What lies beyond.

[SABLE KEIL]

A click echoed in the vastness of this wasteland, where there once was a bustling city. The still, quiet air could send a chill down anybodies spine, especially in the evening air. Trees shrouded through the bowels of ruined buildings, reclaiming the land the once owned. It was perfect for a leopard to run in.

That click continued, as one brave soul ventured into this unforgiving land, somewhere shrouded in dark mysteries that were rarely ventured when that black cape of night took hold. The constant clicks slowed as the being reached the middle of this dangerous pit of debris, holding a blood-red rose in both hands.

Looking around, golden hazel eyes searched the area for something or someone to bring down. She wanted a release, wanted to know that she didn't fail the agent that the FBI brought down today. It was a mission she hadn't planned for, that had turned sour in a beat the heart, knowing there was no way out. She never intended to leave the boy behind, but did none the less, slipping from view after a long chase. She had never lost somebody under her watch, and felt increasingly agitated by the thought. This agent had been overly loyal to the cause, and overly loyal to Sable as well, making this that much harder to let go.

After seeing no movements or bodies, and hearing nothing but the caw of some crows, she tightened her fists around the thorns of the flower, bowing her head. Tears began to struggle their way free from her eyes, the little drops of water rushing down the curves of her face, going to the tip of her nose, before falling to the ground. Falling much like he did when gunned down. It splattered on the dirtied, cracked cement, that jutted unevenly in several places. Red joined the tears as the cuts within the flesh of her hands bled freely, the crimson color matching that of the petals all to well. In this dangerous place, it was fatal to have an open wound, even for a brutal monster such as herself.

Letting the rose drop, she turned her palms up to see several lacerations, many deep judging by the amount of blood running down her hands, causing her to sigh. This now turned from dangerous, which she can handle, to deadly, which is one that she's not to fond of. The intentions of running off steam was no longer the priority as she watched tiny, red droplets join the ones of her hears. The rose's heavenly, fresh scent was mixed with that of her heavy, irony blood making her presence known. She took in a deep breath, calming herself, and her senses to concentrate on what might possibly lay just ahead. Her eyes flipped to the surrounding area, hoping that nothing stirred around, and alas nothing had. She took in a shaky breath, finally calming her nerves and mind to think clearly about what her next move would be. To stay, and honor the young man and take a run, or leave and see a doctor about the nasty wounds.

She chose the first, setting her purse, scarf, and keys down as to not lose the items, before looking into the distant west, feeling a small breeze whip her hair around. She bent over, picking up the rose, ripping loose the petals, before sticking her opened palm in the air. It was something her parents did as tradition after loosing a close family member, and something she carried on otherwise. A nice gust of wind lifted away all but four, which stuck to the sticky blood. Closing her eyes, she closed her fist, retracting down. Slowly she rested the red painted limb against her chest, tears once more falling.

"Let your body be reborn." She stated, shaking her head. "I should have never left you, Albert. I should have never let you fucking die!". Her words were punishment to herself, in the end her senses became lost in the memories of the past, letting the world dangerously fade away.

[Jade Everwood]

[bg=bba897][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] Nightfall was well on its way. Darkness was not far off, and that was not a good thing at this moment. Jade was not yet home, and she hated travelling in the dark. Especially on foot and alone. But she had been given a later shift at work, and couldn't get it off. She had agreed this once to work past her preferred time, and boy was she regretting it now. Around ever corner, a predator lurked. Or so her overly paranoid mind told her. The ruins were a dangerous place to be, but she had to chance it. Cutting through them in the little bit of daylight left would save her some time of nighttime traveling. But she was putting herself at serious risk by doing this. She had pushed that thought aside when she had started her walk, but now she was regretting it. Every little noise caused her to jump. And she constantly saw things that weren't there. Just a little farther. The simple statement repeated in her head over and over as she half walked, half jogged. Everything would be alright. It had to be alright. It was still light enough that she would notice someone or something that might want to harm her. But it wouldn't be this light for long. She had to get through. The young woman stopped, perplexed, when she caught sight of another. She stayed still, watching curiously. The mystery woman's actions were strange. A rose lay at her feet, and she picked it up. Only to rip off the petals immediately. The wind blowing through the ruins lifted them up off her open hand. Then she spoke. Her words told Jade all she needed to know. This was some sort of ritual in memory of someone who had passed away. She considered quietly moving past and letting the woman be in peace, but then reconsidered. This woman was not in peace. She was blaming herself for another's death. Jade cautiously approached, unsure of whether or not this was a safe venture. She caught sight of the blood staining the woman's hands and her decision was solidified. She couldn't just leave. "Are... Are you alright?" she asked softly, so as to not startle her. Of course she wasn't alright. She was bleeding and crying. But it was the best starting point Jade could come up with. And she was really just referring to the woman's hands at this point. She couldn't tell how severe the wounds were, but there was a lot of blood.

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[SABLE KEIL]

Quietness seemed to caress her ear as she looked into the distance infront of her. As the sun descended further into the horizon, she knew a decision had to be made. Taking in a deep breath, filling her lungs with this crisp evening air, she was just about to shift when her ear caught something. Footsteps? Maybe rock crumbling? It wasn't until a timid voice spoke that she turned her head in that same direction.

