rekindleme | (no subject)

Who: AU Terra, whoever bumps into him, and some NPCs
Where: District One streets
When: Late evening hours, Backdated to October 1st
Summary: A keyblade wielder patrols the housing district, looking for people he shouldn't be looking for
Warnings: Assassins may arrive? A keyderp being a keyderp?

[ Waiting a few days before going searching for the two escaped prisoners had its pros and cons. The time would let him gather some supplies and try to plan an escape route if things went badly.

On the other hand, a few extra days gave the two escapees time to move further towards that closed district. Ground covered by them was ground lost by him while he prepared.

Once night fell on the first of October, Terra decided he couldn't afford to wait any longer. Not only were the two making more progress, but the lack of contact on his own end was becoming more and more difficult to ignore.

Search, recover, extract. He just hoped that the two escapees wouldn't attack on sight. ]

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[As the drone approaches closer, it becomes more apparent that whoever these people are they are dressed like what one would consider SWAT team members. However instead of another one of their own giving orders, a man in a black suit and shades (who would be wearing shades at this hour?) seems to be monitoring a device of his own and communicating through vague gestures with his team.

From above, Bucky will be able to see a glimpse of a large reptilian tail as its owner ducks into an alleyway a block north of his location.]

[ Terra squints slightly at the display, then frowns. That... doesn't look promising. Too many of them are dressed like they're expecting a difficult fight...

With him in his current state of withdrawal sickness, he's not of much use. Until he's recovered enough to carry him own... ] Right... we should circle around, and try to remain undetected.

[With a trace of the assassins spotted--he remembers clearly that the two of them can take on reptilian forms--the soldier takes no time in deciding to follow, jumping onto the next roof in order to catch up.

He assumes that either what the drones have picked up are the two he's now pursuing, or that the other two will be able to take care of themselves should they have found anyone else. He's not risking losing this (literal) tail.]

We're not going towards them, they're coming towards us. We need to find their targets before they do so we can mislead them...

[She backs her drone out into the streets and hovers in an alleyway to determine where they're headed next, and looks up at the rooftops to find Bucky's heat signature...

...except it's not there.]

Drek, where'd James get to? I don't see him up there.