Order and Chaos

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Day two and Issac got his ass kicked by some scumbag with super speed... At least he wasn't an invalid, but he didn't know how he felt about someone coming to his rescue out of nowhere. Don't get him wrong, he was glad he was still alive, but it was pure [i luck] and that was something that eventually ran out. Maybe he was thinking too rationally about this, he had his powers to thank for that... luck had its place in situations like this and he'd take any he could get his hands on.

Issac was trying to get a better view of the fight between Irina and Zoom, but between all the muscle-heads people thrown around and general chaos, he couldn't get a good view. He tries getting to his feet, but it was a slow process, his muscles still shocked from the blow from Zoom, so he simply palmed the wall until someone stood in front of him. He looks up and a that same passive sensation passes over him. This woman with the animals, [i Cleo], was Order.

[b “Issac.”] He responds trying to remain emotionally distant from the blonde woman. [b “And it's a little bit complicated.”] And just as he said this, it was apparent that Irina had killed Zoom, Issac breathing a sigh of relief as he fully rises to his feet. Belladonna soon joined her, and Cleo was intent on having a stand-off between the three of them... Jesus Christ.

This presented a unique opportunity though as she stood in front of him to 'shield' him from Chaos. Did he grab hold of her and kill her? Pick up a piece of debris and use his powers? Knock her out? He stares a hole in the back of her head trying to find out a way to get them out of this situation. She had a very unique power that allowed her to take cover while her opponents contended with her elemental pets, and who knew how many she could summon. However, Irina had a range advantage and could make shields, Belladonna might be at a disadvantage, but if her poison could effect the beasts, then she had an edge... This was all speculation of course, and really just some dumb time buying on his behalf. He could see Belladonna waiting for him to take this chick down as he seemingly stared off in to space... At any rate, [i something] had to be done.

He moves away from the wall he braced himself against towards Cleo, raising his hand, he brings it down...

And it lands softly on the girl's shoulder. [b “I appreciate the save, Cleo, but these are my friends.”] He tells her. [b “Belladonna and Irina. I know it doesn't make any sense, but we're working together, trying to survive this war, not [i fight] in it... Not [i yet], at least.”] He limps passed her taking up a space beside the two Chaos girls, his leg feeling slightly better, but he knew he would have to tend to the wound soon. [b “I don't want to have to fight you, especially after you saved my life, so I'll offer you this chance to walk away, or...”] And he didn't know how well this was going to sit with the others... [b “Stand with us. Walk away from the manipulation of Order and Chaos pitting innocent lives against each other. You can be something more than just a blue or red shirt fighting for a prize; you can be part of a team who looks out for each other, who cares for each other, and who puts each other's safety above all else.”] He places a hand on Belladonna's shoulder, internally cringing and he was sure the feeling was mutual. [b “Belladonna and I might not get along. Or be friends. Or even like each other... But I would fight to my very last breath if it meant that she lived through this.”] And he looks at the Chaos woman and nods. He meant it. He might want to kill her, but he didn't want her to die... As counter-intuitive as that might be.

“That's a beautiful speech, man.” The muscle-head that decked him earlier said as he came around a corner. With one of his metallic fingers he wipes a tear from his eye... This posed another good opportunity. The guy was a softy!

Issac moved away from his crew towards the hulking cyborg. [b “We'd like you to be a part of our team, too. All of the Scarlet Royals. With Order and Chaos flying your banner, we have a distinct advantage over both parties, and not to mention we're added insurance that, that Chaos guy from around the street doesn't come and spoil your fun. I don't want you guys to just survive this war, I want you to [i win] it.”]

It seemed to be working, but the hulking man turns his head away almost like he was embarrassed. “I don't know, man, you came in pretty heavy.”

[b “That's okay... Andros, was it?”] He had heard someone call his name earlier on in the fight. When he said his name, it seemed he perked up a little bit.

“Y-yeah. How'd you know?”

[b “I like to know all of my friends, Andros. But there's something you need to know.”] He places one of his hands on the Andros' shoulder. [b “This is [i it]. For all of you, including you Cleo,”] He begins walking around, making grand gestures, clearly getting in to the moment of the speech. [b “This is the beginning of the war, and its only going to get more savage and more blood is going to be spilled. Its hard to see now, but maybe next month, next week, or maybe even tomorrow, you're going to think back to this very moment and scream to both gods for mercy of death just so you'll not have to live in wondering of what this could have been.”] Andros sits down on to one of the gym benches, putting his face in his hands as Issac circles around him. [b “What if you had taken this moment? What if you had taken the chance to fight for something bigger than yourself?”] He places his hands on Andros' shoulders. [b “What if you could win?”]

At this point, Andros was lightly sobbing in to his mechanical hands at this point. “I can do it! I'll do it!” He belted, looking up at him with big watery eyes. “I'm a winner, Issac! I want to win!” And Issac smiles at that, turning back towards Cleo, holding out his hand towards her.

[b “How about you, Cleo? You want to be a winner, too?”]
  Issac / Renegade / 3d 16h 20m 20s
The guy was a lot bigger than Irina. In her other body he’d have beaten her easily, but this body was made to fight, and made to fight people as tough as she was. He actually had a hard time trying to keep her pinned down, and when Irina got enough blood from small wounds she sent a spike of it back right into his eye.

Blood poured onto her, but she quickly started gathering most of it while she scrambled out from under the thrashing, robo-armed muscle head. More blood meant more options for her, and now Irina was starting to get the upper hand.

Bali was doing its best to defend Issac. It hadn’t managed to stop the guy with super speed, but when a couple of tough guys thought they could get through the little fire-breather, it showed it didn’t just breathe fire. The teeth weren’t just for show, and the claws were razor sharp.

