"Where...are you going?"
Behind Richard's back, the sleeping civilian had opened her eyes, which glowed like pink neon signs. With a brisk hop, she leapt off the bench and started approaching him, while stretching her arms.

Riley held his breath as he saw Elma wake up, "No Elma... No..." he whispered.

He took his eye from the scope, watching the two of them. Hopefully Elma was still in a daze and wouldn't reveal her status as a Completed.

He looked back into the scope, putting the reticle straight on the soldier's head piece...

Grant's frustration grew until he could no longer contain it. His power took full control, if only for a brief moment. The ground around Grant craterized as a massive force shoved down around him. Straining, the telekinetic regained dominance over his abilities. The masked man stood in the middle of the park, in the center of a crater, breathing heavily to himself.

"Fuck this." he muttered.

He began walking away, down a nearby street, paying no real attention to where he was going.

"Wooh!" Richard turned to see her jump up. "You okay? Shit nearly gave me a heart attack." He put away the flashbang and put his rifle down. "Madam you chose a bad time to go to sleep. There's some serious stuff going on down there." He jerked his thumb at the park and junkyard. "I advise you to make your way home or to a friend's. Keep clear of this area until the public announcement says it's all safe to come out. Now shoo shoo." He waved his hand. "I need to return to my post so hurry up and get your butt out of here." He stood there, his hands on his hips as he waited for her to begin walking away.

Lamia perked up. "Oh seems like the civilian woke up. Once she leaves Richard said he'll make his way back. That's good that she's safe." He smiled. The smoke has cleared by then so he was with Rook and Eve.

"I see...that was reckless of me," she said aimlessly, ignoring Richard's warnings and looking around the deserted district.
She searched her ear for her radio but found none.

"Who is your supervisor? I'd like to give you a commendation...although, I'll need to use your radio. Come here." she ordered.

"No, you don't get it! She's from Dominate! She attacked Me and... well, she actually didn't but..." It wasn't time or place for explanations. "I have to warn him!"

Evelyn glanced over her shoulder, to see Grant finally calming down, then ran in Richard's direction. Blood orbs that she had with her suddenly lost their form, and hit the ground with loud splat.

"Oy Eve hold up!" Lamia grabbed her arm, avoiding the cuts. "He's in soldier gear, you'll blow his cover more than you'll help him. Trust him he can get himself out of this, now hurry up and pick up your blood before you faint." He gestured to the puddles as he warned Richard. She's a big player Richard, a Completed, don't blow this and get yourself killed.

What the shit... Oh fuck what did I get involved with? "Um alright, here." He unclipped his radio and looked for a way out. "Ummm... Madam, did you perhaps check your chest pocket for your ear piece?" He tapped his chest to indicate where. Dear god let it be there. if it wasn't, he'd be forced to also take off his helmet so she could hear the response, and that would show his face which wasn't a good thing to show to a Dominate agent.

A solitary pink spark burst near Elma's head although she didn't visibly seem angry.
"What are you talking about...soldier? Our radios's aren't like yours. Ours are earpieces remember?" she said tapping her right ear, "Didn't they cover anything in your briefing?" she complained in annoyance.

She sighed and crossed her arms, "The Radio, your supervisor, and your name please. I don't have all day and I don't plan to ask again."

Riley saw the situation arising, and a sly smile started to play on his mouth, he cracked his jaw, and his red eye flashed to life. He scanned the soldier in the armor. Results coming up for the armor belonging to a Keith Rogers.

Although, the person inside the armor didn't match Keith's readings, rather they matched someone else's, someone Riley was supposed to kill. His grin grew wider as he waited for the masked man to take his helmet off...

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OOC: Don't worry, I won't metagame, if that's what you're worried about. I was specifically wondering how Ashley would be automatically out of vision but also still notice Alex clearly enough to throw a rock at it precisely regardless of invisibility based on sound? She is still standing right there in the park ya know. But I'm still a bit confused about the smoke. I remember Alex had put up an image of that around "itself", but you said it cleared away?

