the park; sunday afternoon

[flickofthewrist]

This tiny town was growing more and more dull with each second that ticked by. Chase had amused himself in all the ways he knew how but he was getting to the point where toying with people wasn't going to tide him over. He wanted power and he wanted it now.

That meant getting back to Caleb and his little merry band of friends. Of course, Chase hadn't quite figured out where he was but that didn't matter. His plan was to leave his mark on this place with either some death or destruction and then find Caleb.

But, first? Breakfast. Chase had picked up a well balanced meal consisting of a bagel and some coffee at one of the local shops and then left a nice, small fire in the bathroom. Easy to put out but fun nonetheless. Now, he was sprawled on the bench, eating his breakfast and contemplating what he wanted to do first.

So many options!

[Open! Chase is still his delightful self and the list of things he can do is here, in case you do want to try and take him on. ETA Warning For: Violence, blood, language and trauma]

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[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle was patrolling the island in full gear, today. Marked up to the nines, and looking for one specific person.

And when she spotted him, she moved to circle aroud to him. No point in just charging him head-on.

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If Chase realized someone was nearby, he didn't let on. He kept eating his breakfast quietly and even threw a few pieces of food out towards the flamingos.

Of course, he was on his guard for anyone who potentially might come at him but most people would see a young man who was enjoying the day.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle saw him as someone to drag to the abandoned warehouse district. But, Isabelle was also wearing a Mark for silence, making her way towards him from behind the bench without a sound.

[flickofthewrist]

What a neat little trick she was using. He'd be so pleased to know she'd had to get so geared up to come find him.

Chase leaned forward and tossed some food towards the flamingos. "This gonna make you guys explode? That'll be fun to watch."

So nice.

[seveninchmotto]

He was not right in the head. Of course, neither was Flick, but he was a vastly preferable choice, and she wanted him back.

She made her presence known by yanking him back against the bench and pressing a dagger against his throat. "Not one move."

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Chase's back hit the bench and he took a minute to be impressed by how quietly she'd moved. Then, he chuckled.

"Well, well, look who it is," he said and then tried to lean forward so his neck touched that dagger. Pain wasn't really an issue for him. "Come on, do it, then. Cut me."

Or he'd cut you, Isabelle.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle hesitated, but only for a second. She didn't cut him, but her other hand grabbed the back of his neck to yank him up.

"You're coming with me."

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"That's not going to happen," he said, letting her yank him up, eyes going inky black as he did. He spun around, uncaring if that made he was going to cut himself and swung at her.

If he connected, she was going to find his strength supremely enhanced.

[seveninchmotto]

Not before he was going to find her speed supremely enhanced. She'd expected him to attack her, this time, so she ducked out of the way in time. And yes, that meant her knife got away from him, but he'd already gotten a nasty cut. Oh well.

And using her enhanced agility, she bounded over the back of the bench to lunge at him with the intention of knocking him to the ground.

[flickofthewrist]

The blood made Chase smile and when she lunged at him and he caught her, the tumble backwards just made him laugh and smile in an almost hysterical fashion.

"Is that all you've got?" he asked, keeping his powers restrained for the moment. This was fun enough. "I expected more. Come on!"

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle saved her quips and punched him in the face instead.

What, she'd even punched Flick before. She wasn't going to be coy about it now. She needed him disoriented. And hopefully knocked out, soon.

[flickofthewrist]

Chase just laughed with the punch, licking his bloody lip. He reached out with a hand and let his powers of telekinesis find something heavy nearby. A rock. He sent it screaming at her head while she punched him.

[seveninchmotto]

Isabelle ducked that one too, but only barely. Right, telekinesis. Fun. And not at all terrifying.

She reached for his wrists and tried to headbutt him.

[spin_kick_snap]

Thus far, Kathy had missed interacting with the person her roommate had turned into for the weekend. In fact, she wasn't even sure if Flick had changed into someone new this weekend. Weekends were usually spent either patrolling in Baltimore or sleeping, so as long as Flick hadn't turned into the kind of person to set up a brass band in their room, Kathy would have no idea what happened.

