Whiskey growled, his body reacting appropriately. He followed after Spiral, as much as he didn't want to help, he figured he owed the kind Doc and the situation seemed to be calling for his help.

"You seem to know a lot about hunters." Whiskey was saying as he followed. "How could he just disappear anyway?"



Tex: GOSH no I DID(Brad cuts off N'T).

=)

"They normally don't." Spiral stated, glancing every direction as fast he could. It would be seriously hard to find one zetraloid--one moving zetraloid--with all these rooms. Besides, who was to say he even stayed in the halls? What if he'd gone in some kind of test room? "Not bigger ones anyway. Well...he's kind of small really." Spiral was off on his little theorizing thing, "Quite small actually. But too big to be the smaller type. Maybe he's not full Hunter." It seemed logical to him, maybe it explained how he'd disappeared.

Everyone seemed perfectly content down this way though so...and then he heard someone yelling back the direction they'd just come from again. He paused and glanced back. They'd just checked that way though....

Whiskey turned that direction too, even with his near deafness it was unmistakable....or near deafness with one transmitter anyway.

He gritted his teeth. What was Veng trying to accomplish anyway? He was fixed now, why didn't he just leave or something? He began to hurry in that direction, but not too much, he expected Veng to ditch him rather easily again and he was not in the mood to be fooled.

Spiral headed that way anyway because well he had no real leads here. When he got there though, that was another story. Everyone was still horrified looking. GOSH dumb people why didn't they like go hide? Anyway but there was another person there--some kind of medical person who now had a rather nice gash across their throat. Zetraloid person by the way. They had their hand over it, but it was still dripping plasma.

Spiral's helmet fins flopped down. Oh no....this wasn't good at all. For zetraloid or anyone else for that matter. Because he assumed it was connected to Vengeance. Guy who was injured tried pointing off down the exact opposite way everyone else had told them to go, but him aside, no one else was really doing much of anything.

Whiskey looked at the poor guy and his eye lit up very brightly. Veng wasn't like this, was he? Would he do that after he was just fixed? Did he have ANY idea what he was doing at all?!

Whiskey looked in the direction the zetra had pointed. Stupid Veng. If that was him, he started to think about giving Veng a nice swift kick.

(Just like time =U XDD Ahem. clearly time was running around rampant not Veng c: XDDD )

Spiral would've liked to stayed to help poor guy but if he didn't get moving poor guy may be several others as well.

"Someone help him." He pointed as if the others didn't know, "If you can." That said he proceeded on. Gosh, Veng hadn't really ever struck him as being this destructive.

But as he continued along the way there was a zetraloid here or there with a similar kind of injury--not necessarily on the throat, there were a lot of zetraloids going around holding a limb, looking shocked beyond reason. perhaps by unprovoked attacks? |D

"We're getting towards this hall's end." Spiral stated, he wasn't sure why exactly, maybe incase they needed to be prepared for...something? He reached this end with much the same result. Nothing. No veng, no trail.

"Honestly..." He sighed, at this rate he'd never find the dang zetraloid until he'd achieved whatever it was he wanted to. And by the looks of it, that wasn't going to be a pretty sight.

Whiskey was very silent, following and trying to stay alert. Almost should have had Spiral fix him first, then at least he wouldn't have such a disadvantage.

"Don't you have guards or police or something here?" he asked. Surely he had someone, Veng couldn't be the first attacker ever.

"Yeah somewhere." Spiral grumbled, probably on lunch break with Tex and Dizzy. "I imagine they've already been alerted...but...."

And Veng was totally walking along behind them c: Well if you wanted to call it walking anyway, more like stalking along, even though he had no intention of doing anything to them. He already had someone else! He didn't need them! Yes he did...have someone else who was rather well clawed, although utterly silent as he dragged him along with him.

Whiskey shoved his hands into his pockets as he stared at the wall.

"That a drop ceiling or what?" he asked, looking up as he pulled out his flask. "He could have gone through there...I suppose."

He leaned his head back and took a soft sip of the liquid.

"I don't know a lot about the..architecture...stuff." Spiral noted, he was feeling rather hopeless now anyway. It wasn't like HE could stop Veng, especially if his claw hand was free. And that was also when he turned around--the direction of the hall they'd been walking down, and saw their ever so--okay not so--cheerful friend standing there, dragging the other zetraloid around by its head. Well he had stopped for the time being, mostly because his OTHER path had been cut off by dumb GUARDS. And he didn't wanna let go of the zetraloid he had been clawing at.
"Not up there." Spiral stated simply, whether that was surprised or...something else was unclear. It was most likely surprise.