Also the way you re-edited the post made it seem like there was no clear difference between "dodge" and "miss". Wouldn't that just be an auto-hit? (Being invisible doesn't help you dodge m8, it just makes it easier for shooter to miss.)

OOC: I assume he headed OUT of the smoke toward the junkyard, whereas Ashley had repositioned herself to a place with a good view of the surrounding, allowing her to see the situation.

Well fuck... He was dancing with death here, but he needed to avoid taking his helmet off. He decided to grasp at straws. "Well madam, if I may be so bold, we were also told not to sleep on the job. So perhaps in your attempts to get comfortable, you took your ear radio out and stored it away." He silently gulped, she was totally going to kill him. Insubordination was going to get him killed, how ironic. Oh well, he couldn't remember the name of the man whose suit he had stolen or the name of a supervisor besides the one he killed. "My name is..." Wait wasn't his name stitched on his uniform... Richard combed through his memory and bingo, Lamia as had seen the name, Keith Rogers. Queer bastard was checking out his body. Necrophiliac... Disgusting...

Don't judge. Lamia huffed indignantly. I may have just saved your life.

Richard sighed, Lamia wasn't wrong. "My name is Keith Rogers and my supervisor is..." Who court marshalled me... That ass... McCowl, oh why not. "Marshal McCowl."

Elma chuckled although in a burst of lightning her sword appeared in her hands. She was smiling.

"You're quite the comedian. Mr. Rogers...But since your so adamantly against giving me your radio..."

She briskly approached him.

"You will have to take me to your Unit. Oh and before, you make another excuse, know this. Killing innocents like you, I find quite displeasant. However, annoying subordinates cause me even more...displeasure. Besides, Dominate wouldn't care if I turned you into puree..."

She smiled heartily once more, grabbing the soldier's arm with her free one, "Now then, shall we go?"

Well I'm screwed. "Umm... Madam... My Unit was eradicated by the Failed." Well he wasn't lying... Everyone did die. "I was saved from the grenade blast by the body of my allies. So I decided to retreat but I saw you sleeping so I decided to might as well carry you back to safety before I returned back to their corpses to collect their dog tags at least. Not a sight for you to waltz to." He gulped, her sword looked really sharp, and it coming out of nowhere wasn't a good sign. "I'm sorry for offending you by making what seems like an excuse, but if you would like, we can go to the scene." He began walking to the apartment complex. Hopefully Eric saw the situation and backed the fuck up... Or they would run into him and that would get really bad, but give him an option to hopefully shoot the lady in the back. He wondered if he had rigged a booby trap on a corpse for people when they found it but he was in too much of a hurry and didn't. Shit... Least I got you two as backup. Hey Rook Lamia, I'm going to need you two to make a scene as soon as we enter the building.

Rook chuckled, We got grenades, we'll make the best scene we can.

He looked over to Lamia and beckoned with his head who responded with a nod. Lamia turned to Eve. "Okay Eve we have a big problem and you have to not get involved. We're going to do something really stupid and dangerous. Meanwhile go find Dante or Grant or something alright?" With that said the duo walked to the edge of the junkyard and posted up against cover, getting ready for the signal.

Elma stopped walking and let go of the soldier's arm.
"Is that right..."

In one quick swipe, her sword flashing as it caught the light, she severed the man's hand.

"I don't like it when people lie to me."

What the? Oh fuck I should react. Richard grabbed at the stump and gasped in pain, letting the blood run freely. "Oh god! I'm not lying ma'am i promise! The first complex! Their bodies are in the first building. Oh fucking shit!" He patted desperately at his pockets and pulled out a spool of gauze, quickly wrapping the stump up, the white bandage quickly staining red. "If you don't believe me then just follow me. Fuck..." He muttered and stood there, waiting to see if she was going to keep on chopping or if she was going to let him carry on.