The girl came closer to the creature she had summoned. She held her hand out again, this time the circle that glowed was blue. Out jumped a creature with blue fur, this was smaller, sleeker, and more feline. It had a build more like a siamese cat, and as soon as it was summoned it darted toward a man that seemed to be headed toward the summoner girl. In addition to scratches, it seemed this creature had some ability to manifest ice, because the guys mechanical arm frosted over in a thin layer of ice. Then the guy was rubbing the skin near where it joined to try and warm it up desperately.

Before she could jump in and help her teammate, who was obviously in trouble, he asked someone else for help. Who was Irina? The girl hesitated and looked for another Order member Avion had somehow missed. She was surprised when a [i Chaos] girl responded.

Irina had taken down the men around her with brutal efficiency now that she had enough blood to do some damage. She was still sticking to spikes because they were easy and she actually knew how to do them. The guys were on the ground bleeding, some doing better than others. The guy who had lost an eye wasn’t moving anymore. Another had his leg torn wide open at the knee and was crawling away. One had a hole in his side and was curled up on the ground with his hands over the wound trying to stop the bleeding. All their blood was fueling Irina’s power, and it swirled around her, some of it still liquid and some solidified into spikes. She figured she must look terrifying now, because the rest of the guys were backing away from her, too afraid to try and fight her now. She had a fierce look on her face. She was ready to kill them.

She turned when Issac called. She looked furious for a moment, seeing that he was bleeding pretty bad. [#a31200 “Issac?”]

She wasn’t sure how to use that information yet, but it was good to know that he could only run in a straight line. She looked to the Chaos member who so casually wanted to kill them and hesitated. She wanted to kill him, she told herself she really did, but there just wasn’t the same drive to fight him. There wasn’t that instinct to kill him. Instead it was something more like what she felt with Belladonna, like they should be on the same side of this. From the look on his face she guessed he was feeling the same reluctance.

It wasn’t going to stop either of them. Irina wasn’t going to let him kill Issac. This guy wasn’t ready to trust them after seeing them work with Issac. She was too busy psyching herself up to kill this guy to take much notice of anything else, not even the weird creatures since neither was in her face yet. Irina went ahead and gathered Issac’s blood, adding it to what she already had swirling around her. There was also blood on the floor, and she made note of some of it without gathering it. That might be useful later. She sent a couple of small spikes which the guy easily dodged. They weren’t meant to really hit, more to provoke. [#a31200 “Come on. Are you going to fight or stare at me all night?”]

Then the girl stepped forward, both of the creatures coming to stand in front of her. She was getting between Issac and the others to defend him. She looked back at him,[+hotpink “I don’t know what’s going on, but are you alright? Did you get caught up in a fight between them or what? Oh, I’m Cleo, by the way.”]

Cleo still didn’t seem quite able to wrap her head around the idea of Issac and any of the Chaos people actually working together. If they were, it had to be [i just] for the moment in an ‘enemy of my enemy is my friend’ sort of way because this fast guy pissed everyone off that much.

He did have a really annoying looking sneer. “I could ask you the same. Are you even serious?”

Irina frowned and sent another spike flying at him, this one about the size of a small knife. He managed to catch it and throw it back at her, but it didn’t make it anywhere near her before stopping in mid air. He got a lot closer before she suddenly pulled some of the blood up like a shield. It wasn’t enough to block him at the speed he was going, but it did throw him off. He managed a shallow cut on her arm but went tumbling on the ground after the attack.

He got to his feet pretty quickly and came after her again before she could turn. He could only move in a straight line at that speed. He couldn’t change direction quickly, that’s what that meant. Irina didn’t need to turn to look at him, the blood circling her just all turned to spikes facing out at the same time. Unable to swerve away in time he ran straight into one of them.

Irina turned to look at where she’d caught him, nearly behind her. He looked surprised. She only hesitated for a moment before gathering his own blood from the wound. The spike had caught him below the ribcage, and was obviously painful. With the gathered blood she ended it by flattening it into a blade and with a quick motion slashed his throat. She was aware she should feel… something. Remorse? Guilt? She had just killed someone, but whatever horror that should have made her feel seemed to be stifled.

Belladonna clapped, walking over with her crowd dealt with. She seemed happy enough with the outcome of the evening,[+purple “Nice, Iri.”] She was eyeing the Order girl watching them. That was the main snag left, but she was pretty sure between her and Irina could take one girl like that. Assuming the girl was actually alone, which was never a sure thing with Order. Irina looked at Belladonna, then toward Issac, finally really noticing the Order girl. Belladonna stopped walking when the girls creatures started toward her and Irina with their teeth bared.

The girl looked ready to fight,[+hotpink “Not one step closer. If you want him you’ll have to go through me.”]
  Irina / Yavanna / 12d 12h 38m 57s
Up until the night before, Issac had never been in an actual fight before. There was a close call in college once, but he was able to calm the situation with reason; they were just a bunch of drunk morons... He didn't think he could exactly calm the situation down here, and the loudest part of his mind didn't exactly want to. His instinct to fight was on overdrive and Chaos was literally all around him in every aspect of the word.

The hulking man from earlier was joined by another man who was just as big, and Issac wasted no time getting in to fisticuffs with them. It was easy. These bodies made to fight more powerful opponents, and coupled with his powers? Easy money. He was in close quarters and threw out a kick in front of him, feeling the ribs of the man give as he sends him flying across the gym. Quickly he ducks a punch and turns, touching the powered barbell to his opponents robotic arm, the blast of energy shattering upon release. Now with the barbell uncharged, he swings it like a bat and smokes the man in the face, putting him out of the fight.

