Post by Natasha Walker on Nov 25, 2017 1:13:49 GMT
No flashy car or roaring Engine, no loud music or freedom, just silence as eyes watch a street, a local gym for signs of familiar faces finger tapping on the wheel as she did the part of the hunt she hated most really.
The waiting, that endless s stretch of silence before to camera even as she let her thoughts drift away nose wrinkling she breathes a long sigh.
“Max?”
She didn’t respond at first even as she was s then shook out of her thoughts by a hand on her shoulder.
It was Brooklyn and Dean, Brooklyn’s hand on her shoulder as she breathed a breath and shook her head.
“Sorry, I was ….Lost”
Brooklyn looked to Dean, and then Max looked back and there she was too, Rowan, all of them looking at her and she frowned a bit then smiled.
“I’m not used to company on these drives, last drive I did was with the Thralls for Astrid, I wasn’t really expecting you all to…”
Max’s eyes locked on somebody as they started to walk past the van from behind blonde hair and shaves up cut along with tattoos, it was her alright Max’s words trailed off as her face became a grin.
“...Tag…along.”
Dean scooted forwards with a smile on his face and looked at Max with a kiss on her cheek even as Brooklyn offered up with somewhat querying tone.
“So, what now?”
It was Rowan who answered them all.
“We do what we do best, we hunt.”
Ciara was looking at her phone texting Viv when Max opened the door smoothly as she drove along, humming to herself as heads reached out, pulled Ciara in held her down, bog on head and phone pulled away, done casually enough nobody would even notice she was there, it was a quiet night no CCTV camera, shitty light placement it was if the stars aligned to make this work zip tines and a few movement’s and Ciara wasn’t even sure who it was had held her right now, Brooklyn picked up the phone with gloved hands and made a small face.
“These two are made for each other.”
Max chuckled and kept it simple.
“Get Vivienne’s number from her contacts list and add it to the burner phone and put the earphones on… don’t want her listening to anything.”
The last thing Ciara would hear form her world of Darkness was a voice chuckling.
“Have I told you how hot you are when you do this?”
Max chuckles at the all of then drove further and further away Brooklyn getting Ciara’s number and closing the phone even as Rowan made the statement that some were thinking.
“She has done this before, many times.”
The silent question hung in the air even as Max dove towards the first meeting point where Caleb awaited to take Brooklyn, Dean and Rowan home, this brief moment of bonding between all of them and he silent question hung in the air as Max sighed and spoke with a smirk.
“Armitage Whateley, my first mentor, he had me do…work for him on the side as part of my training, he moulded all my anger into a weapon, told me the world was something to not be relied upon, when I fucked up he’s drop me in a waist deep pool and lock the top and have me do swats to ‘build conditioning’ He pulled me and stretched ways I could not imagine and when all was right and he told me I would never be ready…I broke him.”
Dean let loose a small appreciative sound as Max smirks softly.
“As part of my becoming I finished the job. Taking a bitter old man and giving him a measure of peace, it was because of him and my Father I was so lost, only the next fight the next drink, the next sunrise surviving one extra day told them they hadn’t won.”
She smirks.
“Then they did, I was broken, but in being broken…I was found.”
She slows down and looks back to the others and for a moment her voice softens.
“I never really say it but Rowan Breaking me? Dean kidnapping me? Best thing that has ever happened to me.”
The little moment was somewhat ruined but Ciara rustling Even as Max slowed to a stop and the beams caught Caleb just waiting for the rest of them even as Max rubbed an eye and managed to straighten up an smirked.
“This is your stop, hop on out. I’ll be back home soon”
After a while Max had set up Ciara in the final spot and removed the hood and the earphones, The Irish woman thrashed and pulled even as Max stayed behind her and eventually after some screaming to the sound of her own echoes Ciara started to cry and she’d ask softly.
“Why?”
Max chuckles a bit and spoke softly, not even threating just an even consistent tone staying just behind her so she could never see.
