BOUNTY HUNTER EVENT MK 1

[rin]

Alright, this mission officially ranked as one of the most annoying. The young gunman seemed to be having the better luck out of the three of them, taking out his hot air balloon and sending the Chameleon on a slow decent back to earth. However, the gun soon changed into something far more dangerous. Damn, this whole situation kept getting worse. It didn't help the two people who should have had this in the bag were more accustomed to mid-close range combat. What she wouldn't have traded to have Alma here right about now? They never had these sort of problems in the old days. Not that Rin missed dodging bullets, but she'd never hear the end of this from the old man if they didn't bring this guy in.

She might have been more worried about Arashi, but the Varia Captain was far harder to kill, something Rin had learned from experience. There was no point in worrying about him, but that still didn't change the fact that she needed to do something, besides stand there. Glancing over at her box animal though, the wheels immediately started to turn. Perhaps... It was risky and if Rin was wrong, she was going to be in for a world of hurt, but it was the only ace she had up her sleeve to play and she couldn't accept standing around anymore.

With a quick signal to her box animal, the creature rushed forward in slithering motion, making it's way to where the imposter was to touch down. There was more than one to way to skin a Chameleon. If he was being hit from more than one side, then he wouldn't have a chance to attack. As Mizuchi grew closer to the target, it soon reared up and back, using the leverage to launch into a strike as it's fangs ignited with rain flames. If it could latch on long enough, it's size and weight would be more than enough to drag him down and hold him there until she could close to the gap.

[Il Chameleon]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 350px,bTable] [STYLE=background: url('http://i1118.photobucket.com/albums/k606/NaVimages/icons/reborn26.png'); height: 100px; width: 100px; border: 10px solid #474747;] [/style] [STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]words[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]xxx[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14; ]tag[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]Hiroki, Arashi, Rin[/style][STYLE=font-style: century gothic; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; background-color: #474747; color: #DBDBDB; padding: 10px; width: 100px; line-height: 10px; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border-left: 2px solid #DD6D14;]notes[/style][STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; width: 80px; padding: 10px;]follow the posting order[/style]

[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;] This was all too easy. There was only one in the whole pathetic bunch who could even touch the Chameleon, and that one was aiming for stuff he couldn’t really hit. The Stalker one, annoyingly, managed to black the bullets fired at him, then the Coward shot at the Chameleon’s rifle, missing it of course. Shooting at a target so small was a fool’s chance. But that second shot… well… it hit its target. Right through the Chameleon’s left arm. The Chameleon hissed in pain and turned his sniper rifle back into his pistol from before. It’d offer better fire control. All he had to do now was avoid Chesty’s…. snake and he’d be fine. Easy enough. All he did was change his parachute into a hang glider, something the real Reborn had to do from time to time. This managed to get him to a single rooftop, the one Chesty came from. He hit the ground with a thud and a roll, making the hang glider vanish and making a mad dash for the other side of the building. He had to get to a piece of cover and be ready. The best cover there was was some ventilation shafts, so he took refuge on the side away from Chesty and Stalker. Things were getting interesting, but he still had a few things up his sleeve. He balanced his pistol on the shafts, waiting for them to pop up. He’d have to take them out now or else. [/style]

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[Hiroki]

Hiroki smirked when he landed a hit. It took him five bullets but he finally managed to get a hit. Even forcing the Chameleon to change his rifle into a pistol. He couldn't exactly see where he hit, but he could assume it was an arm considering the decision to use a much lighter and easier to handle weapon.

The Chameleon changed his parachute into a hang glider and started to go off somewhere on top of a building. The one where some of those other attacks came from. Hiroki looked around from his location and smiled when he saw the door way. He dashed and kicked down the door and started to make a mad dash up the stairs. Maneki could only meow in boredom as Hiroki carried him on his free arm.

[ARASHI ARCA]

