// Nowhere to Run //

"Okay." Noel said before quickly reaching into the pile and grabbing a bag of chips and a bottle of water. She then opened the bag as she sat on the ground between Ferith and Axel. Between bites of food she asked, "So where are we going next?"

The group had been staying in this same location from a little over two days and she was curious as to where they would be headed to next. Hopefully it wouldn't be to close to one of the major cities since she didn't really want to deal with the sickness the pollution in the air caused her to suffer.

 
Rhiannon picked up a package of twinkies and sat down next to Noel.

"Well, personally I think we should head south. It'll be warmer down there and there is more forested area. I'm not sure that staying near any of the cities would be a good idea."

She opened the wraper and took out a small bite chewing thoughtfully as she looked around the group.
 
Axel breathed in and puffed out a few clouds of smoke. Nicotine was flavored these days and he hadn't realized that grapefruit was so delicious. He had put himself in this bubble of contentment that no one could destroy. He had his smokes and he had his liquor. He had back up food.

For now.

He pushed the cancer stick to the right side of his mouth and took a swig of the whiskey he nabbed while the others attacked the food. He could always eat later. Heat was what he needed if they were going to make another long trip. It sucked not having a place they could call sanctuary. Living as a thief for hire on the wrong side of the law wasn't all that different from this, but at least he could have meshed into society without having to worry so much. All he had to look over his shoulder for were the police and random hit men out to collect the bounty on his head. Now he had even government officials and the army on his ass. Life sucked. He missed his brother, too. Well, the guy wasn't a blood brother but a brother to him nonetheless. He felt guilt at the back of his gut for the longest, knowing Jace would have been out of his mind with worry. The man may have been stoic and standoffish but he was a kind soul.

A right bastard.

Axel chuckled softly to himself at the memory. The last time they were supposed to meet was before a big job. A job to handle for one of the higher ups in the underworld. Axel never made it, having been nabbed right off the streets in broad daylight. Who stole in the middle of the day, much less kidnapped? The thought made him sneer at the air and roll his eyes at the stupidity. Even if the idea worked out in the end. He was a half octopus with a reptilian complex and poster man for what not to do to make oneself feel better -- or alive at least.

He wondered what Jace was up to these days. He hadn't been able to catch up with the news and he couldn't afford to get in touch with any of his former contacts.

Axel absently noted the presence of someone coming to plop down between him and Ferith. He listened with half an ear to what went on.

"Okay," came Noel's voice. The tyke was alright for a kid. "So where are we going next?"

He saw Rhiannon take a seat next to Noel, effectively taking up all the available space left between the four. He heard a package rustle and the scent of Twinkies hit his nose. The appendage wrinkled reflexively. Oh how he hated Twinkies. He couldn't stand them and wouldn't eat one to save his own life -- for the most part.

"Well," Rhiannon answered. "Personally I think we should head south. It'll be warmer down there and there are more forested areas. I'm not sure that staying near any of the cities would be a good idea."

There was a valid point.

Head south, huh? Maybe he'd run across Jace whenever they ran low on supplies. Probably sneak into where the guy stays and snag a well deserved shower and a bath that would last twice as long... Axel's hair weaved itself back into a braid and it draped itself over his shoulder so he could look at it in the cigarette light. He chuckled mirthlessly. He did say he wanted to grow his hair. Here it was. All grown...and alive at that. The end snaked almost hypnotically in the air, its reddened ends swaying back and forth.

Axel yawned.

"South sounds pretty good," he said nearing the end of the yawn. Axel shifted so he could he could lay on his back next to the other three, grunting in relief. He could almost imagine the rock and rapidly chilling dirt as some horrible motel bed he'd give his only barely cirrhosis-plagued liver for -- alcohol did nearly nothing to him. The dark haired half octopus folded his arms behind his head, the half empty bottle's neck titled carelessly in his grip. He relaxed a bit and huffed out another wisp of cancer's breath. The cigarette was nearly done. He'd have to reach for another one later.

"Hopefully there's be some lake nearby or something. Hell, maybe even a pond," he groused. He knew it was his inner octopus talking. He could do without a swim personally but every once in a while he'd need to go swimming. He was conditioned to do it back in the labs. Damn scientists. He punctuated his annoyance with a swig from the bottle that drained the glass completely. He heaved a sigh and used his hair to grope for another cigarette. If it was one thing he even liked his new ability for is so he can be extra lazy whenever he felt like it. Jace used to hound him about being lazy but Axel pulled his weight when push came to shove so it wasn't much of a big deal.

Axel yawned, before popping his second smoke into his mouth and lighting it, taking a drag. "I take we're heading out come dawn, then."
 
