"Hey Metro, have a drink.." | SIMRP: Open

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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“I’m requesting a stand down,” my voice speaks over the comm line, “Operation, I would advise to use this time to surround the target to reduce his option of flight. Gamma squad will attempt a live capture as the target may have information pertaining to the Headquarters attack.” The response comes in from Operations, “Sergeant Asei, you have the green light to attempt a live capture on target alpha. Teams will be in place to back you up. You have five minutes to negotiate his surrender before the target is neutralized.” I lower my hand from my ear and look up giving a soft sigh. Given the current direction of my team, I found it would be a shame to slay this demon without attempting to gain intel from it. The demon had fallen in the proximity estimated by HQ and I just happened to be in the area to check on my squadron during their morning patrols. I was in my normal daytime attire of black slacks, boots, belt, undershirt and collared shirt with the top two buttons casually undone with my various ‘tools’ holstered on my belt. The Division 12 crest with the sergeant rank would be on my belt just to the right of the center. Having pulled Tapp and Ingel with me, we would be on the scene as the demon manifested his balls; probably for something destructive. Luckily, the demon held his balls. I make my way towards him with team member or members in tow as I look at the mess created from people responding to someone falling out of the sky, onto a truck, and then dashing away.

“We have multiple shots,” I am informed in my earpiece as I approach the Lightning demon. I advise Ingel to look alive. My steps come to a pause within a few yards of the demon, if permitted, and in speaking up, I comment, “stand down and come with us.” I didn’t want to be vague or have any misunderstandings with what I was trying to convey.

Current: 341
Total: 341

When Jyn had shown up, I first expected him to join the team but he quickly approached me and informed me that he needed me for something and I was more then glad to go along with him to help with what ever it is that he needs me for. Though when Jyn came and got me I didn't know what was going on, after getting into his car and heading on our way he informed me of what was going on with the demon in the Metro and that we needed it taken alive. Having no problem with what Jyn had to say I went along with the plan, it may lead us to more information, or at least getting demons of the streets. After arriving on the scene, I move out with Jyn and Tapp, following close to Jyn as we moved towards the target. When Jyn informs me to 'look alive' I give him a faint nod as I lock my gaze on the demon we are after, raising my pistol up and taking aim at the demon. When Jyn comes to a stop, I stop next to him and keep my gaze locked on the demon and remain silent, letting Jyn do the talking.

Post WC: 208

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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Clarification of the atmosphere: Within the portion of East City that Jyn and the Thunder Kitty would be in, the latter’s electrically charged particles would cover an area of about 80 feet in radius given the technique did not or does not fail. Noting the fact that the average city block spans between 80 and 100 yards, it is understandable that the electrically charged particles would cover almost or at least 1/3 the city block.

With the day’s events, the Division’s activity in this portion of East City and the City Metro increases dramatically. Given the fact that there were several agents now in this area and that individual agents wore equipment that allowed them to track demons and drove vans with Spirit based radar in it, the few “innocent” demons who normally were able to come into East City, posed as humans, would be picked up discretely with tactical precision and “arrested” or disposed of. Stated bluntly, being in spirit form in and around this area did not mean you would not be noticed. Walking around with a sword in a transformed state didn’t help evasiveness either. After several moment of having lost target B, he is detected and a visual is gained with the location reported back to Operations. Another target worth mentioning is detected as well.

My visage remains emotionless as I continue to look at the demon before. I give an internal sigh at the fact that he thought he actually had options in this given situation. Standing among the glittering particles of light, I could assume it was some type of attack that the demon was holding. The fact that he did not perform the attack right away meant that he did not want to randomly attack without reason. He probably had some type of motive, but that was the furthest thing from my cares. I knew the demon couldn’t be feeling well with a sniper bullet to his arm. In my thoughts, something like that would have taken down a large man, but these demons were something else. With the mindset that all demons, especially ones who threaten civilians, were the enemy, I give my response. “Terrorists forgo their rights. In exchange for your life, you will be secured and escorted to a Division 12 holding facility where you will divulge any information you have on the previous attack on the City Metro.” Around this time, a van stops within proximity of my two men and me. The side door slides open and three agents in tactical attire exit sticking close to the van and lifting their weapons to stand by. There is no pause in my speaking as I continue, “Operations is allowing me to take you into custody for this reason. Trust that time is not a luxury either you or I have. It would be best if you did not resist. Stand still and you will not be harmed as I have my men secure you.”