The distinct English accent came from a young woman, wtih straight, brown hair, and blue eyes that seemed to kill if looked into. It caught her breath a bit, as words refused to come to her mouth. [glow=red,2,300]How could i be so daft, and let someone sneak up on me?[/glow] She thought to herself as she approached the female. "You know, it's never a good thing to sneak up on someone, especially in this day in age." She flirted. Her attitude changed completely upon seeing this woman, a smile creeping on her face.

She took in the scent of the female, getting a ting of canine, something that excited her. The lanky build of this female matched the scent all too well. As she went to say something else, she paused in her thought of why this girl was here. If she was FBI, she had to be new to the force, and if she was IBED, Sable would have already known. She pondered in this thought, but only for a moment before speaking up.

"I'm Sable Keil, by the way." Her introduction was set in a chipper voice, and a flirty smile, but she never expected to hear the other ones name. She set down her things, wiping the rest of thepetals, and some of the blood onto her nice jeans. It surprised her at how much blood had slid from those wounds. A little chuckle escaped her mouth as it reminded her of Alberts blood on the floor of that building. The scent haunted her, everytime she took a deep breath. She turned back to the girl, the smile completely gone.

"Would you like to run with me?" Her voice quivered as she debated hunting this girl. It would only be fair to take a life for a life, if she was FBI. As she waited for a reply, she hoped, secretly, she would say yes. That she would be wise to have someone with her than go on by herself.

[Jade Everwood]

[bg=bba897][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=border,0,true] The woman turned to her, thankfully unstartled. Now Jayde just hoped she wasn't unsettled by her sudden appearance. She really didn't want to startle or unsettle her. Maybe she should have just walked on past. No, if she had made any noise in passing, it would've alarmed the stranger more than her approaching would've. She might have gotten herself attacked and that just would end badly. Jayde wasn't a fighter by any means. So it was probably best to just make her presence known. The woman spoke as she approached, and Jayde instantly felt kind of bad. "Oh... I'm sorry... I didn't mean to sneak up on you. I wasn't trying to..." Honestly, she hadn't been trying to sneak up on her. If she had, well, she certainly wouldn't have said anything. At least the woman seemed alright. That was a good start. She introduced herself as Sable Keil. Lovely name. Jayde caught a hint of feline on the girl's scent. Interesting. She was well-built, so she certainly couldn't be a house cat. Or maybe she was. Although that would be rather odd. It was safer to assume she was a large feline, however. Because then she wouldn't be surprised if she ended up getting attacked. Not that she expected Sable to lash out. But still, one could never be sure... "Mya," she said in reply. She didn't really like giving out her last name to strangers, even though she semi owe it to Sable, as she had been given her full name. The question that came caught the young woman off guard, though. Run with her? Did she mean, like, just go for a jog or something? Now hardly seemed the appropriate time, really... Um, how should she respond to that? She probably shouldn't travel alone through this part of town, but still. Going for a run? She pondered what exactly to say. Her eyes dropped down to Sable's hands and blood-stained jeans before she looked back up and met her gaze. "I should... really be getting home. I wouldn't mind having someone to walk with, though..." A small, shy smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she studied the woman before her. Hopefully she wasn't getting herself into something dangerous, here. Her eyes dropped to Sable's hands again, and she couldn't help herself. "Are your hands going to be alright?"

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[SABLE KEIL]

Sable grinned a sly grin upon hearing the woman's name. Mya, huh? she thought to herself as she watched the woman become nervous. It didn't shock her, especially if she had smelt her scent. After hearing her reply to the invitation, Sable felt denied of that simple company. Initially, she had no intent on pursuing it, but then what would be the point of asking in the first place.

She looked at her hands after Mya asked her question, chuckling slightly at the sight. Although the blood had slowed, it was still oozing from the lacerations. They didn't hurt, did they? Could she only be denying pain to make her feel dead, or maybe there was no pain to be felt. These thoughts passed through her head for a minute, creating an overly delayed reaction.

"There is no pain to be had tonight, other than the heart." She stated, probably giving off more of an off topic answer than needed. Looking back into the blue eyes of her toy, as she thought of it, she couldn't help but to pester the poor girl. "Running is so good for your soul..." She stated, circling the woman. She paused once Mya's back was to her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders, feeling the warmth this canid had within. Resting her mouth just beside her ear, she could imagine each breath dancing around it, tickling it. A small sigh of a laugh left her lips as the image came to her mind, before addressing the young woman once more. "Nothing will come to harm you, i give you my word." She stated, taking more of her scent in, until her lungs were full. Her shampoo was sweet against her nose, tickling it into a sneeze fighting to release.
Her odor, be it canine, was simple delectable and delicious, but not prey delicious. At least not meal prey, she possibly wanted something more from this little female.

Sable took one more deep breath before releasing Mya, and walking in the direction she seemed to be headed. Her heals clicked on the broken streets and walkways once more, this time in a faster pace. She looked back to Mya, smiling that full, flirty smile. She took a peak at the sky, before looking at her once more. They had spent just a tad bit too much time talking, for dusk's gray tinge was upon them. threatening night. "You might want to join me, anyhow.." Her steps paused, as did her sentence as she listened to the surrounding area, her heart giddy with excitement. "There's blood in the air." Her tone was serious, even though she looked foreword to this moment. She waited for the woman to make her decision, and upon her decision, would she shift.