Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5426254-20150825005304/@comment-5426254-20150907022031

The two boys were recovering from the nasty surprise blow Alice had given them. The first thing they saw was their purple-clad opponent alone aiming a rifle towards their direction.

"Where did the masked bitch run off to?" Vert demanded.

"How should I know? We were both knocked out with that nasty kick of hers!" Carmine retorted.

"Hey you! Dark Violet," Vert beckoned to Violet. "Yeah, you! I'm talking to you! Where did your little accomplice run off to?"

"What is up with you justice types and your lack of manners?"

Vert shot her a dirty look as he aimed Order at Violet.

"If you're so interested in finding that girl, old sport, then she's already in the seedy side of town, at the red light district."

"I thought you wanted to take care of this low-life gangster so badly," Carmine sarcastically told Vert.

"That little runner takes top priority. Since you know her so much, you can have her," Vert coldly replied. "And as for you," the Huntsman-In Training replied, "Once I'm done with her, you're next."

Vert then leaped off and headed to the district to give chase.

"Law enforcement is so rude these days," Violet remarked. "Don't you just hate it when you're surrounded by trigger-happy search warrant fiends, old sport?"

Carmine understood the feeling. If he didn't hate him for being a jerk to his family, he definitely hated Vert now that he had seen his zeal for law enforcement, and his impulsive methodology when facing opponents.

"Yeah, I kinda get it. I already have to deal with one at Beacon. Imagine if I had to work with a million of them."

"You know, back in the old days, cops used to be respectable people. Now they're either incompetent obese hooligans who only know how to eat donuts and drink a cup of joe, or they're stoic angry people that arrest folks on first sight, wouldn't you agree?"

"Save your breath, Cesario. I'm holding my end of our little bargain, and that means taking you on, even if it will kill me."

Violet stood there, shocked. ''How does he know me so easily? Just who could he be? Just stay calm, and pray to a God that he doesn't know the full story.''

"How are you sure this Cesario lady is actually me? The name's Dark Violet, old sport."

"You don't have to play coy with me, Violet Cesario. I know who you are. And in case you're wondering who I am, I'm not some detective."

'' Then who is he exactly? Is he part of the underworld? Has he researched what I do? Is he an Aranciato? A Ravenholme? ''

"Who are you then?"

"I have connections to some ... old rivals of yours. They're my family, after all. We Ravenholmes don't like it when our flock is being attacked."

''So he's a Ravenholme, then. That changes everything.''

"If you want me so badly, Mr. Ravenholme, come and get me!"

The two charged at each other, and began their duel when their blades clashed ...

---

Alice stopped as she approached the sidewalk. Okay, so if I keep going at this rate, I can still meet my client and get the job.

Suddenly, a concussive blast knocked her off her feet while another round froze her left leg on contact.

As she cut the ice block with Retriever, she started to run into an alley.

''This is only the beginning, Schiess. I won't let you escape,'' Vert thought as he dropped down from his sniping position and continued to follow, drawing Order in his hands as he ran past the crowd of pimps and whores.

"Hey handsome, would you like me to make your night sparkle?"

"Not interested."

"Hey kid, I can get ya a twofer one deal at a reasonable price. Whaddya say?"

"I don't have the time and I don't want to trade bills for rubbing chestnuts together! There's a woman I gotta catch!"

"Damn," the pimp remarked as he lowered his feathered hat watching Vert run. "Dude's prolly loyal, religious, or found a hot deal. I prolly need to step up my game in this hoe business."

---

Carmine continued to fire a salvo of bullets towards Violet, who had now taken a defensive stance from Carmine's blows. Then he continued to swing his sword, as Violet span around and dodged the blade, landing a kick square into his chest.

When she blocked the sword, Carmine could feel the weight of her arm. Even when he switched hands, he still had a bit of a struggle.

''Damn. I may be keeping up with her, but she's still too good. She's got the strength and the experience to back up her rep.''

At the right moment, he unveiled Howling Wind's blade mode to even the odds, forcing Violet on the defensive. A few blasts from the cannon mode sent her reeling. While Carmine was smiling, Violet had a different thought entirely.

'' Well, kid's pretty tough. I could stick around and give it my all, or ...''

"I gotta admit, ya got moxie. But," Violet remarked, "I still have something to do with Mems over there. Goodbye, Mr. Ravenholme."

She leapt backward, and headed for the red light district, as Carmine immediately followed ...

---

Alice was panting hard in the alley. She had not only squandered all of her money, but now three people were after her (one of which offered a job), and she would miss the mission with her client and be replaced.

''Damnit! I'm going to starve at this rate! Why did it have to be me? Why now, of all times!?''

Suddenly, she was once again taken by surprise when a caseless round smacked her hard, and another freezing her legs.

"YOU!"

OH COME ON!!

"You're not going anywhere, you psychopath!" Vert screamed, panting between sentences from the long chase he undertook.

Now Alice was confused.

"What. I'm a psycho?"

"You obviously had to be when you massacred those cops last time. I mean really, orgasms and then murder? You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"What are you talking about? I've never done any of that!" Alice exclaimed as she began to set herself free with one of her knives.

"Don't you play coy with me, Schiess"! It took nearly a dozen of us to foil whatever you were doing, but now that I have you covered," Vert replied as he fired shots near Alice, "I'll make sure you'll be punished in the name of justice!"

Alice was panicking as she broke the ice once more. ''H-how does he know my name? Am I an open book to everyone I meet?''

Alice then got up, and quickly blocked a few more shots, gathering ice on Retriever.

"It's pointless to resist! You may have swapped out a wire-equipped glaive for a katana and knives, and covered up that cleavage and black trenchcoat with your modest white outfit, but you can't hide for long!" Vert rambled on as he kept his distance, remembering his past experience.

Alice counterattacked by closing in with Retriever as Vert pulled out Order to keep her at bay.

''The weapons and the physical description he was talking about seem very, very familiar. Could it be ... ?''

As Vert exchanged blows with Law's blade, he once more continued to rant. "You think you can trick me with your wires and your mask? Wrong! I won't let you escape, Selena Schiess! You shall wander alone no more!"

Alice then paused as she remembered her mother raising her and Rayne. While Vert couldn't see it, Alice cracked up a smile and shed up a tear over her fond memories ... and how absurd this mixup was. She began to laugh.

"Ha ... hahaha!! Oh man, did you seriously think I'm actually the woman you're looking for? That she and I are the same person?"

"Wait ... you're not her? Then who are you ... ?"

However, he now found himself with Retriever at his throat.

"The name, you moron, is Memories."

As he braced for the worst, Vert realized something. His limbs were not tied together with wire. Both her arms were intact. And he remembered Memories revealing her identity to Dark Violet during the video recording.

''Shit. I can't believe I got the wrong -''

"And don't you forget it!"

As Vert kicked her away, Alice drove him back by swinging Retriever and one knife, before landing a kick square into the chest.

''Oh, Mom ... ''

As she turned around and decided to head to the target location, she heard a voice behind her.

"So Mems, I know you're quite busy and all, but whaddya say? Ya still wanna take my little offer, old sport?"