Whiskey had not turned around, nor did he seem to find anything out of the ordinary about Spiral's response.

"You sound sure for not knowing much about the architecture." Whiskey said, taking another drink as he turned around. There he saw Veng. He slowly swallowed and began to tighten the cap on the flask.

Now Spiral just stood there, he hadn't a clue what to do. Yes, they had found him, yes he was...being evil to a poor employee. Umm....now what.

Veng's helmet fins twitched as he glanced at Whiskey, and then Spiral. Hmm yes. They were clearly in his way...of the end of a hall. He glanced down at the guy he was holding, who suddenly had decided he wanted to move more. It didn't make it extra easy on Veng. His claw was free yes, but the other was still pin filled--not good for quick grabbing AND intimidating at the same time.

Whiskey pocketed his flask as he savored the flavor still in his mouth.

"Mr. Vengeance." he stated, nodding at Veng as if nothing was wrong.

Vengeance made a face at him. Weirdo. Whatever. He didn't really care anyway. He just didn't like this particular guy, even though the guy had done absolutely nothing to him, well other than tell him to stop trying to kill everyone. Oh right, that was what hadn't settled well. He ignored Whiskey and Spiral for the moment and resecured his grasp by digging his claw hand into the poor guy's throat. No he wouldn't be living, but then again, Vengeance didn't really care.

Zetraloid had a rather garbled reply to this, most likely a cry for help--or what it would've been.

Spiral looked...horrified by such a thing. Yes Hunters were bad but....Veng hadn't been that bad a few minutes ago! Maybe he had tweaked something wrong. He shook that thought away quickly. Wasn't like he had messed with his head at all.

Whiskey shot him. =U

Ahem.

Whiskey stepped forward, growing increasingly closer to being able to strike Veng.

Why weren't any of the guards reacting? He wasn't even sure if he'd get in trouble for standing up to Veng with others there or not. He glanced at Veng's face.

"You know what I want." he growled.

And thus life ended for veng. Ahem.



Guards weren't all that close actually. |D They were off checking on the people like dumbies for they were in limited quantity. They just had blocked Veng off for the time being away from others as far as they were aware.

Vengeance didn't move. And actually he wasn't entirely sure what Whiskey wanted. Probably something Veng himself didn't though he figured. So he opted for the guy who would be dying anyway. Throwing him down anyway, and away from himself, which of course tore his claw free of it too, leaving it as a rather well functioning option to attack with. He'd bullied one of the other people into taking his glove off earlier--well at what they thought to be the possible cost of their life.

Veng's helmet fins were down in their typical angry state, but it had faltered quite a bit, replaced more by uncertainty as they twitched ever so slightly. Why? Because as far as he was concerned Whiskey could totally take him down--it was only his claw that made him more confident. And now stuck between guards and Spiral and Whiskey...yeah fun time had probably come to an end.

He was kind of already regretting a lot of what he'd done. Not because he felt bad, but because it PROBABLY wasn't going to make Whiskey too happy with him...and Whiskey had been who had thus far been helping him. And then yeah...now that he was kind of thinking...better....why HAD he done this anyway? Hmm...none of this was good. He let his claw flop down to his side as he took a step back.

Whiskey looked at the poor guy Veng had thrown. (Was he dead now? =.)

Dead or not, that sight made him quite angry. His eye was glowing brightly and crackling could be heard. Yes, Veng HAD given him what he wanted, he had wanted him to let the guy go, but now that he had let the guy go, what was next? Try to restrain him? Escort him to the exit and shove him on his merry way?

Whiskey simply stood where he was, eye focused on Veng as angah burned inside him. =)

(No he's not dead c: ...yet XDD )

Guy was choking (totally wrote joking at first XDD) and gasping and what not since his throat was punctured, and bleeding. He coughed, still in his spasm of well imminent death. Spiral hurried over to see if he could help him in anyway--figuring he was better at such a task then...doing anything about Vengeance currently.

Veng's helmet fins twitched. He didn't really look angry any more now. Or anything really. If it hadn;t been for the fact he'd just had a guy's throat in his claw, he'd have looked like any other zetraloid walking down the street--well zetraloid who looked like he was wearing eyeliner anyway. |D

He...got the concept of having done that registering as bad for Whiskey though. He continued backing up because now...well now the guards seemed like a better choice than being near Whiskey.

