Division of the Mind

[Yuno]

Areli had stood for the whole meeting refusing any of the chairs offered by James or any of the other suits in the room. She herself was meeting the standard dress code although it was in the barest fashion. Her feet were in a powerful pair of steel tipped boots which seemed less for fashion than function although they were noticeably well formed to her delicate feet. The tights she wore perfectly fitted her strong legs showing them off in a way that didn’t fit the rest of her uniform. From there a pencil skirt hugged the remainder of her slender form. A tight fitted blouse and a trench coat hung on her perfectly as she idly cracked her knuckles against the wall.
A necklace that seemed to idly change color depending on how the light reflected on it hung just over her chest and strands of hair seemed to be caught in it as she waited. Her green eye seemed to focus on the woman speaking although by the bored posture she kept up it seemed she was aware of the words being spoken already. Her purple eye wandered the room looking for anything of interest. As the meeting wore on her hand began to idly play with a strand of pink hair. Today her hair was pulled back in a sloppy bun that allowed strands of every color hair to fall around her face as she stared.
When the meeting ended she sighed in relief. “Well yet another stirring mission we’ve been given.” She glanced at the others and James, “Why again am I forced to attend these meetings? Division knows very well how good I am at knowing what….happens.” It was true. She had known very well the last mission had been a trap. In fact, while it had taken a week of torture to make her admit it, she had a hand in the last mission going so badly. A grin spread across her face at the thought which was quickly replaced by a grimace as the thought of torture began to sink into her head. Certainly she had known..several agents were dead because she hadn’t warned them.
She smiled lightly at them all turning her heels clicking as she moved for her office. She shut the door in a bored fashion tucking away one of the strands of blue hair and sitting to look at the file humming slightly. She studied the words not interested really. She was trying to decide whether she could behave this mission or not. She’d have to see. She smiled scanning the documents quickly and then settling in for a nice nap.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Remember, talking about the truth to others can alter it. If something were supposed to go one way and you said something then it could go completely the opposite way.)

[mantisstalker]

Xerxes sighed and put the bottle of whiskey back on the table then stood up. He scanned the room again to make sure it was empty then moved towards the door. When he opened it a wave of noise hit him that made him shake his head as if trying to get water out of his ears. He started to shoulder his way to the war room. He had all ways hated noise. He just ever saw the point in so many people getting together to get drunk and shout. He shook these thoughts from his head and pressed the button for the elevator.

(OOC can pyros still be burned by flames?)

[Esiphas]

Kim groaned as she woke up. She had one hell of a hangover. Brushing a few bottles off her bed, she briefly kissed her pet cat- sleeping on the pillow beside her- she stood up. Noting she was dressed already, She sprintdd to the war room, her head ri.ging woth noise as she amplimied her own humming to clear her head. Upon arrival she nodded to Xerxes and Banshee. "Im awake... And mostly Dober..." she tripped backwards slightly. "Promise"

[Yuno]

(I am well aware yes.)

Areli had finally entered that point in between fully asleep and half asleep. Her feet were sprawled in the most un-lady like fashion onto the desk as she had leaned back in her chair. The file had spilled to the floor as she began to sleep fully.

She had felt it coming, she always did when she was about to see. Her eyes shot open as she sat up knocking the cup of coffee that had graced her desk straight to the floor where it splattered over the file. She tried to stumble forward to save what she could but she soon found herself sprawling backwards against the desk gripping it's surface as her chair fell backwards with a crash from the speed with which she had stood.

Her eyes blinked several times as the ceiling became fuzzy. Observers would have noted that her unusually colored eyes became more strange as the pupil dilated quite heavily and her breathing became dangerously slow.

It was then that the visions came swimming through her mind like fish in an ocean. The sight and sound even the smell of her surroundings filled her as her breathing increased dramatically at several sights. Him. He could give her the freedom she needed.

Several lower ranking division officials had swarmed in and shouts of get someone higher were flowing from the establishment.

[Dro]

Dro'ai walked out the door quietly, he noticed Areli pass by. Pecular girl he thought, something about her was off. He stowed it away in his mind for later, right now he has a mission.

(ooc would write more but I'm on my iPod at the moment)

[virado]

Evelyn trotted in to the war room. A bottle of booze in one hand and her revolver spinning around her index finger in the other. Her already ragged t-shirt was soaked in places from splashed alcohol and other liquids. She grabbed the nearest chair and spun it around resting her head on the back. "Whats up boss-man? We got another job already? I was hoping for a bit more down time."

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(No they can't be burned.)
{Banshee}
"What the (please do not swear)!" Banshee yelled seeing his elite team drunk and hungover his shout hit the note causing a moment of discomfort for the group as he hit high pitched. "I'll brief you in the morning get the hell to your beds! NO more booze!" He purposefully stuck his head out the war room and into the lounge screeching and breaking every bottle in sight sufficiently ending the party.

