The sea was turbulent deep in the night, no calmness under a stormy surface even in the depths where he usually hunted. Couldn't even be sure if it had been some mistake of his or if it had truly just been poor lucky despite how long the area had been his. Felt as if he'd known every currant, but even he'd felt something was wrong when he'd gone out to hunt, caught up in some freak accident that sent him spiraling; blood trailing in the water.
Hell, even he wouldn't remember exactly what happened, a blow enough to knock him out and leave him to the mercy of the ocean itself.
Blood stained the sand as the tide left him on some beach, a cove of sorts, tangled in a mess of seaweed and what was left of some thick roped net. Skin and scale both ripped through, deep gashes along his form, hair matted to part of his forehead both from drying seawater and the amount of blood from where skin had split from the hit taken hard enough to render him unconscious still. Dumped by the sea like some lifeless animal carcass that had been too buoyant to sink and instead been caught on tide then waves to end up there.
Well, apparently SEP had been hell on their bodies in more than the expected ways; strength and senses were what was being shot for after all. Bulked some up more than they had been and well.
Gabriel had flourished, had been doing so in the army as well, but this place had put more muscle weight, honed what he already had. Shot straight to the top, more so amongst his peers out of those that had survived or didn't have to drop out. Lost a few roommates here and there. At least the latest one had stuck better, and he actually got along with Morrison. Good sense of humor and actually seemed to get his own without issue. Made that easier.
He'd gone back to their room early, sent by one of the nurses after the latest bit of testing when something suddenly hit him. Along with a box of 'supplies' after he was sent back to just deal with it. A damn surprise because this wasn't supposed to happen for- "Fuck." His skin was already covered in a sheen of sweat, bed covers kicked aside, panting heavily. Had hit hit far quicker than ever before, had barely been able to make it back to the room at all and could only hope he'd gotten there quick enough that no one had caught any clue of it.
Last thing that Reyes needed was this getting passed around like some bathroom gossip.
Didn't help that there'd been absolutely no time to warn Morrison, and he damn well doubted that any of the scientists, doctors, or nurses would be nice enough to give him a heads up either. Of course those worries had faded rather quickly from mind as other needs replaced them, the lid of that box cast aside and fumbling for anything that felt enough in his hand.
It was a simple but effective warning shot, grazing pain and heat along his ribs on the left side of his body. It cut through his leather body armour, and if it had been poisoned, he would be dead within minutes to hours. That wasn't the thought that stopped him from returning fire though.
No, there wasn't supposed to be a weapon to the creature he was tracking. Brain addled werewolves were rabid beasts, thrown into their most basic animal instincts so they only bothered themselves with the natural weapons of their own bodies. He had heard rumour that the werewolf had moved deeper into the abandoned mine system, using it as a way to access multiple villages through swift travel. The savagery of its attacks were why he was called in, since he operated better than any other hunter in the dark. Hunt and kill the werewolf who had lost itself to a brain disease.
There was another rumor though, a low whisper in the sludgy underbelly of the hunter circles. There was something else in the mines, and it was far more cunning and dangerous. Only a few men looking for coal to warm their houses had seen shadows of it, heard the low hiss of snakes and the whisper of footfalls. There was no solid sighting when he had entered to be more than just cautious, but he had had clearly found the whisper of the night.
He'd taken a very well places crossbow bolt to the side. A warning. A threat.
Jack figured he was supposed to be concerned, but he was instead just mildly annoyed as he held a hand to the wound. In the pitch darkness of the mine shaft, he could magically sense the outline of the creature who had wounded him. A big broad male, hood obscuring features and well armed for a fight if it came to one. There were inhuman soft noises to allow him to narrow down the list of creatures this could be. After all, neither of them had a light source and dark vision wasn't that common in the supernatural creature races.
His black and blue leathers usually protected him, and his hood was down since there was no reason to focus his magic forwards only. He needed surround senses for a mission like this. His eyes, part of his nose and some of his forehead was obscured with a blue cloth that was tied around his head, the blindfold more to stop human questions. It also made monsters wary of just jumping in what with the blood that occasionally escaped from the old scars that tracked jagged lines across his face, peeking out on either side of his blindfold.
Like the other unknown entity in his path, he was armed to the teeth. It wasn't the only arsenal that he had, since Jack was also gifted with magic in his blood. It was magic that allowed him to 'see', and he had learned to use it to round out his disabilities. Lack of real sight had stopped bothering him years ago.
