A Devil In Jersey (Frankie, Evadne, and Theeson)

[Evadne Taylor]

Groaning inwardly, Evadne shook her head. Just under an hour? By that time whatever was terrorizing the area would have moved onto a different target. It was probably just going to be a waste of time to even head that way. Besides Terry had already been there. Surely he'd been smart enough to examine the boat already. Though, the more she thought about it, the more unlikely it seemed.

Propping her hands on her hips, she turned her gaze in the direction that Terry had indicated lead to the boat. She was silent for a moment while Frankie just barked her orders. "I have a question for Terry before we head that way..." she finally said and slowly turned to look at Terry. "Did you happen to look around the boat? Check things out? You know... Investigate anything over there?"

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>>>"Did you happen to look around the boat? Check things out? You know... Investigate anything over there?"<<<

Did she think that he was completely incompetent? Of course he checked the boat out, not that he found much, though. He addressed Evadne first.

"Like I said before, the boat seemed to be torn to shreds, well, as much as you can tear metal and wood. I saw what looked like some tracks, they were a bit too blurred and scuffed up to really make anything out of those though. Whatever was in that boat really seemed to piss it off. The main thing that hit me around that area was the smell. Whatever that thing was, it spent a long enough time at that boat to leave a definite scent behind, though it's really like nothing that I've ever smelled before."

Terry gestured in the general direction of the boat. "Well, unless you guys have any other leads, I say we head for the boat, and if we make a little noise on the way, maybe it'll find us instead, save us some work, right?"

[Frankie Guidicini]

Frankie listened to the details, her arms carefully crossed so that she wouldn't impale herself on the protruding bones. If anyone had come running up to her haphazardly, slipped, and fell into her, they wouldn't recover from their clumsiness alive, or at least missing a limb. She was bristling a little at the noncooperation from Terry and Evadne, and one could hear it by the slight clicking sound of her bones.

"Fine, fine." She snapped. "Let's just get going. I would advise quiet, but since we'll be lucky to leave this spot without getting into an argument, let's just go." God, sometimes she did miss the cold and loneliness of Russia.

[Evadne Taylor]

Evadne shook her head and kept quiet. Though she found Terry to be an annoyance at best, she figured it probably wasn't his fault if he sucked at being a BPRD agent - so for this once she wouldn't bite his head off. That and she also figured that she really didn't need to be bickering with both Terry and Frankie.

Silently she followed Frankie with Theeson close behind and well she wasn't quite sure where Terry was, but she knew he was close. Walking toward the boat that had been shredded. She couldn't help but wonder exactly what they were tracking, maybe a werewolf... Maybe an actual Jersey Devil? Though she was pretty sure they'd find out soon enough.

She paused suddenly, causing Theeson to bump into her, but held her hand up to ward off anything the girl might say. She was pretty sure she'd heard a rustling coming from the bushes off to the side, and she was also pretty sure it wasn't Terry. "Frankie," Evadne whispered, "There's something following us. It's in the bushes...."

((OOC figured I'd move them a bit, hope you don't mind)

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OOC: No problem. ;D

Terry started walking towards the boat, advising the three women behind him to stay a bit back, as if anything attacked, he wanted to find out exactly what it was. As he was walking along, trying to remember exactly where the boat was, Terry's sensitive ears picked up at the sound of something rustling the bushes behind him, he just passed it off as one of the three women behind him. That is, until he heard Evadne whisper that someone was following them. His right hand strayed to one of his pistols, and he heard another rustle, this time a little bit closer.

Terry whirled around and pointed one of his P-19s at the bush where he heard the rustling. He addressed the others before making a move, though, as he wanted to prove that he actually could work well in a team.

"Well? Do you want to jump it before it can get to us? I've about had enough of this damn thing leading us around this entire frigging park."

[Frankie Guidicini]

Frankie's eyes narrowed and she hesitantly turned around. Damn, she wished they had nightvision instead of these ridiculous headlamps. Muscles tensed, Frankie heard Terry speak.

>>"Well? Do you want to jump it before it can get to us? I've about had enough of this damn thing leading us around this entire frigging park."<<

Frankie didn't have to bite back a biting remark because instead, the thing following them decided to lunge out of the bushes - Right onto Frankie. It certainly was no Jersey Devil but a huge, gigantic dog - A Lycan. Frankie fell to the ground and immediately plunged the thorns on the back of her hands into the sides of the werewolf. It howled and rolled off of her, instead deciding to go after Terry and Evadne.