[Yuno]

Areli’s breathing sped up as the vision finished and her eyes slowly began to undialate. As her sight returned she saw several division medical personnel leaned over her shining flash lights in her eyes and other such medical tasks. “Do you know where you are?” one asked moving aside some of her ridiculous colored hair to run a scanner across her forhead. “Of course I do. Let me up..I am a seer. You are going to find I have elevated adrenaline and brain activity in every section of my brain. You will find that my pulse is weak, my breathing abnormal, and that my pupils are still dilated well past the normal acceptance level. This is all quite normal.” The man over her frowned as his partner nodded as she spoke. “Does Division know that your….practices have such a strange effect”. Areli glared at him in a very frightful way, “Out of my office before I have you removed for harassing someone as senior as me..” he turned shrugging and muttering curses on her.
With that she stood adjusting her hair and clothing back to division regulation and then striding out of the office her vision still somewhat blurred. It took her several minutes to make her way out of division HQ and out into the street. She stood in the late April rain as it poured down on her head. As the subway arrived she stepped in shaking out her hair and moving to sit.
The ride was quick and soon she was in the penthouse apartment she had been given by division rather particularly because they could watch it. She took hold of her gym bag and quickly loaded it with the clothing she usually wore when renegade. She shoved it inside along with a picture of her parents and the not divisions knives. Then she turned stalking back out into the rain. She smiled lightly pulling her phone from her pocket to call the rest of her team. Disappointed at getting voicemails she sighed leaving the same message “we need to meet. “ she left instructions for them to meet where she knew the renegades would be.

[Dro]

Dro'ai sat alone at the Division building cafeteria, he never liked being in the open like this but the noise helped him think. He looked down at his phone as it started to vibrate. "We need to meet" it said, Dro'ai smiled. The seer girl must have a lead, he didn't need physic powers to find out what she was.

He stood up from the chair swiftly and with one motion he buttoned his suit jacket. Walking straight out of the cafeteria and exiting the building. He responded to the message with three words, "I'll be there" and hung up.

His pistol already in his shoulder holster, he set out to find Areli.

[mantisstalker]

Xerxes looked at banshee confused. He wasn't drunk but thought it best not to mention i while she was so mad. He shrugged happy just to get back to his quiet room.

[Tyamius, Shadow Lord]

(Banshee is a guy...and Dro she was talking to the renegades not you.)

[Yuno]

Areli arrived outside the warehouses early as per usual. While taking the subway she had managed to change once again. The first step had been covering her very noticeable hair. This had been accomplished by pulling her hair up into a hat so that none of it shsowed. When this was accomplished she kicked off the heels she had been wearing and pulled on an even sturdier pair of boots . From their she straightened all of her clothing and made her gun more available.

When she exited the bathroom she sat opening a magazine and eyeing the now empty compartment. The subway pulled to a hault by the warehouses and she smiled as the doors slid open to reveal a man who bowed and smiled. "Miss. Im sorry but only people with passes are allowed here." she smiled as the subway pulled off and the man grumbled. "Well now youll have to wait for it to come back."

Areli looked at him weighing her options. After all, she was still alone. It would be simple enough to put this man down. But instead she decided to be merciful. As he turned to move for a phone she turned in a high kick bringing him down where she was on his swearing form in a second. She pulled rope from her bag tying him as he spat curses at her. "Im sorry, but look at it this way she said not meeting his gaze...this time they can "bust" you from division." it was then that she looked up her still dilated eyes staring at him. He stared in horror, "Ari...so they didn't kill you." She leered with ferocity "He lied...you all lied...and this time. You all can be the one Division leans on." he shook his head but before he could mutter another word her fist met his temple putting him out for awhile.

She stood cracking her knuckle and moving out from the booth staring down at the warehouses. Then as if some decision had been made she stalked down into the shadows her hands on her guns and knives.

As Banshee screamed breaking the glasses he saw Ted from surviellance appear. "John hasn't reported in. I phoned him. And there wasn't an answer. I sent some men up to check on him see if he was celebrating like..." Ted glanced at all the shattered glass. "The rest..Sir..John wasn't there. But there was a imprint in the mud that looked like a struggle." He paused waiting to see the reaction on his leader's face.

[Esiphas]

Kim stumbled back to her room. it was HIM- banshee that is- who had got the booze for them. Wasn't it? She realised with a shock she couldn't remember. \she then toook a microphone, 'borrowed' a guitar amp from another renagade, and connected the two. \then, laying down beside the amp, she screamed into the mike and was instantly sobered by the massie sound. Thanking the other renegade, she lay in her bed Seconds laster, she blinked, and sleep took her. In teh blink of her eye, it was suddenly 9 AM, and she lept up and ran to teh meeting room.

[Yuno]

Areli had been lurking about for the last couple hours. Every now and then some slightly out of it guard would stumble by and she'd knock them out and tie them up. She now had a nice little flock of people who would be turned over to Division. That wasn't why she was here though. Her mission barely involved these people. She was here because that was how the script was written.

Around the time dawn hit she had made it to the inner base. Apparently, she had failed to trip enough alarms for hunting parties to get sent out. She grinned almost maliciously at the thought. She now stood pressed against a wall as a man walked outside yawning. He lit a cigarette holding the security door open on a break she could tell was unauthorized. She grinned as she recognized him. "Hey John. Thanks for all the work you did to get me out before they finished brainwashing and torture." he turned "Who?" Her gun met his forhead with a crack as he hit the ground as her hand caught the open door. "Give my regards to Sae. When he puts the needles in your eyes." she said to his groan as she strode through the door letting it slam shut.

Now inside she smiled lighting her own smoke. She rarely induldged after visions because it made her own sight much worse. In fact with the effects of her visions everything was a blur to her. But this wasnt a sight seeing mission. She didn't feel worried. She strode through the room filled with glass and drunkards carefully stepping over the people as she went. She climbed up carefully moving towards where she knew the room was. She slowly came to it and pushed on the door labeled Banshee opening it.

Her vision still poor she pushed the door shut and walked inside smiling and inhaling the smoke. She put the cigarette out on the wall and dropped her bag. "Room service." she said in a snarky voice.

(time to get this thing going Jward.)