And just when Issac was about to join Irina and Belladonna, he jerks backwards and suddenly there was a long and sharp cut on his shoulder. Instinctively he moves again and this time, another one of those long and sharp cuts on his back. They didn't hurt too much, but they were bleeding.

“Either your reflexes are good, or mine are shot.” And Issac turns to see the blonde guy suddenly standing a few feet away from him. In one hand he was holding what appeared to be a small knife, and Issac smirked at that.

[b “Do you plan on killing me with [i that]?”] He asks and the blonde smiles at him menacingly. Suddenly, Issac's vision slowed down again, but the blonde guy seemed to vanish, and appeared again on the other side of Issac, this time his leg gave out and he went down to one knee, blood dribbling out of the wound. [i 'Shit!']

“Death by a thousand cuts. But I'll have you down by number ten.” He says and Issac scowls at that. It appeared the guy had super speed... but there was something else to it. A drawback he wasn't seeing yet, but he knew it was there. It didn't matter though, at the present moment he was a sitting duck, and it looked like Zoom here was going to finish the job...

That was until a fire breathing dog-lion came out of nowhere, its fire breath spreading the crowd in the gym thinner and making Zoom stumble backwards. The creature stands in front of Issac, baring its teeth as flames licked out of its breath and Zoom looks between the two. [b “You're... Order.”] Issac says, reaching out and touching the beast's fur. He felt lucky to have backup now, but this posed a problem for the Irina and Belladonna. Whoever this creature's owner was, was sure to mistake them for the enemy and attack, and well... More people might have to die tonight.

The entrance of the lion-dog-dragon thing had initially surprised Zoom, but soon he laughed, and beckon them to come. “Do it, save me the trouble.” He says and Issac throws the barbell like a javelin, which Zoom catches, spins, and hurls it back at Issac at greater speeds. It pegs him right in the chest and he felt ribs shift as he was taken off of his feet, and then was carried further by Zoom literally following him through the air and punching him in the chest. When Issac finally hit the wall, it cracked on impact and he slid down it, and it was fortunate the dralionog was here, because it jumped Zoom and took him to the ground, but he was quick to recover and create some distance... And [i that's] when he saw it.

[b “Irina!”] Issac shouts. Hopefully she was okay; he lost track of her and Belladonna in the confusion. [b “Use my leg!”] At this point it was bleeding pretty profusely. [b “He can only move in a straight line!”]
  Issac / Renegade / 16d 13m 18s
Belladonna was keeping an eye out for any sign of the powerful Chaos guy in the area. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to avoid him or try to join him, but she definitely didn’t want him to sneak up on her, especially when she was walking around all chummy with Issac. They managed to avoid that guy though, and got info on another nearby gang.

The muscle-heads at least would understand a good thrashing. Belladonna was eager to go in and give the tough guys a beating. Sure, they’d be tough, but Chaos had done more than just give her poison nails, she was a lot stronger here.

Irina gave Issac a little smile when he squeezed her shoulder. [#a31200 “It’ll work out.”] Or she hoped it would anyway.

Irina would have been a lot more nervous walking into a place like this in her other body. Especially when everyone was staring at them like this. Here though, she just looked around with mild curiosity. The place looked pretty normal. It [i smelled] pretty normal for a gym too, at least a gym full of guys.

The guy that approached them was huge. She didn’t feel too afraid though. While he talked with Issac, Irina was thinking she could probably take him down without too much trouble. In fact, she realized it would be easier to kill or fatally wound him than it would be to just incapacitate him. She could think of a bunch of ways to kill or cripple him permanently, but a lot fewer ways to deal with him gently. At least with her power.

And then the fighting started a lot more suddenly than she would have liked. Issac had been pretty witty, she thought, though it had just gotten him a punch in the face. Several of the guys approached and Irina pulled out her knife. At least these bastards would bleed. Maybe she could even avoid hurting herself this time.

Irina looked up at the man up on the second floor. He was Chaos, like her and Belladonna. She could feel it just looking at him, but he was willing to kill them too. Damn.

[+purple “Fucking bullshit.”] Belladonna was pissed. She didn’t like this guy who was [i supposed] to be on her side casually willing to kill them. Then again, Chaos weren’t known for great teamwork, and Issac was actually Order so her being with him didn’t look great. Belladonna took out her frustration on the nearest leering muscle-head. He had big arms bulging with muscle, which her nails tore right through. He didn’t know enough to try and dodge her nails, and neither did the second guy when she scratched his shoulder in almost the same motion. Or the third, when she clawed his arm after dodging his punch. She [i loved] the way she just outclassed these guys in this body!

The fourth managed a punch to her side that sent her back a bit, but it was a minor setback. The guys she had scratched were starting to drop from the poison. She doubted they were going to survive.

Irina was having a little tougher of a time. She dodged both of the guys throwing punches at her. No sucker punch like they’d done to Issac, she knew they were coming after her. She went around one of them to cut his back since his arms were robotic, better him than her bleeding, and while she was successful she also got a fist in her back from a third guy she hadn’t seen get closer. It made her fall onto the guy she’d just cut. Damn, those robotic arms sure packed a punch, but it wasn’t as bad as it would have been in her regular body. She turned and sent a bunch of tiny, needle like spikes made of blood at the guy who had punched her. Some shattered on his metal arms uselessly, but quite a few found flesh and drew more blood.

The guy she had cut had turned and got in another good punch on her back. Damn, her back was going to be black and blue. She grit her teeth and sent more blood needles flying as she turned to take care of him. She didn’t have enough blood available to do more yet, but as long as she made them bleed some that would change.

She moved to the side, trying to get both of the men in front of her. Both? Weren’t there three? Sure enough the third guy slammed into her almost on cue, tackling her to the ground. She was so ready to just kill these guys already, forget trying to go non-lethal.