Rhiannon listened to the flow of conversation and looked over at Axel as he spoke. She nodded quietly and lay back on the ground. "Dawn sounds perfectly fine to me. Is that good with everyone else?"
 
"Sounds good to me." Noel said with a grin on her face. The young hybrid was happy that she would still be able to stay in the woods a little longer. To her, the woods felt like home and whenever she was anywhere else she felt out of place.

Putting the bag of chips on the ground, she stretched her arms above her head and yawned loudly. She then fell back onto the grass, put her hands under her head, and closed her eyes. "I'm gonna go back to sleep," she said tiredly, "Good night." Within moments she was fast asleep.
 
"Two-seventy," the waitress said.
Alin paid and thanked her, leaving the tip beside his empty mug, and left the cafe.
The air outside was cold and bit at his hands and cheeks. He pulled his coat tighter around himself and reached into one of its many pockets for his map. On his map he had marked spots he had visited where he had thought the hybrids might be and where there had been reports of suspected sightings. He doubted they had been seen but it you could never be too careful, as his sister had told him over and over.
He studied the map, noting that he had come from the north and it would probably be best to keep going that way.
"South it is then," he muttered to himself, folding the map and putting it carefully back in his pocket.
He started to walk down the street towards his car, lighting a cigarette as he did so. He only took a few quick puffs before he put it out, like he always did.
His car waited for him where he had left it and and as he got in he patted the steering wheel. So far, this car hadn't let him down despite how roughly he usually treated his cars and sure enough when he put the key in the ignition it purred to life.
"They better be heading damn south," he suddenly said, "I'm fed up with this searching and nagging from my sister. My feet need a rest."
The rest of the journey was spent in silence broken only by his occassional humming along to the songs on the stereo.
 
Rhiannon finished her cigarette and her food and moved closer to the group. It always made her feel safer if everyone was there. She lay down so that she was touching someone on all sides. If she could feel them, then they were safe and she would know if any of them moved or if anything moved around them. A small smile crossed her face as she thought of the south and the warmth. It must be because of the tiger in her, the warm jungle-like temperature of the south comforted her almost as much as the closeness of her friends did.
 
Ferith listened to what the group had to say about where they should head next, nodding in agreement to the decision. "Yes, I think south would be best, but it might be more dangerous down there." she added, "There's more and more people, and less forests and hiding places. But I suppose we could attempt to hide in plain sight..." she trailed off, losing herself in her thoughts for a moment, "...but that should be last resort." she added nodding to herself as she took another bite of her chips.

She didn't really like the idea of highly populated areas, but they didn't really have a choice at this point in time so she would have to put up with it. Her ears twitched to the sounds of the early morning. It was still dark, so they had at least another hour until the sun would peek over the horizon, which gave them a little more time to rest. She blinked, closing her eyes for a moment to catch herself up on some rest. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day and she'd have to keep her senses up, which wasn't too hard of a thing to do, so there were a few upsides in being a hybrid.
 
Axel listened as everyone settled in to rest, puffing out another ring of smoke. He let his eyes close, not fully intending to go to sleep, ears peeled as his hair unraveled to fall against the others. The morning was going to be an eventful one. The part octopus lounged lazily, puffing away the wee hours of the morning.


Jace cursed silently as he pricked his finger with the needle he held in his hand. He was trying to mend one of the old pairs of finger-less gloves he owned. Well, his friend had owned them. It was the last thing of Axel's that he had left. The idiot had left it lying around before going on that solo job he never came back from.

The dark haired Asian-looking man brought his injured thumb to his mouth to ease the tiny pain a bit before looking at the alarm clock at the bedside. It was two in the morning. It had taken almost three hours to get the thing fixed to the way it used to be. Being a thief and a fraud had its pros, but it also had its time-consuming cons. The man was like a brother to him, and it worried Jace half to death when the other didn't return. He filed missing person's report and even went looking himself. He had tuned up empty handed. It was just...unheard of. How could the man simply disappear? Mind, Axel was god at erasing his own tracks, but why would he... he was more loyal -- better than that. It was just only possible that something had happened to the idiot. Hopefully it wasn't so.

Jace opened the top drawer of the night stand and placed the tattered glove into its wooden confines with a sigh. He had to get up early tomorrow and look for a job. Funds were going to start running low eventually and it was best not to get complacent.

With that thought in mind, he turned off the lamp and crawled under the thin covers. Tomorrow, he thought, had better be good.





[here's Jace. So now things seem to go in a positive direction, right?]
 
WAITING WAITING WAITING~

didn't realize caps were on. but i refuse to change it.

WAITING~
 
mmhmm. so~ who's gonna take the second operative?