Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:32:02 PM)
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Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 3:35:24 PM)
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Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:38:39 PM)
*Copper Fang sat in homid form cross legged, dressed in a obvious mixture of clothing stolen from different people. In his hand was a firearm which he had somehow aquired. He was fiddling with this pistol curiously.*

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 3:42:22 PM)
Floyd entered in Rodens, something out of the norm for the Metis. Though, his shape was quite a bit different than one might consider for a Rat. He dwarfed even a housecat in size, and was mottled from nose to tail in open, weeping sores. Herpes pustules crossed his shape on all sides, the thickly callused flesh showing its breaks in various spots that oft moved. His blunted tail swished as he approached Copper Fang with a nod.

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:45:24 PM)
*He wuffled in greetings a odd sound for the man throat to make...and then took a experimental bite into the handle of the gun.*

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 3:47:28 PM)
A finger goes 'round the curled bit in the metal loop. You pull back on that piece, with the other side pointed towards something you want dead, and if it's loaded, a piece of metal flies out, faster than we are, and buries itself in your target. *He shifted up to Crinos, and moved to coil his tail beneath for a seat.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:49:45 PM)
*Copper listens to Ty then nods....as the Metis speaks he follows his instructions and points the pistol to the wall. He pulls the trigger and when the gun goes off he drops it in shock and scurries back. Then sniffs at it as the smoke rises slowly from the barrel, obviously surprised and a little freaked out..8

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 3:52:05 PM)
The explosion is contained in that little metal cylinder. There's a special powder in the back end of every unfired bullet, and when it's tapped by the gun, the explosion contained in the barrel of the gun pushes the metal slug out the tip. It spins on the way, which makes the track it follows stay true on its way to the thing you want dead. *He moved towards the gun and picked it up, squatting once more and beckoning CF over. He chambered another round and cocked the gun, showing the Rodens the path to employing it properly. That is, as good as he possibly could with Rat Paws.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:54:30 PM)
*Came over and started to learn from another. Curious*

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 3:57:07 PM)
Some of us use them, but they're not exactly incredible for anything other than range. You want something dead from 100 paces, and it's the better option. But otherwise, nothing can compare to the fangs Rat Mother gave you and the blade at your hip. *He paused and passed the gun back to Copper Fang, pointing the barrel of it at his own thigh.* Watch, fire it. *He nodded, givign express permission.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 3:59:49 PM)
*Nods in agreement. Eagerly he pulled the trigger waiting to see what might occur from this action.*

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:03:01 PM)
*The round chambered, bullet went off with a bang and burrowed into Floyd's thigh. The Metis immediately went to pulling open the skin and flesh to search. With a precision that only a Plague Lord was capable of, the Metis used his claws to pluck out the round from deep within three inches of muscle. The blood on the wound coursed through for a few moments, as Floyd allowed Copper Fang to get a good image of what it'd done.* It'll do more if aimed at a head, or an Ape. We're better at taking the hits. But the damage is nothing compared to a claw or bite. Or a Fetish.

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:04:38 PM)
[ Medicine 3, Intelligence 4. ]

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:05:25 PM)
*Copper Fang watches without a bit of squirmishness. Having seen much blood and death in his line of work. He nodded* "I will have to watch out for these....the Blueskins (police) have these...some bigger then others."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:08:41 PM)
They're restrained. They follow guidelines that keep them leashed. The ones that don't wear blue or black hold no "code of honor," and shoot at whatever they like. But, killing the blueskins will bring unwanted attention to us. Just knock them unconscious and give them a nap if you can. Everyone else is fair game to cull. *He pointed at the mechanism to reload the gun and gestured to CF to continue with it.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:13:03 PM)
"Everyone thinks I am fool. I wish to spy upon the Blueskins, learn of them and remove the singular skins who are the cause of our problesm....or the things be it spirit or wyrm or weaver that are manipulating them. I plan to be surgical in my strikes to cut the threats out of my Colonies way."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:17:01 PM)
If the enemy began taking out specific members of ours involved in attacking and addressing specific threats, what would that tell you? Would that bring further attention towards what those held in common? Their activities and endeavors? The blueskins act in defense of the Apes, and also in researching various unsavory activities. It's most of their job. By killing them, or isolating them, you draw further attention, Copper Fang. It is a noble task, but they're better left misdirected from us, rather than gutted. If attention lies on our locales, we cause explosions and sow madness elsewhere. They have limited resources, and public outcry will demand attention. They're, after all, accountable to the other Apes. *His tail swished as the Metis looked at CF, leaning closer.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:20:16 PM)
*Grins* "I wasn't finished. I know there are Cat people and garou here in this city. Along with the violent territorial groups of the streets, many others who can absorb the anger of our enemies. Misdirection is a key to battle, and I plan to excel at such."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:28:47 PM)
An admirable endeavor. Do it right. We don't need more heat on us. *Floyd nodded across at Fang, cracking into a tin of pork and beans idly. He bounced slow on his tail, looking over the scurrying brothers and sisters throughout.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:29:51 PM)
"What is it you do?"

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:33:35 PM)
Multitool of sorts. I scout, I kill, I hunt, I educate, I heal, I steal, I spy, I infect. And most importantly, I bring the Plague to our own. Something I anticipate doing quite often in the near future. *He coughed on a chunk of meat, sniffing at it for a moment before chewing and swallowing once more. Floyd offered the can towards Fang.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:34:32 PM)
*Shakes his head* 'You create more of the Blessed Children of Rat.....very good. I know not many with that Rite."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:36:39 PM)
It's our charge. The rest, I do because our numbers dwindle and diversification is necessary. *He shrugged and bounced several times, almost twitching. Truly, Floyd didn't cultivate the Rage one would anticipate seeing on a Plague Lord. Twice that.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:37:11 PM)
*Was well aware of the Rage bubbling in his brethren* "Indeed, Good."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:39:44 PM)
Which colony were you birthed at? Where did you spend your youth? *He tilted his head towards Copper Fang, chewing down another bite of beans.*

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:41:32 PM)
"I was born in Six Flags Colony. When it was much smaller and left in time to travel for a time..learning. But returned some time ago..but kept mostly to myself."

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:46:22 PM)
Huh, good. We don't have many locals amongst our current numbers. *He nodded several times and clapped Copper Fang on the shoulder, rising up and shotgunning the last bit of pork and beans. Floyd's eight foot tall frame stretched to its full height and the Plague Lord yawned. As he stretched, the callused skin parted at the knees, hips, and other various points of motion. Beneath it lay red flesh of patched and mottled tones that lacked fur. Floyd scratched his crotch and nodded to Copper Fang.* More food. Be back later.

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:54:11 PM)
"Good evening Brother."

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:54:21 PM)
(sorry if I was a little distant....great dane puppy is having leg issues)

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:54:23 PM)
[ Hahaha. You bastard. ]

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:54:32 PM)
[ Ah, alright. G'luck. =/ ]

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:54:39 PM)
(You leaving?)

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:55:00 PM)
(sorry I didn't give you my all. Next scene we do i'll be 100% )

Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:55:01 PM)
[ Yep. Scene scheduled for tonight in VtM. Gonna take a break. ]

Copper Fang (Jun 3, 2011 4:55:09 PM)
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Ty Floyd Harry (Jun 3, 2011 4:55:55 PM)
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