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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 5, 2016 4:32:59 GMT 2
Natalie sipped lazily on her coffee. She had a relaxed demeanor, and it was truthful that she probably just didn't give a fuck. When had she given a fuck about what another person thought? ... Her brow scrunches slightly and she hums to herself, giving a little of a subconscious shrug. Probably with her mother and sister, that was about it. Not even her older cousin -- who had been more of a big brother -- made her give two shits about what he thought. He had been awfully persuasive too.
"Huh? Stalking? Haha, that would just be weird." Nat states when she comes to while giving Ruby a quizzical look. The only person doing the stalking here was that creepy blond bitch anyways. Christ, what was wrong with her jaw bones? She almost looked like a square! Becoming amused again, she laughs softly. Though, it'd just seem like she was amused by the situation -- considering she'd probably laugh at a funny looking shadow if given the chance.
Natalie looks between the two, but gives Jacob a supportive smile. "Hva pokker driver du med?" (What the hell are you doing?) She couldn't help but mutter under her breath. Though, she shrugged off the stinging feeling of being a cornered animal and took to running her fingers over her mask on her belt. "But hey, I was just going to go back to my flat -- unless you guys are going to order some coffee? I wouldn't mind sticking around."
She looks to Jacob for the answer, considering all she felt she'd get from Ruby was a scowl.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 4, 2016 4:31:20 GMT 2
Natalie perks a brow, going emotionless under her mask. A stray curly lock of hair fell over the forehead of the mask, though that was truly the only notable feature outside of her hood. "Det går bra, takk!" (I'm fine, thanks!) Though, that was probably a lie judging how she just stared at the woman. There was nothing in her pockets, and her knives were too well hidden to steal -- and wouldn't sell for much more than about ten dollars anyways. Though, this woman certainly didn't seem like the type to just let one of her knives end up going missing.
She lowers her voice some, turning to face the blond with a shake of her head. "That technique could get you really hurt." She says in careful monotone. Her posture was relaxed but stiff, one shift from being immediately dominant. Though, Nat didn't want to be dominant. She just wanted to make it clear that she knew what Ruby had tried to do -- and that it probably wouldn't be a good idea to try to do it again. "I'd work on it, if I were you. Though if you touch my ass again we're going to have a bad time."
The seriousness fades from her voice and she laughs. "Your blouse is very pretty."
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 4, 2016 4:24:41 GMT 2
Natalie's uncertainty faded to a rich enthusiasm as Jacob greeted her. "Hei kompis!" (Hey! Friend!) It was just a friendly Norwegian greeting, although it only made her accent more notably on her English spoken words. Oh well. Though, she let her amusement and excitement buffer for a moment as her pale eyes found Ruby. The woman looked stiff to the mask laden girl, like some sort of wolf trying to front off another.
What would she do next? Start growling and barking? Nat had to stifle a giggle, and let nothing come out of her besides a happy little hum. The way she positioned her hand made the masked girl all the more curious, it was a dominant position, a gesture meant to overlay her own hand. She didn't quite appreciate that; who did this woman think she was? A pawn?
Furrowing her brow, she displays a firm, gloved palm in a gesture of 'please wait'. With a deep huff she takes her mask off of her face and moves it to let it hang off of her belt. Once satisfied, she pushes a straying lock of wild, curly hair out of her face and adjusts her stance. "I thought I recognized you from somewhere, Ruby! I liked your blouse more than the get up you have now though, it was really pretty." Natalie boasts happily, quick to extend a firm hand that would not simply bend under the weight of Ruby's dominant hand. "Korleis har du det? How are you?"
Once she was satisfied with the length of the handshake, she simply withdraws her hand while rising her coffee to her lips. Her brows rise upward and she focuses on Jacob for a second, before just laughing. "I honestly didn't think I'd see you here, Ted. Though, I've said that at least ten times now -- right?" She questions, giving a happy grin. Natalie moves her eyes to the mask on Jacob's bag and perks up, stepping forward some. "Ooh! I really like that one. Though, I guess if you wore it I would have to call you a hoot."