(xD Avatar win, gave up on waiting for PB for Domino? =.)

Whiskey didn't take any steps toward Veng. Not only did he not want to hurt him, well he did at the moment, it was regret later that he wouldn't like, but he knew that if he did more stuff to Veng his alliance with the Bloodies would be on even thinner ice.

"I think you should go." he growled.

(Yes c: XDDD and it seems now that I did it returned. )

Why would they care? >_> they kicked him out |D XD ahem. Anyway.

Spiral was apparently still on the mode of fixing...everything really because he stood up all of a sudden, insisting that Veng shouldn't really be running around anywhere. Because clearly now was a good time to talk about it.

Veng did seem to get the general idea that Whiskey wasn't...going to hurt him, maybe anyway, he wasn't entirely convinced, but he himself didn't wanna hurt anyone anymore so if Whiskey didn't that was a good...thing.

"Sorry." He mumbled, okay yeah it didn't really...seem like a thing to say sorry about but...GOSH you can't ALWAYS be self controlled can you?

(Yes you can always be self controlled look at Wrat-...I mean look at Rag-....I mean look at Nara-....I mean look at Splot-....I mean look at Edg-....NO YOU CAN'T!!! >=( )

"For now." Whiskey told him. He didn't continue on, for he didn't feel like putting Veng down right now.

He turned to Spiral and the downed zetra. As if asking for what was expected of him.

(XDDDD )

Vengeance merely stood where he was at. Guards being busy had apparently forgot to find him.

Spiral did not look at Whiskey, for he was preoccupied with...now dead zetraloid. Poor zetraloid. Spiral himself clearly felt bad about it, but there was nothing he could do against a poison claw to the throat.

"You've got issues, kid." Spiral stated as he stood up, pulling dead zetra with him, yes he was kind of grumpy at Veng currently, that's the only reason he said it.

Whiskey was only a second away from saying something rather mean to Veng, however, upon hearing what Spiral said to him, he knew another comment would probably set him off, or make him go emo or something.

He instead sighed and began a slow walk toward Veng. "Lets go." he said in a dull, low tone.

Vengeance just...stared really, then shook his head when Whiskey spoke to him.
"I'll go." He mumbled, turning away in somewhat of a hurry. Gosh why had he let Whiskey bring him here anyway? He was supposed to have stayed on the kill self schedule. And now he'd killed OTHER people. He didn't LIKE doctors, he hadn't meant to KILL them. Oh well. He pushed his way past one of the guards who wasn't really paying attention anyway.

Spiral had dragged zetraloid over to the others' location and they were basically dealing with all of it. YEAH Whiskey >=| you're not allowed to leave. Get repaired remember? >=.

When Whiskey saw Veng hurry away, he paused. His legs tensed, ready to follow him. Why didn't he? He looked at the floor, why weren't his legs moving? He wasn't damaged was he?

No, no that wasn't it at all. He allowed his mind to catch up to him. There wasn't much he could do. Veng would be resisting anything he did for quite some time, right? What was the point in following? To beg to help someone he didn't really want to help, only for them to not want the help offered anyway?

He sighed as his body relaxed.

He didn't HURRY he just walked in a rapid manner c: XDD He dun want to get in Whiskey's way of getting himself repaired...again, that;s why he's leaving him |D He's not mad at him.
Anyway. c: That was just Brad info.

No one stopped Veng really, he made it out from that hall just fine.

Spiral returned to Whiskey in a moment, with a new little container surprisingly. Why? it was the stuff--a new bottle--of what Whiskey had thrown at Veng earlier. Yes he still cared enough to give him it. "If...well...if you still want it." He stated, not really sure where Whiskey and Veng stood anymore.

He sighed, "We can still talk about those repairs if you like."

(ohhhh okee. xD My bad.)

Whiskey only looked at the pills, he didn't take them. He didn't need them...YET...and Veng was walking away. Would Veng want them? Or appreciate them? He glanced at Veng, then back at the pills.

He remembered to stop being zappy as he snatched the pills. He glanced at the label, hmm, they were the same as the others. Veng sure seemed FINE without them though. =U

"Thanks Doc." he said, ignoring what Spiral said about repairs because obviously if you need to be fixed OTHERS need to continue to ask and remind you for it to happen.