Enough reminiscing. You know what needs to be done. She told herself, again shrouding her heart from her overwhelming emotions. Peering around the room, she tried to think the way Lilith would had she been in her place. Who was she trying to get a message out to? The higher-ups, perhaps. If she had a reason for turning rouge. But it was unlikely. Another rouge agent? Again, unlikely. No one else seemed to be missing or going crazy. Faythe? That was the most likely answer. They'd been good friends, like sisters. If Lilith wanted anyone to know her reasons, it would be Faythe. An idea struck her from a long time ago, and she moved to the bed and reached into the pillow. As expected, papers met her fingertips. Pulling out the manila folder and it's documents, she scanned them quickly. Her mouth fell open in a small sound of distress. The noise called Kit over, and he took the papers from Faythe's numb fingers to read. "Son of a b*tch!" He snarled, bristling. Anyone else would cringe away from Kit's wrath, he was a big man and could easily rip someone apart in a fit of rage. But Faythe moved closer, allowing his rage to fuel her own. How dare they?! Send a partner to kill another partner like this? And Lilith, poor Lilith, had gone rouge and was now considered a traitor and wanted dead by most everyone in the organization. And organization she loved and was loyal to almost to a fault. But Lily was even more loyal to Faythe. Choking back a scream of mixed rage and sorrow, Faythe turned to look at kit, then Crick and Vaughn. "What do you want to do?" Kit murmured, eyes narrowed and cold as he gazed at Faythe. He could not understand why STARS wanted Faythe dead, but they did and now two lives were soon to be destroyed.

"I'm going to go find Lilith, set things straight. And keep us both low on the STARS radar." Faythe told her friend, snatching the papers back and shoving them into her pocket without ceremony. "I don't know what else to do, truthfully. I'm dead if I stay, they'll send someone else. H*ll, probably you Kit." She added, placing a small hand on his shoulder. She ignored his growl of fury. "I'd love it if you three could pretend you lost me on the way to this room, I don't want you in trouble as well." She added, looking between the three sadly. But she could see no other options. And if she found Lilith, she had a better chance of survival in the upper world. Giving them on last nod of respect, feeling like she was leaving behind three large pieces of her heart (as chick-flicky as that sounded; and she wished she had brain-bleach so she could not remember ever thinking it), she turned and fled the room, towards one of the outer doors that would lead her out sooner or later. None of the other agents would try to stop her, they probably did not even know about the hit on her just yet. It probably would remain inactive until she brought Lily back, since she was the best choice to find and dispatch the other Black Opts agent. She had her weapons, and she was good at surviving in harsh environments so she did not need to go back in. She finally reached the outer most door, the security and heavy metal almost impenetrable; but it was created to keep creatures out, not agents in. Reaching forward, the sound of heavy boots and breathing had her pausing and pulling her gun. Whirling around, she glared at a sheepish Kit, Vaughn, and Crick. "What they h*ll are you three idiots doing?" She snapped, praying to whatever deity might listen, that they were not doing what she thought they were. Kit only rolled his eyes and shoved her good naturedly before opening the door himself and slipping out into the decaying upper world. Vaughn clapped her on the shoulder and Crick grinned at her cheekily before they both two slipped out behind Kit. Faythe groaned and rubbed her hand down her face and followed.

Oh yeah, they were definitely doing what she thought they were. Now to find Lilith.