While the fight was starting a little creature much like a cat slipped in. It was built like a cat, but had unusually large ears and its fur was a light green. It gave the fight a long look with its huge eyes and flicked its long tail before turning and running out of the building again. No one seemed to take any real notice of the strange creature.

It bounded up to a young woman out on the street around the corner. It wound around her legs like a cat wanting attention. It didn’t make a sound, but the girl looked down at it, first curious and then alarmed,[+hotpink “What? I need to hurry. Go on, Avion.”]

With another look up at her, its green eyes met her blue ones then it gave a meow and jumped up. The spot on the ground where it landed had a glowing circle, and the cat-like creature vanished, quickly followed by the green glowing circle. The girl held her hand out and another circle appeared, this time red. From that circle leapt out a creature more like a lion, though it was smaller being closer to the size of a medium to large dog. The fur was a bright orange, with black marks that weren’t quite striped, they wound around more like vines, and the maine was red. She started running and called out,[+hotpink “Come on, Bali. We have to help him.”]

The lion-like creature that responded to the name Bali ran after her, and then ahead of her. It rushed into the gym quickly followed by the blonde girl, and while she stayed near the entrance it joined the fight with a breath of fire that sent several of the muscled men fleeing, at least momentarily. Bali went right near Issac, intent on protecting him according to its masters wishes.
  Irina / Yavanna / 19d 18h 53m 19s
Despite just having the conversation, Issac's lack of appetite surprised him a little. He finished maybe like, a quarter to half of the noodles before feeling like that was sufficient enough for him. It seemed like everyone was eager to get a move on, and so was Issac, but there was still something he needed to micromanage.

[b “We might need to display some power, but we can't go in and rip apart the gang, as much as we might want to and as much as they might deserve it.”] Issac warns. [b “If we jump the gun on that, its likely they'll jump ship for more agreeable people than us which is what we're trying to avoid.”] But like Belladonna had said, they couldn't exactly be pushovers either. They needed a healthy medium for this... Despite already feeling like Belladonna wanted to kill him, he could sense she was getting irritated with him about this. And the feeling was mutual. She was ready to go in guns ablazing when this required a little bit more finesse than that... But perhaps he found it hard to work with her because he instinctively wanted to kill her as well. [i 'Swings and roundabouts, Issac. Swings and roundabouts.']

And with that, the group sets out. There was no point in circle-jerking the issue; it'd just waste more of their time and time was critical for them at the moment. This was Issac and Irina's second day on Battleworld, but Belladonna been here at least a week, so there was no telling what scraps they might have to pick from at this point. Either or, they cautiously move through the streets, Issac keeping his eyes peeled to make sure they don't have any unexpected surprises, especially when they near the Chaos-man's street. Issac couldn't say for everyone, but for him, his pace quickened as they moved passed his street. It was likely they would tangle in the future, but Issac wanted to get some more information on the guy so they wouldn't fight blind. Despite his super powers, information and prepping is what would win them battles.

Once to one of the indicated streets, it wasn't hard to find out information about the local gangs from people. They were a little shy with their information at first, but with some gentle prodding, they were pointed in the right direction. And to what appeared to be some kind of [i gym].

[b “Of course we get the freaking muscle-heads.”] Issac says and then looks at the two with him. He gives Irina's shoulder a brief squeeze before he leads them inside, and honestly... It looked like a [i gym]. Well, more like a sci-fi kind of gym, but the usual things you would see on Earth were here. There was equipment, weights, and realistic crash-dummy looking punching bags. A little to the back was what looked like a boxing arena where a few gigantic men with robotic arms were sparring, however, just like everyone else, when the three of them walked in, everyone stopped and looked at them... This was a great start.

It didn't take long, but a man a foot taller than Issac, a hundred pounds heavier, and two robotic arms swaggered over, leering over the group. Fortunately for this body, Issac felt not fear, because in his real body he probably would've voided himself by now. “You lost, little man?”

And Issac's eyes just narrow a little bit. Things might get a little ugly now, but fortunately he had back up with him. [b “Are you part of the Scarlet Royals?”] Issac asks and the man raises an eyebrow.

“Who wantsta know?” The hulk challenges, and Issac's patience wavered which was surprising. He forgot he would usually be scared.

[b “I do. Is there someone with an IQ in the triple digits I can talk to?”] And the gym erupts in half laughter and the other half dramatic 'ohs'. Issac felt a sort of pride for his sharp tongue there; it was hard not to think about how this would've actually gone if he wasn't in a stronger and braver body than now.

“You think you're cute?”

[b “I'm fuckin' adorable.”] Issac responds. [b “Can I talk to your handler please? I'm on a deadline.”] And the man huffs, nodding his head and turning around... And then something strange happened. Just like the night before, the world slowed down and Issac had enough time to wonder exactly why that happened. He surveyed the room, watching the contorted and smiling faces of the gang members in the gym watching the exchange of the two, he could see the beads of sweat on some of their faces, the blips of electronic equipment on the second floor, and... [i 'Oh.']

A metallic fist crashes in to Issac's face and sends him flying in to some gym equipment knocking it over and slightly burying him under it. If it wasn't for this warrior body, that punch would've taken his freaking head off... but there was plenty of time for that now, because after that punch, all of the other gang members whooped and yelped and joined the fray, heading over towards Irina and Belladonna, probably to do that same to them for being affiliated with the loudmouth Issac.

“You're tough, funny-man, I'll give you that.” The man says and Issac picks himself up out of the pile he was in. The man goes in for another swing, but this time Issac ducks under it with ease, and then parries an incoming cross-punch. His mind was jumbled for a moment, but it quickly cleared, and Issac sweeps the hulking man's legs from under him and gets some distance, picking up a barbell and channelling potential energy in it. The bar glows a faint blue and the hulk and some others coming to assist him back away.

