putting the dead to rest part 1 and 2

just a short while ago ren pulled out massive funding to find and pay anyone willing to help his adopted daughter who was killed during rens becoming a hero faze had been dug up and the body stolen along with 8 other people the words on the headstones saying i will make them perfect

in the bottom of his non existent gut he felt sick the message sent out told them to meetup at crash ally there would be a red door at the end of the ally the were told to nock ten times and the door would open
now he just sits in one of his many safe houses waiting for them to show up

Quiver had heard of a message sent out by a man that said that the body of his daughter, as well as eight other people, had been dug up out of their graves with no clues left except for a mysterious message "I will make them perfect". Robin didn't know anything about having a daughter, but if that happened to someone she had loved in life she wouldn't be able to rest until something was done about it.

For this reason, she now found herself in crash alley, wearing the outfit she wore while she was out as the hero Quiver. Everything about her identity was more or less concealed, all one would be able to tell about her is her gender. On her way to the meetup point, she took the long way round over the rooftops. Dressing like a hero is a good way to attract negative attention in crash alley, which was fine if you actually were looking to start trouble, but if not you're better off being more stealthy.

In short time, she found herself facing the red door, walking up to it and knocking ten times. She then took a few steps back, obeying a cynical part of her brain that thought it may be some convoluted trap. When the door opened and no death trap was sprung she walked through the door and saw Ren Are you the one who sent out the message? I'm here to help.

I frown down at a message I had just received. It was sent out by an unknown man and said that the body of his daughter, as well as eight other people, had been dug up out of their graves with no clues left except for a mysterious message "I will make them perfect". I crumple the message and look up. I must help this man find his daughter. Or her body anyways. I paused and looked at the message again. It said to meet at crash ally and that there would be a red door at the end of the ally It said to knock ten times and that the door would open. I nod and head out.

A long while later (I had gotten lost being new to town and all) I arrive in a sketchy looking alleyway. I pull my long red hair back in a ponytail and out of my way. I slip through the alley, glancing both ways. I haven't had experience here but even I knew that this wasn't the best area of town. I find the red door quickly and knock ten times, the metal sound resonating through the alley. The door swings open a moment later and I step in hesitantly, not sure what I should expect to find.

I have received an unexpected message in the mail and I open it quickly. The message says that there will be an award for helping some guy find his daughter. Enough said I skim the message until I find the meeting point. I arrive there a moment later, having lived close by. I crack my knuckles and draw my gun. If this place is filled with heroes they'll be sorry. I walk calmly down the alley, quite familiar with this part of the neighborhood. I knock on the door 10 times and burst in when it opens, gun raised. "Ok. I will help if you tell what the reward is" I call, a cocky grin on my face. "I can get the girl back easy peasy."

KABOOM

A harsh explosion could be heard a couple blocks away from the place of the meeting, dark plumes could be seen rising into the air. Couple minutes later a teen in his typical hero attire could be seen rather agitated as he storm down the side walk covered in soot and dust. Shrapnel had left cuts across his bare chest and arms showing the gaping abyss between them. His markings twisted wildly much to his annoyance as he try to handle the foreign negativity in the air around him. It was as if the very street was seeping with depravity. Nonetheless the teen continue onward as he try to hold his bloodlust from throwing him at other source of evil for the fourth time that day. Noticing the red door stated in the meesage he walk up the steps and knock ten times before stepping in. "I got your message," Bogan said after stepping him not yet realizing the people inside.

when you get inside you come to a room with a computer on the far wall guns ammo and body armor line the walls in the center of the room is ren and a table with 300 k per person that decides to help

"hello my name is ren as you know from my message i need your help" ren looked over to bogan "its nice to see you again friend you can leave if the moneys not to your liking but i ask that you please help me put a stop to what ever is happening here"

(OOC: Diva, I know you're RPing as multiple characters, but you shouldn't double post. You should summarise both characters perspectives in the same post, making sure to make it clear which perspective is for which character.)

Quiver would wait for the others to arrive. The first person that came through the door was seemingly just an ordinary girl with red hair. She didn't seem like anything more than a civillian, but then again neither did Quiver while she was dressed like a normal girl. You just never knew in this city. If the girl greeted Quiver, she would give her a nod in response, but otherwise she would say nothing.

The next person to arrive came in brandishing a gun. At the sight of this, Quiver took out her bow and already had an arrow ready, but didn't act yet. Normally, she would have acted sooner, but since he was here he had come to help. Getting rid of someone who was there to help would just be getting in the way, so if he didn't do anything harmful she would put her bow away.

The third person to arrive was perhaps the strangest of them all. He was covered in weird markings that seemed to be moving, and cuts that revealed that he had... nothing on the inside. Again, you never knew with this city.

Finally, the person that had brought them there spoke, welcoming them all and once again stressing that he needed their help. Quiver raised her hand to gain attention before speaking Do you have any clues or leads to the whereabouts of the bodies? Straight to business, that was the kind of person Quiver was.

