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Parasite Eve Roleplay Game

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Suddenly the sounds stopped. For along moment, there wasn't any sound in the house at all. Then her voice came from behind the door, but just barely. ".... Sorry."
 
"You alright? I gathered you were hungry. There are at least a couple more NMCs out there though. And I was curious why you're out here." Xavier asks.
 
Volke just coughs lightly from behind the door (due to a still dry throat, she still claims). "I was riding. They trashed my bike. Now I'm here."
All technically true statements.
 
Xavier sighs. Of course. Volke wouldn't give anymore then he/she had to.
"Alright then. Could you tell me exactly how many houses you cleared of NMCs?" Xavier asks.
 
"37. 12 remain," She immediately replied.
Truthfully, she should have come out by now, but she was pretty dis-heveled. She wasn't vain (often), but after everything that had happened to her, she had to at least appear to have control. Of herself, of the situation... anything. Which is why she was taking so long to come out, and why she didn't mention she was almost out of ammo.
 
"That's a ton down... Now way you are stocked to the brink with ammo. I've got some spare .45's and 9mms"
 
"Hades uses .50's," She said as she swung open the door and marched out. An ackward silence hung in the air.
Not just because she knew she only had 6 shots left and had left her Dragunov back at her Secret Hideout due to her body being completely off.
It was... her clothes. She knew they hadn't taken a good look at her before. Xavier because he knows she's a guy... once Volke figures out how to change back. Allen because he had that look that said, for his own reasons (likely trauma) he wouldn't lay a hand on her.
But her Eraser Blacks...!! She'd have to make a new set, because her old ones were done and gone. Her white t-shirt was now a long strip of bandages wrapped around her chest, left thigh and right upper arm. Her feet were shoeless and sockless, and she was missing the entire left leg of her jeans. Need new Blacks, new t-shirt, new pants, new socks... Everything.

There was no blood on her, and she was clearly very dirty... But at least her hair looked nice.
 
He quickly turned to grab her wrist, sighing. "Nope.. I'm not letting you out there like that." He sighed, a bit red. "At least take a shirt from my pack. I try and keep stuff handy."
 
Xavier shakes his head.
"Sorry. I only have .45s and grenades myself. Got a spare .45 handgun if you need it, and a combat shotgun with incendiaries." Volke looked the worst he'd seen him, her. Not in an ugly way, but obviously the NMCs were tougher than Volke expected.
"Sorry, my spare clothes are in my car's trunk. Maybe one of the houses as some clothes you cou-"
Xavier was interrupted by a loud, garbled horse noise. The temperature took a sudden drop, and the glass still in the windows frosted over.
 
"I refuse," she said. Truthfully, it was a kind gesture and she kind of wanted the shirt... but she couldn't do that. It was already hot enough, and it wouldn't help prote....
"Ah, no. I accept."
 
He opened his pack and found he didn't have another shirt, so he pulled off his own, having a concealable armor under it. "You can take the armor if you want, as well."
 
Volke just looks at Allen as if to say 'You're a moron' with just her face. She takes the shirt and throws it on quickly, readying the Hades for combat.
 
Xavier opened a window and looked outside.
"Allen, looks like those guys from before brought a friend, and he's giving us the cold shoulder."
A loud Wooden smash is heard.
"Jump out the window into the open, or try to fight inside the house?"
 
"depends on how much you like free movement vs. cover.." Allen said bluntly as he changed to three round burst
 
"Then I'm outside." Xavier says as he follows Volke. He'd probably have to do this. Volke was _good_, but wasn't used to fighting NMCs, and gender-changing wasn't a really useful Neo-Mitochondria ability. Whereas...
"Here." Xavier says, tossing his dark grey Trenchcoat to Volke. "You'll need some armor."
 
Volke grabs it in midair, quickly donning it with no problem and bringing the Hades back to bare. "They can run through the walls," she briefly elaborates. (Spot 31, Listen 23 to detect)
 
"Thanks for the warning, Volke." He smiled and took a few short breaths
 
Xavier waits, Falcon in hand, until he sees the first one. He didn't like using it, because of the reminder of that night. That it was a stroke of luck or fate that he didn't become a monster like his brother, instead he-

The first one comes out of the wall a few doors down, a four-legged NMC. No hair, bloodshot eyes, and a more human face.

The next thing is the only reason he and Monica had survived that desperate night, and escaped the hospital. First Monica, then Allison, followed by Allen. Now Volke would see as he...

_Accelerated_.

The only noticeable difference besides the sudden burst of inhuman speed as he fired twice was that his eyes were completely, totally black. No iris, no whites, just a void.

Allen remembered them, from when he'd gone wild and Xavier and Allison had chased him.
(Xavier hits twice for 22 damage)
 
The ability resonated with Allen but he forced it back, instead shooting Elena into the fray. (23 to hit, 28 damage if hit)
 
Truthfully, Volke was tired. These things were annoying. They pissed her off. However, she need to conserve her ammo.
So she ran towards it, switching her hold on the Hades from the grip to the tassel on the bottom of said grip. Once she was within 10 feet of the NMC, she threw her arm out, the Hades flying through the air... still connected to the tassel in Volke's hand by a very strong cable (may need to look them up) (Attack 25, Damage 10)
 
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