[b “We're Chaos and we've come to make a deal!”] Issac shouts at them, and it seems some of them mull that over for a moment, until.

“The girls might be,” A voice pierces through the sudden quiet. Issac quickly looks to the source at the second floor balcony. He was a blonde man with sharp eyes, and a wicked grin. And looking at him now, Issac could feel it. The instinct to kill this man. “but you're not. That's fine though, I'll kill the three of you all the same.” And with that, the gang members go back on to the offensive

[i 'Me and my big mouth.']
  Issac / Renegade / 23d 14h 57m 3s
Belladonna shrugged, taking one of the noodle containers from the floor and sitting down a little away from Issac,[+purple “Whatever. It’s not like we need to eat much. Probably part of the whole thing, these bodies seem to be as real as bodies come, though they’re really nice. I’ve been fine so far eating whatever. Probably don’t need to overthink it.”]

She didn’t think it was a big deal or needed so much planning. Was that all he did, make plans about everything, even their eating? This was going to get annoying. Belladonna rolled her eyes, shoving some of the noodles in her mouth. Even if he was useful, she really wished she could just kill him and be done with him and his obsessive plans.

Irina sat down next to Issac and picked up a container of noodles to eat herself. She wasn’t sure what to make of the whole eating situation, but she’d just go with it. If they needed to eat a little something here to stay in good condition that was fine. Making up for it with the other world and her real body though, she wondered how that was going to work. How long until her appetite would increase? Problem for another day. For now they had to deal with tonight’s problem.

[#a31200 “Sounds good, but how do we find out which gangs are opposed to him? I suppose we get information from someone.”] Irina looked at the map. They were awful close to that Chaos guys territory, but they didn’t want to end up backtracking too much and running into the Order group from last night. Not until they had enough backup that they could take them down, at least. If they were lucky that group would get smaller clashing with someone else.

It was a lot to take in, but it was easier to stay calm here. She’d have been freaking out if it wasn’t for… whatever it was Chaos did to her here. Gave her a head start on the battle hardened thing or something. Irina ate some of the noodles before asking another question,[#a31200 “Once we do find this gang we’re looking for, do we just… beat up whoever’s in charge to take over or what?”]

She looked to Issac for the answer but Belladonna cut in,[+purple “Yeah, or kill him. Depends on if he puts up a fight. Or if his guys put up a fight. We don’t need these people itching to stab us in the back too, so we just kill them if we think they might. Should keep the rest of them in line.”]

Belladonna had finished her meal quickly and stood up. She was antsy and ready to get moving. She examined her nails,[+purple “Ready to go? I don’t know about you, but I don’t like this place very much.”]

Irina looked up and hurried a little more eating her noodles before setting the little bit leftover down. Not like there was a trash can or anything. [#a31200 “Right. Probably best if we get this settled soon. It’ll be a little safer than camping out places like this.”] She hoped it would be anyway. She couldn’t say she was certain about a lot here, but they were going to need allies to stay alive to the end. The normal people could help protect them while they slept here, and be a steady supply of any food or clothes they would need, as well as vital information.
  Irina / Yavanna / 28d 12h 1m 33s
Irina was right about needing to figure out the layout of the area first. Tactically speaking, it made a lot of sense to know your surroundings and in a pinch it could be life-saving to know the ins and outs of the area at large. For the moment while no one was trying to kill them, they could afford the time to look at the high-tech map whatchamajiggit... [i grumble...] And to eat.

[b “I find it kind of weird that we need to eat in these bodies."] Issac points out. [b “Its kind of an inconvenient time consumer we have to do, but if we need to eat more in our [i real] or... whatever bodies, then maybe loading up on protein and carbs will make sure we don't have to waste too much time eating here.”] And at this point he was sitting down in front of the takeout bags with the noodles in them, opening them up and placing each container on the floor. [b “You know, if possible, of course.”] Maybe all-you-can eat buffets would be a good idea then. They were cheap and you could eat as much as you wanted... But his Earth body would get really out of shape in that case, which seemed like kind of a vain concern since they were literally playing with their lives in these bodies... He already had some strange reservations about this body's rippling muscles and abs over his softer and less toned one back home. How could he beat this? [i And] Irina saw him naked first [i here] too! Oh boy, that was-

He stuffs some noodles in his mouth as he places the device in front of him. A good distraction at the very least. It blinked on and showed their location in 2D format. Like they knew already, it appeared to be a sort of industrialized area of the city, and had more space between its buildings than in the city proper. Issac scrolls along the side with his finger, and finally. [b “Here.”] He stops and makes a show of the device. [b “According to the Goober, this is the street Belladonna was talking about last night. The one with the powerful Chaos guy. I'm thinking we find a gang either opposed to him or afraid of him and offer them 'protection'. We get what we want from them and then move on to our executives, maybe tell them we wrangled the gang under control because we're Order.”] This stuff came easier to him in this body, but it made sense with his whole sensory power... But there were plenty of ways that this could go wrong, he just couldn't anticipate every single one of them.

[b “Everyone eat up and then lets get a move on to one of the gangs. We get in, maybe bust some heads to make a point, and then get out. No fireworks, no drama.”]
  Issac / Renegade / 30d 12h 3m 3s
This was so awkward. [#a31200 “It should be fine.”] She really didn’t want him to have to go to the couch, even if it was going to be weird just laying down and trying to sleep. She settled in next to him, not sure how close to lay or anything. First date and they were in bed together in a decidedly [i un]romantic way. Did that make it better or worse? She couldn’t decide, and mumbled a good night to him before closing her eyes to try and sleep.