“You know why! This isn’t about you, it’s about her."
The waiting, that endless s stretch of silence before to camera even as she let her thoughts drift away nose wrinkling she breathes a long sigh.
“Max?”
She didn’t respond at first even as she was s then shook out of her thoughts by a hand on her shoulder.
It was Brooklyn and Dean, Brooklyn’s hand on her shoulder as she breathed a breath and shook her head.
“Sorry, I was ….Lost”
Brooklyn looked to Dean, and then Max looked back and there she was too, Rowan, all of them looking at her and she frowned a bit then smiled.
“I’m not used to company on these drives, last drive I did was with the Thralls for Astrid, I wasn’t really expecting you all to…”
Max’s eyes locked on somebody as they started to walk past the van from behind blonde hair and shaves up cut along with tattoos, it was her alright Max’s words trailed off as her face became a grin.
“...Tag…along.”
Dean scooted forwards with a smile on his face and looked at Max with a kiss on her cheek even as Brooklyn offered up with somewhat querying tone.
“So, what now?”
It was Rowan who answered them all.
“We do what we do best, we hunt.”
Ciara was looking at her phone texting Viv when Max opened the door smoothly as she drove along, humming to herself as heads reached out, pulled Ciara in held her down, bog on head and phone pulled away, done casually enough nobody would even notice she was there, it was a quiet night no CCTV camera, shitty light placement it was if the stars aligned to make this work zip tines and a few movement’s and Ciara wasn’t even sure who it was had held her right now, Brooklyn picked up the phone with gloved hands and made a small face.
“These two are made for each other.”
Max chuckled and kept it simple.
“Get Vivienne’s number from her contacts list and add it to the burner phone and put the earphones on… don’t want her listening to anything.”
The last thing Ciara would hear form her world of Darkness was a voice chuckling.
“Have I told you how hot you are when you do this?”
Max chuckles at the all of then drove further and further away Brooklyn getting Ciara’s number and closing the phone even as Rowan made the statement that some were thinking.
“She has done this before, many times.”
The silent question hung in the air even as Max dove towards the first meeting point where Caleb awaited to take Brooklyn, Dean and Rowan home, this brief moment of bonding between all of them and he silent question hung in the air as Max sighed and spoke with a smirk.
“Armitage Whateley, my first mentor, he had me do…work for him on the side as part of my training, he moulded all my anger into a weapon, told me the world was something to not be relied upon, when I fucked up he’s drop me in a waist deep pool and lock the top and have me do swats to ‘build conditioning’ He pulled me and stretched ways I could not imagine and when all was right and he told me I would never be ready…I broke him.”
Dean let loose a small appreciative sound as Max smirks softly.
“As part of my becoming I finished the job. Taking a bitter old man and giving him a measure of peace, it was because of him and my Father I was so lost, only the next fight the next drink, the next sunrise surviving one extra day told them they hadn’t won.”
She smirks.
“Then they did, I was broken, but in being broken…I was found.”
She slows down and looks back to the others and for a moment her voice softens.
“I never really say it but Rowan Breaking me? Dean kidnapping me? Best thing that has ever happened to me.”
The little moment was somewhat ruined but Ciara rustling Even as Max slowed to a stop and the beams caught Caleb just waiting for the rest of them even as Max rubbed an eye and managed to straighten up an smirked.
“This is your stop, hop on out. I’ll be back home soon”
After a while Max had set up Ciara in the final spot and removed the hood and the earphones, The Irish woman thrashed and pulled even as Max stayed behind her and eventually after some screaming to the sound of her own echoes Ciara started to cry and she’d ask softly.
“Why?”
Max chuckles a bit and spoke softly, not even threating just an even consistent tone staying just behind her so she could never see.
“You know why! This isn’t about you, it’s about her."
She let that sink in.
"If it was about you She’d be missing just when you needed her most the advice, the fire? Where does she put it?”