It was Minako who spotted Flick first. Kathy had brought the hyperactive puppy to the park for some playtime and Minako had immediately begun chasing squirrels and falling leaves and whatever else she could find, leaving Kathy to laugh and jog after her.

Normally, when Minako saw Flick, he was greeted by a few happy barks and a little wiggle that meant something like 'pick me up and pet me and let's be bestest friends!' And when she first spotted him, that's exactly what she did, bounding over with her tail wagging. But as soon as she got within scenting distance, everything changed. Her cheerful yips turned to menacing growls and she bared her teeth at him. Minako might be a puppy, but she was still guardian of love and justice enough to know that there was a Bad Man in front of her.

Very bad.

[flickofthewrist]

"What, you want some food, dog?" Chase asked, giving the barking puppy a look. "You could just ask nicely instead of polluting the air with your high pitched barking."

[spin_kick_snap]

Minako was having none of your false niceness, Not-Flick! Instead she was going to up the ante, barking and growling and even a few howls to warn the whole island that there was an enemy present.

"Minako?" Kathy called, following the noise. She'd paused to pick up after the puppy (yeah, something she was not going to let her friend live down once she turned back, oh no) and in that time, Minako had sped off. Normally, Kathy wouldn't be worried about her, the park was pretty safe, but judging by the cacophony Minako was raising now, she'd gotten herself into some kind of danger.

Dropping the plastic bag she'd been carrying, Kathy broke into a run. If something happened to Minako, she'd just never forgive herself!

[flickofthewrist]

"You keep howling at me, dog, I'm going to snap your neck," Chase said brightly. "And you don't want that, do you? You don't want your stupid canine life ended so prematurely, do you? Shut up."

[spin_kick_snap]

Ha! Minako had been threatened by better people than you, Not-Flick. You think you had anything on Kunzite? YOU DID NOT.

Which meant that Minako was going to dive at Chase now, trying to nip at his ankle. It wasn't a Sailor V Kick, but one had to adapt when one was fighting evil as a puppy.

Which was just about when Kathy turned the corner and spotted them. "Minako! Flick!"

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Chase didn't really want to kill some dog when some random had just come into view so he just tried to push the dog away from his ankle firmly. He'd save the killing for a little later.

"Get away from me," he snapped, glaring before he turned a smile towards the girl who'd just arrived. "Sorry, having a bit of trouble with the dog here."

[spin_kick_snap]

"Minako, come here!" Kathy ordered. With one last snarl, Minako obeyed, running back to shelter in Kathy's shadow. "I'm sorry, I don't know what's gotten into--" she paused. "You're not Flick."

Ugh. Stupid island.

"I'm so sorry. She's normally a good girl, I don't know what's gotten into her. I think she's just confused. And I bet you are, too, which just makes this whole thing even worse for you."

If Minako could talk, she'd tell Kathy that her sympathy was completely wasted on this guy.

[flickofthewrist]

"How do you know I'm not Flick?" Chase asked, leaning back against the bench and resting his arms along the back. "I'm not wearing a nametag, am I? I resent being told who I am not."

Never mind that she was right.

[spin_kick_snap]

"Because if you were Flick, you'd know who the dog was. And you'd know who I am."

And his body language seemed all...off, but in ways that Kathy couldn't really articulate.

"But you don't, do you."

At Kathy's heels, Minako decided to punctuate that statement with another growl.

[flickofthewrist]

"Fine, you caught me," he said, putting both his hands over his heart. "I'm not Flick."

He grinned maliciously.

"I'm better."

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy didn't like the look of that grin. Something about it raised the hairs on the back of her neck.

"You'll understand if I don't immediate agree, right?" she asked, giving him a friendly smile. Her brain was probably caught up in the confusion of having someone clearly not Flick in front of her; a kind of psychological uncanny valley kind of thing. "No offense meant, but Flick is my friend, you know? I'm a little biased on his behalf. I'm Kathy, by the way. Nice to meet you...?"

[flickofthewrist]

"Chase," he said, showing off his politeness by even offering a hand. "I can be your friend too."