There was no waiting or tossing and turning, right away she felt herself on the makeshift bed of cardboard. Irina sat up quickly. She probably should have felt more sore than she did after a night on the floor like that, but she was pretty much ready to go, if just a bit hungry.

Belladonna frowned at Issac, which was about a friendly as she felt like she could manage at the moment. It had to count for something since he was still breathing,[+purple “Yeah yeah. Lay low and find ourselves some normal people to use, right? We better get moving soon.”]

Irina got up and went to join them,[#a31200 “Soon but not too hasty.”] She looked at Issac a bit longer than necessary. There was the urge to attack him, but it was easy to suppress. She was thinking about their date, and the awkward talk after. It had her quiet long enough she realized it and hurried to add,[#a31200 “We should try to figure out the layout of the area first. Where’s that map thing? And maybe breakfast… or is it dinner?”]

Belladonna raised an eyebrow at the long look Irina had given Issac, but let it slide without comment. Something was going on between those two, and Belladonna couldn’t really put her finger on it. They [i should] want to kill each other, but instead were forcing this weird alliance. She tapped her fingers on her arm,[+purple “Whatever you call it, we ought to find a little something to eat soon. The noodles might still be fine. We don’t need much, our other bodies tend to make up for most of what we don’t eat here, my appetite there has gone through the roof. It can’t take care of it all though, we need [i something] on our stomachs, for some reason.”]

The idea that they had to eat in both bodies obviously seemed a bit silly to Belladonna. If she were making the rules she would have made eating optional given the whole fighting for their lives thing. Still, she supposed it was fair enough, barely, given the cool powers they got here. It’d have been cooler if the powers carried over.
  Irina / Yavanna / 38d 14h 28m 12s
Issac liked to have a clean place to live; it was conducive to a positive and healthy mind. His mother would often tell him “cluttered room; cluttered mind!” so he tried his best to abide by that. However, he couldn't imagine the state Irina must've woken up in and why her place might be a mess. He just woke up with split lip and some bruises, he couldn't imagine waking up in his own blood! That must have been horrifying for her.

He was soon brought out of his thoughts when Irina mentioned clothes... Right, clothes! He smacks his own forehead at the realization. [b “I forgot about clothes.”] He says outloud. What a stupid oversight on his part, and now she would be stuck wearing the same clothes she had on today for tomorrow... Oh man, their coworkers at the office were going to love that, but to be fair, Issac and Irina had way more to worry about than office gossip. [b “Yeah, yeah, I have an old shirt you can wear. I'm sorry I didn't think of that before.”] And with that, he immediately went in to his room, rummaged through his closet and found a hirt for her to wear. If she wanted a pair of pants or something, he'd be more than happy to give it to her, but he didn't want to bury her under clothes. This felt embarrassing enough.

After he had given her the shirt and she went to get ready for bed, Issac went to his room to do the same. He undressed and got in to some pajamas. He didn't have many nighttime rituals to speak of, so he mostly just waited for Irina to come back before they could get settled. And honestly, this was feeling more awkward than he had originally imagined... but it might've been because of his word vomit earlier. Maybe some Battleworld would loosen them up.

[b “Yeah, I think we just... sleep.”] He was standing at the edge of the bed with Irina now, and now that he was looking at it with someone else, it looked a lot smaller than he remembered... [b “Lets just give it a try. If its too... uhh... [i cramped], I can sleep on the couch.”] Hee tells her and then gets in to the bed, scooting over for Irina to fit in with him. Once she settled in, Issac sort of just laid there for a moment before saying, {b “Good night.”] and closing his eyes. And once he did, he-

Issac shoots up off of the warehouse floor with his hands up at the ready. In this body, he could feel the cold calculating sensation of his secondary power and how much more control he had. It didn't take long for him to spot Belladonna who was pacing impatiently around the warehouse and at the same time, that all too familiar desire to kill came back, but he swallowed it. [b “I see you're up bright and early.”] Issac says, moving to one of the windows and looking out in to the empty lots outside. No movement save for the futuristic city it was a part of. [b “Do you remember the plan?”]
  Issac / Renegade / 45d 15h 40m 36s
Things with Issac were moving fast, that was for sure. A lot of it probably had to do with the incredibly strange circumstances. There would be no finding advice for how to deal with [i this] situation. The ride passed in what felt like really awkward silence, so it was a good thing it was a short ride.

When they got to his apartment, Irina was definitely evaluating it. Subtly, but she was curious. His place was pretty neat, neater than her place sometimes. Not as much stuff as she had stuffed onto shelves and tables, her place had a way of collecting more little odds and ends than she knew what to do with. [#a31200 “Oh no, it’s nice. Neater than I expected.”] Oh no, that made it sound like she expected him to be a slob. Irina quickly corrected,[#a31200 “Not that I expected your place to be messy. It’s just… Uh, you know. I guess with last night my place could do with some more tidying? There’s still bloody sheets waiting to get washed…”]

Speaking of, there was one thing she needed before they went back. Irina looked a little embarrassed. Why hadn’t she thought of this before? Not like there would have been time to do much about it, the whole coming over to his house thing was very last minute. Irina tugged on the ends of her sleeves,[#a31200 “No. Well, yes. Um, I was just thinking, if tonight ends up like last night then I can’t really go to work covered in blood, so… Do you have anything I could wear? Something that maybe… you wouldn’t mind getting stained? Like an old shirt?”]

Even if he [i had] seen her naked already, she’d still rather wear something tonight. An old shirt of his would work. Anything so she wasn’t sleeping naked and her clothes would be usable for work tomorrow no matter what happened tonight.