Natalie purses her lips together to stifle a snort. She knew she wasn't funny, but it was this cringe worthy greet talk that made it so the pair hadn't stabbed each other into hell and back yet.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 3, 2016 18:47:45 GMT 2
Natalie held the plastic cup of black coffee between her hands. It was still steaming, and she hadn't yet pushed her mask up enough to take a drink. Gold glinted against her face that took the shape of a rather vintage harlequin mask. It was one of her favorites to wear out like this, and it made her look more sophisticated rather than a serial killer. Of course, in the race to be somewhat normal when in public, she gave the typical response to any questioning passer-by's that it was a summer costume party. Everyone in this town was far too oblivious or afraid to question further, and she liked it that way. Humming as she pushed out of the glass doors of the cafe, she watched the bustling shapes of other people. Quietly she draws her hood up, feeling a little bit more secure with it thrown up to disguise a majority of her visage. Maybe Nat just liked to be secretive and not be bothered, or she just really enjoyed the mysterious get up -- even her herself couldn't quite explain. Though as she was about to begin walking in the direction of the apartment complex, a masked bearing figure caught her eye. The shape of this assuming stranger's build was familiar, and the fact that they had a mask on their bag. Though what really clued her in was the messy tangles of dark hair. That was him alright. A smile played on her lips behind the confines of the pale mask she wore. " Oh, hey Ted! What's u--" She pauses mid jog to meet him, her eyes catching on the figure of Ruby almost immediately. For a second she didn't recognize the blond, but when she did her figure stiffened. Slowly she straightens her posture and steps back, concern forming a hidden frown on her lips. This could only go sour.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 3, 2016 3:39:59 GMT 2
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 3, 2016 0:24:00 GMT 2
Natalie walked with poise. Her hood was drawn up, her bangs slightly covering her eyes. She was about to draw her mask up when she noted a blond woman having a small confrontation with a man. She lets her eyes glint with slight curiosity, and she stares to review the exchange. They uttered their apologies, and the woman gave a too innocent grin. The typically masked thief felt uncomfortable now, and half wanted to turn and leave -- though that'd be no fun.
She watches as this strange woman adjusted her blouse over her pocket. Huh, that was a technique she used out in the open like this. When masked, she just walked up and grabbed wallets like it was a yard sale. Except she never paid.
Pretending to not have seen anything, she continues walking forward. Absently she brushes her thumb over her pocket. The only thing in her pockets was sharp knives pointing upward. If a person didn't know their way around it, they'd probably get nicked.
Besides, that was all the reaction Natalie would need from this pocket thief to knock her out. Though she'd wait -- she was a patient killer.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 6:37:58 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie looked up from the small stash of shiny things she had already looted from the bodies. Her eyes flick behind her and she calls out. "Wait! .. Wait. I heard the guards talking about a safe key hidden in something stupid." She admits, her shoulder sagging. "Might want to remove the stuffing from that bear when you get the chance, and .. Thanks. I like your mask, too." She sighed, beginning divide watches, guns, ammo, trinkets, and even wallets into neat piles. You know, she'd never really thought about stealing the liver from a dead body until just about now.
.. She figured she'd have that apartment she wanted within the week. Who knows, maybe she'd see this masked foe turned friend again. The whole 'fate works in mysterious ways' niche was really ringing strong now. |
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 5:47:14 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Upon being asked if he could have the teddy bear, Natalie simply nodded and gently set it in his hand. Afterward, she buries her face in her hands and screams into them -- equally as agitated as he was. "I can't believe I've been planning this for weeks - maybe a month - just to come up empty handed again!" She yells out, storming off to begin rooting through the other boxes. Sighing quietly she angrily empties the rest of her clip into a twitching body. Nat could barely give a weak huff of amusement at the blood, she just seemed let down.