A long pause as Ciara goes very quiet, Max sitting down behind her supporting her weight a bit on that hair with her back as she chuckles.
“Sooner or later, the worry will break her, she’ll mist up, she’ll forget about training, and then what? A week isn’t a long time but well, we don’t have that long you and I Ciara."
A long pause as Ciara goes very quiet, Max sitting down behind her supporting her weight a bit on that hair with her back as she chuckles.
“Sooner or later, the worry will break her, she’ll mist up, she’ll forget about training, and then what? A week isn’t a long time but well, we don’t have that long you and I Ciara."
Max sighs whistfully.
"You see… Time is the enemy here , usually We’d stay and talk a little longer before I got what I wanted but ….Oh well in the end you just aren't that important."
Max stands up and smiles a bit folding up the chair.
“Legally, you aren’t missing yet and no demands have been made, and nobody has hurt you, But I know your dirty little secrets so there’s one last thing to do”
Max puts Ciara’s phone into Ciara’s pocket and steps back with a burner phone smiling.
“I Love this game; let’s see if your girl is any good at it.”
Max stands up and smiles a bit folding up the chair.
“Legally, you aren’t missing yet and no demands have been made, and nobody has hurt you, But I know your dirty little secrets so there’s one last thing to do”
Max puts Ciara’s phone into Ciara’s pocket and steps back with a burner phone smiling.
“I Love this game; let’s see if your girl is any good at it.”
Hide and Seek.
Maxine is in front of a fire that burns behind her no Shieldmaiden Belt in sight and right now? Her eyes are focused somewhere off camera even as she smirks a bit.
“Survival of the fittest, it’s a pay per view name born to drag out the catchphrases isn’t hunt and run… Eat or be eaten, stay alive or become extinct.”
She shook her head, still loking away.
“In actuality it’s just the same old stuff. People baying for the blood and only the victor stands tall at the end, the strongest have always survived that is how these things work isn’t it? It’s why we’re all here, to fight to prove our dominance? Is that not what exactly what we have been doing as the challengers state their cases. Failure after failure swinging in the wind whilst we stand here and guard the gates? ”
Max blows a breath and then looks to the camera.
“The thing is you all prepare your phrases and read them like you’re singing form a hymn sheet, but that doesn’t matter when flesh meets fist and the blood starts to spin in your head all that matters is who is broken and who is not Who walks away head held high and who doesn’t …And so I have confidence in my Pack, my team my brother and Sister, but there are two who stand as champions who I have to address and that is the Invictus and The Imperial Champions, especially the Imperial Champion.”
She smirks a bit.
“You stand apart yet joined, you stand to defend yet you stand to win everything by turning on us I am not deaf to the voices and blind to the words around me, You stare at our backs with daggers drawn even as we face the enemy at our front s and I will say this now, Jayson Matthews, Andrew Jacobsen That I hope your pride for your belt override any sense of honour you carry because if you turn on us, if you betray the trust my lady is showing you for allowing her close Then I promise.. There will be No place or run and I will not come for you I will burn every last patch of land that you call sacred and personal and I will destroy you without ever having to lay a hand on you I will wage a war that makes Spike Kane’s most despicable acts look like the acts of a choir boy. And people will scream your names. It will be all your fault.”
Max shook her head.
“That said maybe such words will inspire you and we’ll both get what we want. The exaction event is a match made to test those in its confines, we fight until we fight no more and then we go home one way or another it’s not real extinction is it? It just borrows its name and lays a fancy label on it so let’s strip it all away and talk about whom I’m going to be facing no fancy talk about the men and where their sights lay, no we know what it is they want, glory, honour and the chance to shine. In my world? I have no sight of the Invictus, or the Imperial or even the Man of steel, all that matters are Shae and Vivienne. Because I believe the Men can handle their end of the deal betrayals non-withstanding.”