An older shirt of his was exactly what she got, and Irina retreated into the bathroom to change. Her clothes were loosely but neatly folded for tomorrow and she put on the shirt turned nightgown. It was both too big and too small. Obviously too large to be a proper shirt on her, but straining to be big enough for its job as a nightgown. Her arms were still bandaged from the morning, and so far were holding up pretty good. She’d worry about changing them in the morning, once she was changed she was about as ready as she could be to go back. [#a31200 “We should go. Belladonna is probably waiting. Do you think we just… fall asleep?”]

It sounded too easy, but it really was that simple. No more restless periods of time where they couldn’t fall asleep, they just had to want to and they would fall right asleep to wake up in the other world. Belladonna was already there, waiting for the two sleepyheads to wake up already. She spent the time between her waking up and them waking up pacing around peering out where she could find windows and glaring a little at Issac. It would be too easy to just slit his throat while he slept. When she thought of that, each time she’d just scoff and storm off to find another place to peer out for any sign of trouble as a distraction.
  Irina / Yavanna / 56d 15h 4m 57s
Wait, wait, wait, wait... Did she think he wanted to have sex with her [i now]?! Oh no... OH NO! Is that really how he came off? Some sleazy guy who slept with people on the first date? [i Shit], he had to tell her that wasn't what he meant! But as soon as he opens his mouth, the cab arrives and gives them an impatient honk. It seemed now wasn't the time to explain himself... But when was? [i 'Way to go, Issac. You blew it. Now she's gonna think you're some kind of messed-up nymphomaniac...'] Maybe he needed to pull back a bit. Relax.

When inquired about his place, Issac just nods, opening the door of the cab for Irina and getting in after her. The ride didn't take long to get to his apartment building. Luckily for him he lived pretty close to pretty much anywhere important around here... But that was a decision he made after he first got his job at the hospital. He lived on the other side of the city before this and the commute was a nightmare pretty much any way you wanted to take it. Despite the streets being a little busier on a more constant basis, it made travelling to where he needed to go a little less of a hassle. Traffic would only put him back fifteen minutes rather than an hour.

They arrive at his apartment building, a small complex close to the middle of the city but still on the West side. It was only about eight stories and Issac lived on the sixth floor. He buzzes them in and brings them up the elevator and in to his place. It was a pretty well what you would expect of a bachelor pad where it was lightly furnished, but it seemed like Issac cared just enough to give it a 'homey' feel.

[b “Sorry about the mess.”] Issac says with a shy smile, going over to his coffee table and straightening out a single pile of documents. Other than that, it looked like Issac kept everything in a mostly orderly fashion and cleaned up after himself.

[b “Did you want a drink or anything or did you just want to head back to Battleworld?”] It was getting late anyways and perhaps Issac was letting his anxiety get the best of him. He didn't [i really] want to go back, but he knew he had to. There was work to be done and they had to be extra careful now... Hopefully Belladonna didn't get up to anything loud while they were alseep.
  Issac / Renegade / 58d 2h 13m 31s
Irina just smiled when he admitted to not knowing much about Greek food either. They were just going to have to hope for the best. It didn’t turn out too bad, the food or the date. They didn’t talk about anything too deep really, but simple stuff. Which was fine by her, it was probably the most normal part, aside from when they’d slip to some little concern or question about their nightly struggle, which was coming up. It was obviously not far from either of their minds, though both of them were also trying to keep that from being the only subject. She let him know about hobbies and things, that she knew how to crochet for some project she had gotten roped into though she wasn’t very good at it, she had a rather impressive collection of tea and coffee she offered to show him sometime, and liked to go to movies when she had time on the weekends along with a few of her coworkers. All in all she’d say the date went pretty well, all things considered with their unusual way of starting things off.

When he asked her to sleep over at his place she didn’t immediately have an answer. It got worse the more he talked. Was it just strategy? Which made sense, she’d woken up just covered in blood but… No, that wasn’t it. Her cheeks were starting to darken to a pink, and then more red. Absolute scarlet when he finally stopped bouncing around and just said he’d like to have sex with her. All she could do was stare at him for several seconds. Did he just say that? And damn, all she could think about was having seen him naked just last night. Not in this world, but still. She’d been waiting for a date, but this was all happening way faster, and stranger, than she had hoped or thought. [#a31200 “I, uh… I… Y-yeah. I mean no. W-wait, I mean…”]

This was a mess. She could barely think, let alone speak. His hands were still on her shoulders, and the physical contact was somehow making everything better and worse because she wondered if he was going to kiss her. They hadn’t even kissed yet and she was already considering if they were going to have sex! This whole thing was Issac was a jumbled mess, but she didn’t want it to stop. [#a31200 “Um…”] Why was it so hard to spit it out? Probably because she still hadn’t come up with a definitive answer herself. [#a31200 “Y-yeah, it makes sense. It could help. For battle stuff. I-it’s not like I don’t want to sleep with you though. It’s just, um, a bit… soon? Maybe?”] Irina shifted a little, obviously a bit nervous. She put her hands on his arms and looked a bit shy,[#a31200 “It’s ah, our first date. And… you haven’t—”]

Of course the cab arrived then. The driver gave an impatient honk when they hadn’t turned right away and Irina jumped, startled. Just when she thought things were getting [i maybe] a little less awkward and a little almost romantic they got interrupted. The driver apparently didn’t want to sit around waiting on them, so they had to get in, her face still red. She was tugging anxiously on the ends of her sleeves. She was sort of worried he’d taken it as rejection when she got interrupted so she asked quietly,[#a31200 “So… um, your place?”]
  Irina / Yavanna / 65d 12h 46m 42s
For some reason, what Irina had to say about how they were changing the way things work struck him more profoundly than he might've thought. They were changing the way things were, weren't they? And he began to wonder if anything like this might have happened in the past. If this battle between Order and Chaos had been going on forever, the odds of it just being them were astronomically small, but at the same time, they did have motivation and literal [i instinct] to kill each other... It may not be [i that] important to think about, but it definitely was something to chew on. What were the odds of these star-crossed lovers?