"Weeks of planning, learning the ins and outs of this place - and even learning the guards names and hobbies so I'd know when they were distracted. For what? A fucking teddy bear!" She exclaims, quick to huff in exasperation. Though reality dawned that the guards probably had no idea what they were protecting either. What, were they told it was classified or something? Whatever, they were dead - and she'd make sure everyone in this damn building was dead too. Well, maybe all except her mask wearing 'compadre'.
"Ah, helvete.." Natalie curses while she dumps empty Styrofoam packed boxes onto the ground, letting the packing beads go just about everywhere. "Jævla fitte!" It seemed like she was peeling away from American curses for the time being, and just angrily muttering in her mother tongue. After she stomped about with agitation, the grace of her movements long gone, she stopped in front of the dead bodies and simply shook her head.
"Fine. I'm just going to loot the bodies for whatever is valuable to sell at a fence. I'll split it with you if that's even what you were here for?.." |
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 4:45:23 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie popped her neck with a low groan. Oof, adrenaline rushes were a hell of a drug! Well, figuratively. With keen eyes she focuses on a second guard, whom was at this point, raising a gun to point it at her face. Before he could pull the trigger she nonchalantly rose her arm to fire at his chest. She laughed when he fell over, stifling a few snorts of amusement. "And I thought I had to be weary of you lot." Nat grunts as she crouches down, peering at the final guard who was cowering on the floor. Her head tilts and she blinks her eyes from behind the mask.
"Please -- no!" Natalie heard the guard plea under his breath. Vaguely, she made it seem like she was hesitating, before she pointed her gun downward at his groin and fired once. The way he screamed made her giggle, and she seemed enthralled with watching him like a cat would an injured mouse that it knew couldn't escape. However, Nat shook her priorities into her head and stood up, firing twice more at the downed guard as he went unconscious from the pain.
With a satisfied hum she holsters her gun and turns to look at the box. Well, it's stuffing was all over the floor, and one shiny beady eye was staring right at her. Intrigued, she approaches it and kneels down, pushing the box back into position to properly look into it. The masked girl glanced down into the box and sharply tilts her head. Her features fell beneath her mask, and she breathed out an astonished. "Oh. My. God."
Though, it wasn't a happy astonishment.
Natalie reaches in and grabs the stuffed animal, a brown teddy with a checkered tie to be exact. As she squeezed it, it squeaked - it's head flopping around as she carried it up. Slowly she turns to face Jacob, and even though he couldn't see her face, he could probably just imagine the displeasure written all over it.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 3:38:53 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
"Fine, fine! Don't get pissy with me!" Natalie growls back, quick to duck as a bullet grazed the box and hit the far wall. She would of been so dead had she not taken cover behind this thing. Her eyes flew wide open behind her mask when she saw the box that they had tussled over be shot and fall to the ground. She noted something fuzzy poking out of the box, but it was too dark to really make out the contents. Though, luckily for the pair they seemed to share the same thought process about it. 'Was this even worth it?'
"Oh, fuck this shit." The girl whispers under her breath. She takes five pot shots at the guards before hurdling over the box. In a limbo like position, she slid beneath the arm of one man before swinging around to hit him upside the head with the butt of her gun. The way she laughed when the body of the guy went limp like a fish out of water was a little -- well -- unnerving. Maybe she enjoyed this just a bit too much? Who knew.
Nat was quick to yelp when several bullets skimmed her arms. They tore through the fabric beneath and left bloodied cuts, but she was lucky to not have a bullet lodged in her shoulder or something. She turned quickly with limber and well practiced skill, her gun leveling with the head of another man. His blood sprayed in a wet, warm mist as he slumped backward into the stone floor. In the same movement she uprooted the legs of another so he was sent staggering in Jacob's direction for a clear shot.
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 1:53:58 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
"I never wanted to shoot you." Natalie huffs as she readies her pistol. She lets him take the first few shots, only popping her own head up as the guard he shot fell to the ground with a resounding thud against the ground. The guards didn't seem ready to deal with someone falling as soon as they got up there, and they all turned to their injured comrade in slight shock. One guard rushed to grab the fallen fellow, and Nat took her shot. Square in temple -- the guard that had rushed to try and drag the wounded away fell dead as stone to the ground atop the other.