Current: 495
Total: 836

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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With his sudden increase in speed, Operations momentarily loses their visual on Target B. They report his general direction and last known location. In this environment, the same hindrances of the terrain would apply all around, making the tracking of Target B a fun ordeal through the buildings of various shapes and the activity of the city life. Operations would assume that Target A and B were somehow connected since they seemed to verbally communicate to one another at the barrier, but they would also assume that because they verbally communicated, the chances were low that they could non-verbally communicate. Furthermore unless the two had a method of communicating to one another at a distance, then it’s projected that the two targets might not be able to reunite right away, or at least within the five minute window given to clean up Target A. This is based on the implication where Operations felt that both Targets were focused on falling after being shot, having to ensue all the down, up, down, up, left, right, left, right, a, b, select, start, of the falling from a quarter mile and focusing on buildings where snipers could have been or may be housed. Operations did not discount the fact that even though they both fell some distance from one another, that they couldn’t possibly reunite and become a larger threat. It may be true that on entering the same city block of Target A, the sparkles of light could possible be seen in the daylight. If visible from a distance, they would be hovering amongst some of the smaller city buildings. Needless to say the Division would be busy on covering all bases.

Passing through an area of East city, a field agent picks up Target B’s presence via SpirVision. It beeps like a cop catching a speeder, but passes much faster. The report is given that Target B was sighted but reported to be moving like a bullet through that area of East City. Another blip on the radar picks up as a Target C is discovered moving much slower behind Target B. It is reported that the demons could possibly be growing in numbers and it was assumed that Target C was a threat as well, being a spirit following a spirit.

I noticed the gaze of the demon shift past me to my men as they came in and set up near the van. The demon remained hesitant to use his technique but seemed more than willing to speak more. My secondary strategy heavily banked on a lengthy response from him if he chose to refuse to lower his guard willingly. I find his words a bit of a contradiction. He states that he had not attacked ‘my people’ so far, but my people were humans. He performed an attack on the city in the middle of the day, which was full of people. Had the barrier not been set in place, then innocent people would have died. I couldn’t be lead to believe that the demon was fully aware that there was a barrier around the city and that if he performed an attack, it wouldn’t go through the barrier and hurt innocent bystanders. I felt that either this demon was really dumb or really smart. Giving it the benefit of the latter, I assume he’s intelligent enough to change his tune given the fact that he was surrounded. It was also a possibility that the lights covering this third of a block were all show and he didn’t actually have anything to attack with. There did not seem to be any other rational motives to me to why he would prefer to speak rather than attack when this entire event was raised because of a senseless attack. It was common knowledge to me that coming in peace did not involve an offense; in fact it did the opposite. I wondered if he thought if his actions would seem like water under the bridge given the fact that his initial attack failed and he was heavily wounded. Of course, I was no mind reader, so I would not be able to readily tell his intentions, or whether his words were truth or lies; I just the short pattern of history to go by.

After his words, I get the signal into my earpiece from one of the men by the van who advises that “we’re set in 3… 2… 1… online.” With that, I did not think there needed to be any more words for a demon that thought he could call the shots with the Division. We would take him in, reviving him if we had to. Maybe he would notice the movement of the balls or maybe he wouldn’t. I hated for it to come to this, as this was the messier option of the two, but this one seemed to dense for the amount of time I had to spend with him and was furthermore unversed to the world he had come into. I give the order “fire” to the two at my side for them to quickly render the demon harmless with their pow pows.

Current: 860
Total: 1,696

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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The blast of electricity would be significant and would cause much damage to most of the third of the block it encompassed. Luckily by this point, the chance for people to stand inside of sparkling electricity while police held a man at gun point decreased with the higher brained human knowing enough to at least stay back from the electric haze allowing Darwinism to show its colors. Of course, there would be casualties as no normal human would be able to survive a destructive level attack. Car alarms would be going off for the remainder of the block and the shock wave of the blast would have affected those just outside the range of the blast. In panicking manner, people who could do so, fled from the area in attempts to get away from ground zero. Traffic would be piled up just outside the radius of the affected areas with people having to resort to leaving their cars in fear of the unknown. The general thought process was clear; something unknown causes a big disturbance, let’s run from it. Of course there are the few people who would go in to investigate the issue, but once again, Darwinism would be in effect.