Max leant back and examines her nails briefly even ashes then looked dead set at the camera.
“So O’Hara, the one woman crusade wasted an spoiled, and then re-ignited again a because she couldn’t get the job done, the flame haired princess , once burned and twice spurned and now you are coming for my lady again.”
A small chuckle.
“Yes there’s no doubt you are coming for her fire and claw little hellion, I see it in your eyes when you speak, you‘re starting to understand aren’t you? You get the picture of the dominance and your pride it can’t take it can it? Or maybe like all real heroes it’s not about the victory it’s about what you do, as long as It counts as long as everyone feels…Safe Yes?”
Max shakes her head.
“What brave masterplan is it this time Shae? What could your mind dream up that could even be close to a threat? A silly little girl with silly little dreams, but such passion to them such fire, and it’s too bad."
Maxine is in front of a fire that burns behind her no Shieldmaiden Belt in sight and right now? Her eyes are focused somewhere off camera even as she smirks a bit.
“Survival of the fittest, it’s a pay per view name born to drag out the catchphrases isn’t hunt and run… Eat or be eaten, stay alive or become extinct.”
She shook her head, still loking away.
“In actuality it’s just the same old stuff. People baying for the blood and only the victor stands tall at the end, the strongest have always survived that is how these things work isn’t it? It’s why we’re all here, to fight to prove our dominance? Is that not what exactly what we have been doing as the challengers state their cases. Failure after failure swinging in the wind whilst we stand here and guard the gates? ”
Max blows a breath and then looks to the camera.
“The thing is you all prepare your phrases and read them like you’re singing form a hymn sheet, but that doesn’t matter when flesh meets fist and the blood starts to spin in your head all that matters is who is broken and who is not Who walks away head held high and who doesn’t …And so I have confidence in my Pack, my team my brother and Sister, but there are two who stand as champions who I have to address and that is the Invictus and The Imperial Champions, especially the Imperial Champion.”
She smirks a bit.
“You stand apart yet joined, you stand to defend yet you stand to win everything by turning on us I am not deaf to the voices and blind to the words around me, You stare at our backs with daggers drawn even as we face the enemy at our front s and I will say this now, Jayson Matthews, Andrew Jacobsen That I hope your pride for your belt override any sense of honour you carry because if you turn on us, if you betray the trust my lady is showing you for allowing her close Then I promise.. There will be No place or run and I will not come for you I will burn every last patch of land that you call sacred and personal and I will destroy you without ever having to lay a hand on you I will wage a war that makes Spike Kane’s most despicable acts look like the acts of a choir boy. And people will scream your names. It will be all your fault.”
Max shook her head.
“That said maybe such words will inspire you and we’ll both get what we want. The exaction event is a match made to test those in its confines, we fight until we fight no more and then we go home one way or another it’s not real extinction is it? It just borrows its name and lays a fancy label on it so let’s strip it all away and talk about whom I’m going to be facing no fancy talk about the men and where their sights lay, no we know what it is they want, glory, honour and the chance to shine. In my world? I have no sight of the Invictus, or the Imperial or even the Man of steel, all that matters are Shae and Vivienne. Because I believe the Men can handle their end of the deal betrayals non-withstanding.”
Max leant back and examines her nails briefly even ashes then looked dead set at the camera.
“So O’Hara, the one woman crusade wasted an spoiled, and then re-ignited again a because she couldn’t get the job done, the flame haired princess , once burned and twice spurned and now you are coming for my lady again.”
A small chuckle.
“Yes there’s no doubt you are coming for her fire and claw little hellion, I see it in your eyes when you speak, you‘re starting to understand aren’t you? You get the picture of the dominance and your pride it can’t take it can it? Or maybe like all real heroes it’s not about the victory it’s about what you do, as long as It counts as long as everyone feels…Safe Yes?”
Max shakes her head.