"You're not who I've been paid to hunt." He tilted his head a little. "Nor are you another hunter." He didn't sense a hunter's guild medallion, one that announced the life and death of one of the guild. No, this was the other rumor. "You're not a run of the mill scavenger in the dark... who are you?"
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Hell, even he wouldn't remember exactly what happened, a blow enough to knock him out and leave him to the mercy of the ocean itself.
Blood stained the sand as the tide left him on some beach, a cove of sorts, tangled in a mess of seaweed and what was left of some thick roped net. Skin and scale both ripped through, deep gashes along his form, hair matted to part of his forehead both from drying seawater and the amount of blood from where skin had split from the hit taken hard enough to render him unconscious still. Dumped by the sea like some lifeless animal carcass that had been too buoyant to sink and instead been caught on tide then waves to end up there.
Unmoving.
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Gabriel had flourished, had been doing so in the army as well, but this place had put more muscle weight, honed what he already had. Shot straight to the top, more so amongst his peers out of those that had survived or didn't have to drop out. Lost a few roommates here and there. At least the latest one had stuck better, and he actually got along with Morrison. Good sense of humor and actually seemed to get his own without issue. Made that easier.
He'd gone back to their room early, sent by one of the nurses after the latest bit of testing when something suddenly hit him. Along with a box of 'supplies' after he was sent back to just deal with it. A damn surprise because this wasn't supposed to happen for- "Fuck." His skin was already covered in a sheen of sweat, bed covers kicked aside, panting heavily. Had hit hit far quicker than ever before, had barely been able to make it back to the room at all and could only hope he'd gotten there quick enough that no one had caught any clue of it.
Last thing that Reyes needed was this getting passed around like some bathroom gossip.
Didn't help that there'd been absolutely no time to warn Morrison, and he damn well doubted that any of the scientists, doctors, or nurses would be nice enough to give him a heads up either. Of course those worries had faded rather quickly from mind as other needs replaced them, the lid of that box cast aside and fumbling for anything that felt enough in his hand.
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No, there wasn't supposed to be a weapon to the creature he was tracking. Brain addled werewolves were rabid beasts, thrown into their most basic animal instincts so they only bothered themselves with the natural weapons of their own bodies. He had heard rumour that the werewolf had moved deeper into the abandoned mine system, using it as a way to access multiple villages through swift travel. The savagery of its attacks were why he was called in, since he operated better than any other hunter in the dark. Hunt and kill the werewolf who had lost itself to a brain disease.
There was another rumor though, a low whisper in the sludgy underbelly of the hunter circles. There was something else in the mines, and it was far more cunning and dangerous. Only a few men looking for coal to warm their houses had seen shadows of it, heard the low hiss of snakes and the whisper of footfalls. There was no solid sighting when he had entered to be more than just cautious, but he had had clearly found the whisper of the night.
He'd taken a very well places crossbow bolt to the side. A warning. A threat.
Jack figured he was supposed to be concerned, but he was instead just mildly annoyed as he held a hand to the wound. In the pitch darkness of the mine shaft, he could magically sense the outline of the creature who had wounded him. A big broad male, hood obscuring features and well armed for a fight if it came to one. There were inhuman soft noises to allow him to narrow down the list of creatures this could be. After all, neither of them had a light source and dark vision wasn't that common in the supernatural creature races.
His black and blue leathers usually protected him, and his hood was down since there was no reason to focus his magic forwards only. He needed surround senses for a mission like this. His eyes, part of his nose and some of his forehead was obscured with a blue cloth that was tied around his head, the blindfold more to stop human questions. It also made monsters wary of just jumping in what with the blood that occasionally escaped from the old scars that tracked jagged lines across his face, peeking out on either side of his blindfold.
Like the other unknown entity in his path, he was armed to the teeth. It wasn't the only arsenal that he had, since Jack was also gifted with magic in his blood. It was magic that allowed him to 'see', and he had learned to use it to round out his disabilities. Lack of real sight had stopped bothering him years ago.
"You're not who I've been paid to hunt." He tilted his head a little. "Nor are you another hunter." He didn't sense a hunter's guild medallion, one that announced the life and death of one of the guild. No, this was the other rumor. "You're not a run of the mill scavenger in the dark... who are you?"
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