As I look around the only people I see are a man in the middle of the room and a girl wearing a hero outfit. I smile and wave at them both, stepping farther into the room. I look around in slight disappointment. "Is this all of us?" I jump when a man bursts in, demanding the money. Though once he sees the money on the table he calms down. He saunters into the room, putting away his gun and sits on the table. I frown, not sure whether that was appropriate right now but whatever. I relax slightly just as another man comes in with no shirt, strange markings on his body, as well as holes that make him seem hollow. My eyes widen as I recognize him and give him a little wave and a friendly smile. We are soon addressed by the man in the center of the room. I turn to him and wait for the girl to finish her question and get her answer before saying "Do we have free pick of the armor and weapons in this room?"

As soon as I am in the room I take in my surroundings, noting the money on the table. I see a girl in a hero suit and pointing a bow at me, much to my distaste, and another girl who looks slightly startled. I smirk and walk over to sit on the money table, calmly putting my gun away. I debate grabbing all of the money and running but decide to stick around awhile. I glance around, taking in the choice of weapons. I nod, its a pretty nice selection. I look up as mister 'I-think-I-can-take-you' walks in and I scowl. I decide not to react further however, instead looking towards the man in the middle of the room as he starts talking. He greets us and then addresses how he needs our help. I roll my eyes and wait for him to get to the point. As each of the girls asks a question I wait semi patiently then ask "How much money are we talking here?"

The money was irrelevant for him more so with the weapons and armors as sadly he was engineered to be a weapon before birth. "Money or not I'm here to help bring a stop to this madness." Bogan simply stated and took the time to look at his potential comrades. One of which is making his markings itch, a female archer with a composition that he will follow, and another female that Bogan mouth widen into a smile as he walk over to the familiar heroine. "Hey there it's been awhile, good to see recognizable faces here in crash ally. Its denizens do not take kindly to outsiders." Bogan joked as he thought back on the last few hours when he kept running into thugs that kept popping out all over the place like cockroaches.

ren looks at quiver while he on the robotics in his arm " ya two actually one is the guy who works at the cemitary the other is a merc named pain he was the one who originally killed my daughter " ren continues his tinkering till the guy who burst into the room "300 k per person "
ren looks around the room and looks back to ivory "fell free to use anything you see wepons armor anything" ren grins "bogan didnt expect you to be a ladies man after what happend in the city"

The man who brought them there, Ren, answered Quiver's question, saying that their leads are a man who works at the graveyard and a mercenary known as Pain who was the man who killed his daughter. On the inside, as Robin Schmitt, she felt sympathy for this man, having to talk about his dead daughter, especially considering the circumstances. However, as Quiver she only felt the need to think about the situation on hand. She would wait for everyone to finish discussing other things, only interjecting when needed to.

Ivory

I nod to the man, and glance around at my choice of weapons. The question is... which do I know how to use? I smile at bogan, then raise an eyebrow at the man. "Ladies man? That sounds contradictory. What is that supposed to mean? And what happened in the city?" I give Bogan a worried look.
I move on however a moment later, looking around the room once more. I immediately spot some sharp metal things that go over your fingers. Perfect. Claws I can work with. I walk over to admire them, slipping them on and flexing my fingers. I can't hold in all of my questions so blurt them all out at once. "So where would we find these men? Also I need to know who everyone is if we are going to work together." I ask balling my hands in fists, and slipping on a bullet-proof vest. "And when do we start? Do we get some time to practice with the weapons?" I blink, surprised at myself. I'm not usually this.. serious or get-to-business like.

Theodore

I nod, considering, I guess that was worth my time. Ignoring the ladies man comment I focus on the other two, nod at the girl's questions. I keep quiet and get up, grabbing all of the things that I need that were bigger than a bowling ball. A couple bigger guns, and some good armor should suffice. I grab a couple of throwing knifes as well, and a serrated one. I keep listening to the conversation though, not commenting unless asked a direct question, but making note of their possible strengths and weaknesses. I completely ignore Bogan however.

Bogan gave a laugh at his comrade comment, "While that battle has given me a new perspective on women I'm still respect them although the next time I see a crazy I'll be out of dodge." He joked before returning his attention to a more recognizable person ad spoke in a more serious manner as he still has visions of the blood soaked streets, "He's referring to the event about two or so months back when Jump City got invaded by a hostile force which sadly enough seem to be a common trend among cities around the world. A military group laid waste on downtown and a lot of good people got killed in the crossfire, on their side were several meta humans. I along with other vigilantes on the scene fought back" Bogan said briefly to let Ivory get some gear on. Bogan remained silent as his comrades were asking most of his questions so he figured he hang back and listen to the conversations.

ren look looks at the girl " my name is project renegade i was more or less a kill bot that being said im a robot as for weapon practicing there a practice range threw that door we can start when ever your ready "
ren closes up the opened pannle on his arm satisfied with the calibration he did

(OOC: Skip me this round)