“What brave masterplan is it this time Shae? What could your mind dream up that could even be close to a threat? A silly little girl with silly little dreams, but such passion to them such fire, and it’s too bad."
A sly grin.
"Too bad that your one shot? Your one big shot for holding the belt that I ripped from you? Will be wasted on being a martyr. Mores the pity for you Shea O‘Hara if it wasn’t so tragic I’d be beside myself.”
A beat
“Oh what the hell I’ll laugh anyway.”
Max actually laughs a bit to her as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, a deep rumbling chuckle that matched her frame even as she shook her head and breathed looking back to the camera.
“Which leads me to Our Erstwhile upstart, the dark horse, who steps out of the dark and into the bright lights to face us, and will you gaze at us in Awe? Surprise? Anger? I have faced you and I have beaten you and I see you getting angrier and angrier and it’s beautiful.”
She chuckles.
“That’s right Vivienne; I know you want me I know we’re going to tangle. What I do know is that no matter what you are for the first time, really really angry and that’s good! It might just get you through this.”
A sly smile like she knows a secret.
“But it won’t I know it won’t because I look in your eyes and I don’t even see a scared little girl I don’t see anger or fire what I see is the inability to pull the trigger when it counts, you Vivienne are somebody who does not want to get her hands dirty, nothing else matter s it’ll be you and me and I want you to look into my eyes Vivienne and tell me what you see.”
Max smirks.
“You won because of ego you’re here because Charity Crowne can’t get outside her own head because she knows the truth she knew is he won she would be facing us again and deep down in the seat of her soul she can’t handle that so she took the only course of action available to her.”
A smile.
“And gave you the punishment of a lifetime, she recognised the storm that is coming. There is No Survival, there is no Evolution there is only ME.”
Maxine leans back in her seat with a wry smile.
“I’ll see you soon Ladies, and never let the rest l be in doubt when all is said and done all you will have is anger , regret and the resolution that you tried your best but what you will not have is the keys to the gate , because now I am here I do not intend to leave.”
Maxine grins and said coolly.
“Let the Hunt Begin.”
Fade out slow and stead the silhouette of Max the last thing being highlighted by the fire around him
A beat
“Oh what the hell I’ll laugh anyway.”
Max actually laughs a bit to her as if hearing the funniest joke in the world, a deep rumbling chuckle that matched her frame even as she shook her head and breathed looking back to the camera.
“Which leads me to Our Erstwhile upstart, the dark horse, who steps out of the dark and into the bright lights to face us, and will you gaze at us in Awe? Surprise? Anger? I have faced you and I have beaten you and I see you getting angrier and angrier and it’s beautiful.”
She chuckles.
“That’s right Vivienne; I know you want me I know we’re going to tangle. What I do know is that no matter what you are for the first time, really really angry and that’s good! It might just get you through this.”
A sly smile like she knows a secret.
“But it won’t I know it won’t because I look in your eyes and I don’t even see a scared little girl I don’t see anger or fire what I see is the inability to pull the trigger when it counts, you Vivienne are somebody who does not want to get her hands dirty, nothing else matter s it’ll be you and me and I want you to look into my eyes Vivienne and tell me what you see.”
Max smirks.
“You won because of ego you’re here because Charity Crowne can’t get outside her own head because she knows the truth she knew is he won she would be facing us again and deep down in the seat of her soul she can’t handle that so she took the only course of action available to her.”
A smile.
“And gave you the punishment of a lifetime, she recognised the storm that is coming. There is No Survival, there is no Evolution there is only ME.”
Maxine leans back in her seat with a wry smile.
“I’ll see you soon Ladies, and never let the rest l be in doubt when all is said and done all you will have is anger , regret and the resolution that you tried your best but what you will not have is the keys to the gate , because now I am here I do not intend to leave.”
Maxine grins and said coolly.
“Let the Hunt Begin.”
Fade out slow and stead the silhouette of Max the last thing being highlighted by the fire around him
Well howdy there pardner.