However, he didn't have [i too much] time to think about what Irina had said or comment on how their date spread around the office like wildfire. He began to feel slightly embarrassed as well, processing what the waiter must have overheard and how easily these things could be taken out of context... Ah, God, [i Derek] too!

[b “Uhhh, yeah, water is... good.”] Issac says trying to gain some semblance of control of the situation and his marbles. He was buying time, but he also wanted to get the waiter the hell out of here. Whether he thought they were killing people at night or... Doing something of a more [i intimate] nature was a situation he didn't want to remain in for any longer than he had to. Plus, when Irina didn't know what she wanted to order, Issac didn't know either and panicked. [b “How about the specials? We can do the specials.”] And the waiter nods, writing down on a small pad before departing. Issac watches him and when he feels like their intruder had gotten a sufficient distance away, he whirls his head back to Irina. [b “I'll, uhh... I'll admit I don't know anything about Greek food... I sort of panicked there, so I hope everything tastes good.”] Honestly, Issac followed some food blogs in his spare time and heard about this place opening up and it happened to be around the same time he wanted to take Irina on a date... It had really good reviews, so here's hoping!

After that, the date sort of went by at a general pace. Issac did his best to get to know Irina some more rather than talk about Battleword, but it leaked in every now and again. It wasn't exactly the type of conversation he wanted or expected on their first date, but it gave them something to talk about... however morbid it was. Hopefully as they progressed through this nightmare together, things would get easier and they could talk about more natural things. Plus, given that even before the date itself they already saw each other naked and there was already gossip about them, Issac was using soft-hand tactics in their conversation. He didn't want to make anything worse... But [i literally] how could he?

Once they were finished, Issac pays the bills and walks them outside so they can wait for their cab. Then something struck him. [b “Why don't you sleep over at my place tonight?”] And then the awkwardness struck him. [b “That sounded a lot better in my head... I mean more so for the fact if we wake up and we're injured we can help each other. I know first-aid and I know your powers aren't exactly the most fun.”] He was talking way too much about Battleworld. What if she got the wrong idea here? They weren't strategizing, this was supposed to be a date! [b “Not that I wouldn't want to sleep with you under normal circumstances or anything...”] What?! Backpedal. [b “I mean, I'm not trying to sleep with you in [i that] way! Well... I am, yes, I just... battle... to do...”] Issac was all over the place, but then he takes a deep breath, places both hands on Irina's shoulders to look at her in the face, and suddenly he's more resolute. [b “I would like to have sex with you.”] And despite Issac's slightly darker complexion, his face went beet red.
  Issac / Renegade / 67d 22h 27m 2s
It was a good plan. There weren’t a lot of them and neither side would be helping them out. No backup, no allies they just needed to find. Irina smiled down at the table,[#a31200 “I mean, we sort of are changing the way things work by not killing each other, aren’t we?”]

The fewer people that figured out about them the better probably. The three of them couldn’t take on too many at a time, but once there were fewer people fighting overall then just maybe it was manageable. The thing was could they really keep out of the fighting that long? It would be tricky, but Irina was hopeful.

Then Issac brought up the gossip about them and her face got hot,[#a31200 “Y-yeah. Word got around fast. It is like high school, but at least the cafeteria is nicer. I had no idea so many people cared if we… went on a date.”] Irina looked up at Issac, wondering if he was serious about this being a date, or if this was just a sort of strategy meeting. She fidgeted with the ends of her sleeves,[#a31200 “Things were kind of boring, honestly. It’s hard to focus on work after what we did last night—”]

Of course that had to be when the waiter made his appearance. He’d heard that, hadn’t he? Did that sound bad? It probably did. The waited held a little notepad up,”Can I get you started with anything to drink? Are you ready to order or did you still need a few minutes?”

Irina hadn’t even been looking at the menu after they started talking. She opened the menu, more to sort of hide behind it than to really look at it,[#a31200 “Water? To start. Ah, I’m not sure what to order...”]
  Irina / Yavanna / 81d 19h 35m 36s
Issac chewed on that a little bit. Maybe Irina was right and Issac's opinion was just clouded by his 'will to kill' Belladonna. It was hard to trust or look at someone objectively when your instincts were literally telling you to kill them or they were going to kill you. She might be a wild card, but perhaps Issac wasn't giving her enough credit with the whole alliance thing... He was still alive after all.

[b “Yes, that's the plan for now.”] He says with a small nod. [b “Since there's just the three of us we don't want to make too many waves; a bigger group might come along and want what we have or think we're challenging the status quo.”] The Terrible Trio from last night came to mind, and he had a feeling that since no one died and he denied joining them, it sort of made things personal. And then there was that other dangerous Chaos member that Belladonna had mentioned. Depending on how much of a megalomaniac he was, perhaps they could make a sort of deal. Thinning out the herd together or having some sort of 'cease-fire' clause would be enticing to everyone since everyone else is trying to kill you... Well, until the end and then all bets were off. For now the goal was to limit the amount of bedlam they got involved with, but it was an inevitable shit-show.

Issac could feel himself beginning to frown and then shakes his head. He was really looking forward to this date and he didn't want to let a war on another planet effect it. [b “How was your day today? Did you hear the latest gossip about us?”] He grinned at that. [b “You'd think we were back in high school all over again and no one had day jobs.”]
  Issac / Renegade / 83d 21h 5m 26s
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