OOC: That was one fractured post, apologies. >_< I forgot it was my turn.

[Evadne Taylor]

As soon as the Lycan jumped out and attacked Frankie, Evadne was pushing Theeson back out of the way with one hand not really wanting to deal with worrying about the girl being in the way. She might have had 'powers' but she was in Evadne's mind scrawny and she really shouldn't have been there with them.

No sooner had Evadne pushed Theeson out of the way and the Lycan was jumping at her, snarling and gnashing it's jaws as it tried to take a bit out of her. Spinning to the side, Evadne's gun was knocked out of her hand when the creature barreled right into her. Cursing under her breath, she reached on instinct and her fist flew out, connecting with the side of the creature's jaws. It howled in pain before snapping at her again.

"Stupid creature," She muttered under her breath as she jumped back, shooting the rest of the team a look. "Did anyone remember to bring the damn tranquilizer darts?!!" She yelled as the Lycan swiped at her, it's claws slicing neatly through her uniform.

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Even if she was an ill-tempered vampire, Terry had an inborn instinct to help a woman in trouble. Classic "damsel in distress" syndrome. Though Terry would rather stick his hand in a crocodile's mouth than dare call Evadne that. The Lycan jumped at Evadne, knocking away her gun, though she managed to get a punch or two in. The lycan then turned its eyes on Theeson. Terry didn't want to shoot for fear of hitting Evadne or Theeson, so he jammed his guns in their holsters and drove his shoulder into the thing, knocking it to the ground. Somehow the Lycan got ahold of his shoulder in its mouth, Terry grunted in pain as he swung his right arm around and slammed his fist into the thing's temple. To Terry's relief, it let go and ran back a ways, probably to catch its bearings a little.

"Damn things teeth are sharp..." Terry said as he looked at his shoulder, the bite marks were already healing, though he'd probably need stitches for the tear-marks, and there'd probably be scarring. Terry drew both of his guns again and waited for the thing to make the next move.

[Frankie Guidicini]

Frankie reached down to her BPRD belt and opened up a small pouch on the side. She pulled out two small tranquilizer darts, all that was left. "Here." She tossed one each to Terry and Evadne as the werewolf circled around them, foam and saliva dripping from its fangs. She was slightly worried about any damage that Terry had received, but the worry was pushed out of her mind when the werewolf leaped for Theeson.

"Oh no you don't!" No newbie was going to get lethally mauled on Frankie's watch. She grabbed Theeson by the back of her clothing and pulled her out of harm's way with her right arm while the thorn on the back of her left hand connected in a vicious slice to the Lycan's jaw. Scarlet blood stained the werewolf's fur and teeth, and some bone was exposed too. It groaned and fell to the ground. It began to shake off the pain in seconds. "Take it down while it's fazed!"

[Evadne Taylor]

Alright, so Evadne got that this thing was a Lycan and was acting like some wild crazy animal - she got that, she truly did. What she didn't get was why it had to go and ruin one of the few uniforms she had?! Surely the creature should have enough control to not shred someone's clothing to pieces!

She frowned, glancing down at her shirt, well what was left after being clawed by the beast. Luckily it hadn't really scratched her skin as she'd been jumping back when it had swung it's claws her way. Though she would be able to heal rather quickly from any sort of wound the creature might give her... Theeson though? Evadne wasn't quite sure exactly what the girl's powers were but she was pretty sure healing quickly was not one of them.

She snatched the dart up that Frankie tossed her way and quickly turned to face the creature again. It was pissed, that much was evident. It was getting it's ass handed to it by three people and Frankie had just about sliced it's jaw off. They had to act now before it actually hurt anyone seriously.

In one fluid movement, Evadne jumped forward and buried the tip of the dart deep in the Lycan's neck. It howled in pain and reached up with it's front legs, trying to claw at the dart. In Evadne's mind it was truly acting like a big baby; it couldn't have hurt worse than what Frankie had done to it! Springing over the beast, she turned her head and looked at Terry, "Now! While it's distracted by my dart!"