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[STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #C3C3C3; float: left; margin-top: 5px; margin-left: -65px; background-image: url(http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e37/Chandrisa/Arashi-1-1.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 60px;] [/style][STYLE=text-shadow: #efefef -1px -1px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9pt; color: #C3C3C3; text-align: justify; letter-spacing: 2px; margin-top: 33px;]you're in a place for fear[/style][atrb=style,background-color:C3C3C3; border-bottom: 6px solid #6C2811;][atrb=width,456,true][STYLE=line-height: 17px; border-bottom: 2px solid #6D110A; padding-right: 4px; font-family: georgia; font-weight:bolder; text-style:italic; font-size: 19pt; color: #6D110A; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-bottom: -16px; text-shadow: #efefef -1px -1px 0px; margin-right: 5px;]Lips are for biting here[/style][STYLE=margin-top: -7px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; margin: 10px; padding: 7px; text-align: justify; color: #312C18;border-bottom: 2px solid #6C2811;] This hunt was just getting more and more obnoxious, Arashi thought dully. Why couldn't he have just stayed and done his work like a good little Varia captain? He glanced towards Rin, speaking in a rather annoyed tone. "Remind me to actually do my work instead of ditching it to go on a bounty hunt next time this happens," Arashi commented dryly as he watched the Chameleon light down on the roof. He was probably setting up and ambush up there...building tops, from experience usually had vents up there...it wouldn't be surprising if he was hiding in one of them. Kuro trotted over to Arashi and Arashi leaned over to feed the box animal some of his storm flames, the flames that had been used up as a shield flickering back to life on the animal. It shook it's black fur out for a moment before looking up towards the building and then towards Hiroki as he made a mad dash up the stairs of said building. Kuro gave Arashi a look and sighed before bounding after the gunslinger. No good if he walked right into a trap, after all. Especially since he was the only one who could do any real damage since neither of them could get close enough to do damage. Kuro bounded passed Hiroki up the stairs, smacking the gunslinger with his tail on the way up, as if to tell him that he was being stupid and there was probably a trap up there...Arashi had definitely trained his box animal well. Down on the ground, Arashi was trying to formulate a plan before speaking. "I feel kind of bad, but that sunflame user with the cat, will be used as a diversion. He's the only one who can do any damage at the moment, besides Kuro who barely did any," Arashi spoke easily, idly spinning both his chakrams around his wrist. "I will also pose as a diversion and you can attack him from behind, since he's obviously underestimating you - which is never a wise decision to do," Arashi stated before closing his eyes and beginning to form the large wolfhound that was his ability with the storm flame. The storm hound gave a massive shake that set off flames from it's body before Arashi nodded to Rin before he headed up the outside of the building rather easily. However, before he reached the top of the building, Kuro had kicked the door open, purposely making a loud bang to distract Chameleon as Arashi vaulted up easily onto the rooftop. Using the scent he had picked up from Chameleon from earlier, Kuro also managed to easily pick out where Chameleon had been hiding and let out a short howl, his nose pointing to the vent. Arashi's storm hound had also made it's way onto the building, Arashi flicking his wrist towards the vent before the animal made of pure flame lunged forward, large paw beating at the ventilation shafts, trying to flush the obnoxious twit out. Storm Hound Durability: Post 1 of 6. [/style]

[rin]

There was resourceful and then there was just plain annoying. The Chameleon had crossed that line several tricks back. Bad enough the man had used the identity of a relative of someone close to her, insulted her, but he had underestimated her and worse, now believed he could escape. She hadn't spent all those years of training to be made a fool out of by a lousy, murdering criminal. Even Arashi's patience seemed to weary thin as he spoke, almost regretful that his attempt to skip out on work had led to something so much more complicated than it should have been.

Letting out a sharp whistle, Mizuchi twisted around and slithered back to her side, allowing her glance over at Arashi at his reference to the young sun flame user. "We don't have much of a choice, considering we didn't exactly bring back up." Rin responded calmly, recalling in some subtle way the old formations and who it was that was missing from that plan. They were short a gunman, so the kid would have to do for the time being. A smirk crossed her lips though at the plan and his mention of underestimating her. "Hai!" Rin answered, motioning for Mizuchi to follow after Arashi.

If the imposter was looking for flames, he wouldn't notice she wasn't there, assuming the beast was simply there to hide her. Without another word, Rin turned on her heel and started towards the rear of the building. It only made logical sense, that if she couldn't find a way to get to him, then it only made sense to leave him no choice, except to come to her. Rounding the corner of the alleyway, Rin made her way up quietly along the fire escape toward the roof. Slowly, and with some level of caution, her dark red eyes peered over the side.

His back was to her and the gun readily aimed towards where Arashi and the sun-flame user, along with the box animals. Placing her hand on the edge of the roof, Rin was over it in a single push to bound over, landing on silent steps. Wasting no time to see if he'd noticed the faint movement, Rin charged forward with the same stealth she'd been taught among the Varia, drawing the second blade as she took aim at the gunman. A shimmer of light rolled across Namigiri's blade as it emerged from the sheath with a faintest of sounds. It was a gamble, one that would cost her more than a few bruises if she was wrong, but this was her only chance. His guard was down and he was about to regret underestimating her.

[Il Chameleon]

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[STYLE=font-family: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: justify; line-height: 9px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; background-color: #474747; color: DBDBDB; padding: 10px;] He had an almost flawless trap. Position was great, form was fine. Only things that were wrong were that he had a bullet in one of his arms and his back was left wiiiiiiide open. Though, he doubted any of his assailants would be smart enough to actually attack him from the back. They all seemed far too “charge in” gung ho. A bunch of idiots. The coward was probably going to try to hide somewhere and stalker would send in his dogs, then chesty would charge up just in time to get slapped down again. Just like before. Predictability was a problem for this lot. Damned, the color was starting to drain from his vision. He had to end this quick, or… well or give up and return to Vendicare. He didn’t want the latter though. This would be his “final stand”. Sure enough, predictability shined through. Stalker’s dog, a different one, hit the roof and clawed at the vent shaft. Chameleon was behind it, so all it really did was give him a nice jump, making him move back a bit. Stupid people. But then a feeling came. That feeling that happens when someone’s watching you. Almost like someone was behind him. Well… He did have his back to the open air, but none of those idiots would be smart enough to pop up behind him. Would they? Before he could really react, blades cut into his back and he let out a loud gasp, then hit the floor in a developing puddle of his own blood. Still alive, just unconscious. They would rue the day they messed with the Chameleon. [/style]

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[Il Chameleon]

ALRIGHT! GG guys.

Rin actually did the capture, meaning she gets the 100 fv, the other two get 50. Had fun pissing you off!