Bullets whizzed over their heads and Natalie ducked to the floor. She appeared to be readying the flashlight she had used earlier. The bright light had hurt both of their eyes in the dark, and she assumed the same would happen to the guards at the abrupt light in the dark. So, Natalie sprung back up and aimed the flashlight at their eyes. As she predicted a few cowered and quickly hid their faces in the bright light. Again she took the opportunity to shoot another guard in the chest, one of her bullets skimming across another man's leg.
Just when she wanted to take another shot, nothing came from her gun but a click. Grumbling under her breath she ducks behind the relative safety of the box to begin reloading. Her eyes turn to Jacob just as a bullet hits her flashlight that she had left up on the top of the box. "Shoot them, will you?" Nat snaps, furiously loading another clip to her handgun. |
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 1:42:04 GMT 2
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 2, 2016 0:40:13 GMT 2
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Natalie grunted; she would of clung to him, but she couldn't quite arrange her arms in time before she was thrown off. In the span of seconds she was cut, and then promptly head-butted. This was a pretty normal occurrence. Her knife slid from her hand to clatter noisily across the floor and she slid backward a few feet to bump into the box they were fighting over. In the time her back hit the ground and she slid, her gun came free from it's holster and fired with a loud bang that sounded through the walls.
The bullet connected with a wall, and for a treasured moment there was nothing but sweet silence and the sound of her trying to furiously regain her composure. Once she was upright she snapped her eyes to Jacob, and just as she was about to lunge for him again, she heard the hurried footsteps of the guards rushing up the stairs. Behind her mask her features shrunk, and she had half the nerve to turn and bail before they made it up the stairs. Though, what good sportsmanship was that?
Natalie stands up and runs forward. At first it seemed like she was going in to attack him again, but she simply slid and grabbed her knife before turning and snatching her gun off of the ground. With a huff she drops behind the largest box in the room, gun clutched in her hands as the guards - twelve in total - burst into the room. |
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 1, 2016 4:03:21 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie grinned behind the mask that concealed her face so well. She felt a growing sense of pride for herself, but she had time to gloat later. She kept her body atop him, using her weight to try to keep him pinned against the dusty stone floor of the warehouse. She had to think of a plan - she had to think of a plan, fast. As much as her mind was racing, her movements were fluid and without break. It was obvious she had done this more than once, a dance of death so to speak. She was trained in what she did, and she knew her ways around hand to hand combat. Heavens knew how good she was with a gun --hopefully he wouldn't have to find out.
Swinging a fist at him, she attempted to hit him in the jaw. While this blow may of hit, or he would of been preoccupied blocking it -- she surfaced a knife. It was long and intricate, with a black handle and red leather to help more with grip. Though, now obviously wasn't the time to be lingering on details. If she was successful in preoccupying him, Natalie would attempt to place the sharp end of the blade against his throat.
Her goal was to not give him a chance to land a blow, or at least make it difficult to do so. |
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Post by Natalie Green on Mar 1, 2016 2:23:56 GMT 2
[✿] ..my pretty sleeper.. [✿]
Natalie swore under her breath. She quickly drew her knife from her back pocket - though she let him run at the box. Why tackle someone head on, anyways? 'Why the hell am I fighting over a box?' She'd have to question her motives later, because now obviously wasn't the time.
Gritting her teeth, but hiding all emotion behind the face covering mask, Natalie lunged at him in an attempt to tackle him before he reached the box. If she was successful, she'd try to slam her elbow into the side of his head.
You know, it became really easy to question your reasons when you were lunging at someone over a box that you had no idea what it carried inside. What if it held nothing, and what if this was just a clever trap set up by the guards? No -- no, she was overthinking again. It had to have something important in it! All of the boxes did, or, why the hell would they be so heavily guarded? .. Ugh, why did she do this to herself? |
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