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Terry grabbed the dart Frankie threw at him, and got into position while Evadne jammed her dart into the Lycan's neck.

>>>"Now! While it's distracted by my dart!"<<<

Terry didn't bother with fancy jumps and acrobatic moves like Evadne, he just barreled up to the Lycan and smacked it in the neck with his dart. As it was already distracted by Evadne, it was quite disoriented by now. It was clawing at its neck again, this time trying to remove both darts. It almost had one out, so Terry kicked it in the head. That's for my shoulder.... Its jaw now looked to be broken in a place or two, and combined with the slash across the jaw and both darts in the Lycan's neck, it was proving to be too much for it to handle. It started to back up, trying to find a way out.

"Circle it! we really don't want this thing getting away!"

[Frankie Guidicini]

Frankie directed Theeson to her left with her hands and Frankie poised herself to the werewolf's front. Terry's instruction to circle it was a very good plan. The werewolf, bleeding and being dosed with a very strong sedative, was starting to weave. It was still looking for a way out. It drunkenly stumbled, looking at each of the four people as if contemplating barreling through them to make an escape. Finally, with a groan of pain, it collapsed.

"Well then..." Frankie slicked the blood off of her left hand and surveyed the heap of unconscious fur and teeth. "Maybe the next time Manning sends us out...he should inform us that there's more than ONE supernatural being in one area! Lord!" Frankie scowled. She looked at Terry. "Did you pick up any werewolf scent earlier? Maybe around the boat or just...anywhere?"

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>>>"Did you pick up any werewolf scent earlier? Maybe around the boat or just...anywhere?"<<<

Terry turned around to face Frankie, feeling the bite wound in his shoulder. It didn't feel too deep, it looked like the Lycan just grazed him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to move his arm around very well. That was good, at least.

"That thing" Terry spat the word out of his mouth like it tasted like refuse "wasn't a werewolf, it was a Lycan. Lost its mind, went feral, and couldn't change back into a human. Smells exactly like a normal wolf, and wolves are everywhere in the Pine Barrens, their scent is all over the place here."

He turned around to check on Theeson, in Terry's mind, chasing after an undisclosed beast was completely out-of-line for, what was she was in his mind, a little girl. Instead, he addressed Evadne, someone who (he felt) had gained his respect by being able to handle herself very well in a fight. "Are you two all right? I really don't know how Lycan bites can affect vampires, but they're really not good." He finished lamely.

[Evadne Taylor]

Evadne was only paying half attention to what Frankie and Terry were talking about, as she really didn't care why Terry hadn't been able to smell the stupid Lycan. In her mind, Terry should have known, but whatever - they'd gotten the job done and that was all that truly mattered... For the moment at least. Who knew? Once she really sat down and thought about it, maybe she'd get a little more pissed over the whole situation.

At the moment though, she was staring at the unconscious beast with a look of complete disgust. Who knew what kind of diseases the thing had? And it had swiped at her! Thinking of which, she looked down at her stomach as she fingered her shredded top. Her lips turned down into a frown when she lifted her hand up and saw it was covered with blood. Not a lot, and not even enough for her to worry, but it was enough to annoy her.

>> "Are you two all right? I really don't know how Lycan bites can affect vampires, but they're really not good." <<

Eyebrows furrowing, Evadne tore her gaze away from her hand and looked over at Terry. "I wasn't bitten," she informed him. "It swiped me and really it isn't anything that hasn't happened before. I'll be fine. Your concern for my welfare is really unwarranted."

[Frankie Guidicini]

Frankie's jaw was set in a thin line. "I think the rest of us are just fine, Agent Jones." She was annoyed with Evadne's ever-abrasive tone, and Frankie was already wishing that this mission was already over. "But this Lycan gives way to much worry. If there's Lycans and the Devil, we could be in for one rough night. And who knows? Perhaps it isn't even the Devil causing these things." She radioed some of the agents that were back at their little 'base camp' to come along and secure the Lycan. Frankie and the others didn't have the time or the materials. After that was done, she sighed. "Let's continue to the boat."

Frankie was right behind Terry as they continued their journey. After some time had passed, they slowly arrived at what was left of the boat. Using the damn headlight, Frankie did a quick scan to see if anything obvious could be revealed in the bushes. "Alright. Let's see what we can find."