I had miscalculated at least two things in my zeal of attempting to capture and subdue Target A. I had assumed that he may be bluffing and I also had assumed that shooting him would interrupt his attack. It was evident that was not the case. Data is calculated increasing the categorical danger level of Target A. Luckily I had time to get my chess pieces in order before the blast. True to the words in my earpiece, we were set. The time it took the SpiritNet barrier to push out from the van couldn’t have been more perfect. It covered the position of Ingel and my two teammates as the order to fire was given, thus the previous mention of balls moving. Yet, a third assumption was shattered as I found out that I wasn’t as prepared as I thought I was. Where I had expected to be to be protected fully by the van’s local area barrier, the barrier failed, a testament to this creatures power, upon the destructive level of the attack. Of course, even if I though the barrier would hold, I wasn’t cucumber enough to remain cool and not attempting to guard, at least from a huge burst of light of the attack, just before the barrier failed. Indeed the attack compromised the barrier and the remaining force struck my body, thus placing me on my back with the wind knocked out of me accompanied by a harsh ringing in my ears. Looking up, I notice one of the members from the van saying something that would be along the lines of, “Sergeant, you should really wear your pendant when you’re outside. Are you okay?” I see his lips moving, but it takes a while for me to hear him and assure that I was fine. A hand comes down to help me. Reaching up, one of the men pulls me up and dusts off my back grinning, “you call the close ones, Sarg. Operations is a hornet’s nest now.” There is chatter in the background among the other men there that the local area SpiritNet was compromised for a matter of moments, but since the Van itself was armored, there was no damage to the core system to stop it from rebooting itself.

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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Operations would be busy attempting to contact us, though they would have a clear visual of our area given their various vantage points in the initial stage of backing me up, so of course this area would have extra special attention paid to it now. I knew already that Operations would be pissed at the amount of city and civilian damage that had ensued. The orders from Operations would be crystal clear permitting no more talking and to take down mobile targets on sight. I confirm in my mind that I was right about the demons all along and that there was no way this one was here for peace of any kind. He was far from a martyr in my book. The buildings would be able to repair themselves over time, but the lives lost would not be able to be replaced. As I get up, I look around at the destruction caused by the demon and notice that was his last attack, as he lay motionless at a distance.

There is a small beep beep beep from the van and a quick yell of "incoming" which is about all that could be said with the speed of approach at whatever was already there by the time the words came out. Neither I, nor any of the men of the van would react quickly enough to see Target B land in our vacinity before he stopped and landed. Since the destruction of the lightning attack, attention would still be on the area we were in. When the demon lands, a keen sniper sees something simply "appear" there. With the orders given to shot on sight, his finger pulls upon his trigger just as the demon raises his fist and flames spread out from him out to the surrounding areas. The bullet would be en route to the demon's chest, but after the shot is fired, the visual of the demon would be loss in the growing dark flames that would spread through the streets of the area, funneling through the alleyways and open paths in an blocks radius. Those who decided to stay and watch the Division at work find themselves an early grave as the fire makes its initial rush through the area. Those who had not fled fast enough were overcome by the flames and normal humans would be burned asunder.

Current: 975
Total: 2,671

RP| Hey Metro, have a drink.

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As I feel the searing heat surrounding our radius, my mind recalls the moments just when the demon landed in our midst. There was something that told me that something dangerous was going to happen. My ability to sense demonic auras had led my eyes to witness the stricken pose and the current flames that ensued around our location. The flames had a lingering effect different than the lightning attack. Through guarding myself from the lapping flames that had compromised our portal, I am able to feel an almost instantaneous departure of the demon that seemed to move skywards. By the time I would be able to look up to where he was, he would assumedly be long gone, at least for that moment.

The magical flames seem to fade with the departure of the fire demon, the visual of Target B had been lost that quickly and Target C seemed no longer to be a threat or in the area. Naturally fires lingered inside cars, on street carts, inside buildings, etc. The current ground zero of the capture operation was in shambles from two Destructive Class attacks. A bit more advanced than the archaic notion of disaster response vehicles, the city’s fire prevention measures initiate inside and around most buildings in the form of foam spray and the building’s self repair technology would retard further flames from spreading. Operations continues to be both vigilant and frantic about the pursuit of Target B, thus the search would continue. I would report that I had a strong feeling that Target B had taken to the skies. The ground unit is advised to secure Target A and to take defensive measures as Target B might be returning for another attempt at rescue. There comes a warning that the van had been stressed from the attack, but assistance was on the way. It would be a while before the area could possibly be cleared for the city’s emergency crews to perform any type of clean up, as the situation was still deemed hostile. Frustrated, annoyed, and hurting all over, I am able to brush myself off and stand on my own strength and order the securing of the now crispy Target A. Three men rush the corpse, not taking any chances. It is shackled in various manners and carried to the van, where the door would close after it’s securing. If there were nothing else nor any interruptions, the scene at this point would fade.

Current: 412
Total: 3,083