Out on a Weevil hunt [for slayers_desire]

[fractured_agent]

Cardiff at night is a very different beast than it is during the day. The streets are mostly empty of people, the lights around the city staying lit despite the absence, and the sound of the sea is ever so slightly louder without the noise of traffic to drown it out.

Jack is alone in the Hub as usual, monitoring the Rift while the rest of the team sleep at home. He looks up at the sound of Mainframe's chime, and gets up to look at the readouts. "Weevils on the loose, huh?"

Hunting Weevils alone is generally dangerous, and while Jack doesn't fear death at their claws, it would be rather inconvenient. Fortunately, he knows just who to call.

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[fractured_agent]

The Weevils are agitated, both by the disturbance from the Rift that drove some of them out, and because some of their fellows are being hurt. A group of them are coming to the surface to find their lost ones and bring them back, and they're homing in on where Jack is, drawn by the mind of his captive and the smell of human blood.

[slayers_desire]

April moves quickly to find Jack, before the other Weevils do. She too can smell his blood. And knows she needs to act quickly...

[fractured_agent]

Jack is still a fair distance from the Hub, and most of his focus is on the Weevil in his custody, in case the spray wears off and it turns on him again. So he's a bit surprised when April appears suddenly. "That was fast," he says.

[slayers_desire]

"There are others coming this way. They want to claim their lost companion..."

[fractured_agent]

Jack frowns a bit. "I was afraid of that." They have room for that many captive Weevils in the Hub, but actually catching them all is another matter.

[slayers_desire]

"Perhaps we could set up a trap, to capture them all at once?"

[fractured_agent]

"I don't think there's time. And we don't have the manpower." Right now he's very glad he called for backup, though. Being mauled to death by Weevils definitely isn't his favorite way to go.

[slayers_desire]

"Then we will handle it together..." April isn't frightened. She has abilities that will protect her and Jack.

[fractured_agent]

Jack is regretting not bringing the van along. Even though the hunt was only a short distance from the Hub, not having the van means he also doesn't have the gear in the back, which would've included net guns. Lesson learned, he supposes.

But there will be time for regrets later. "Let's see if we can get this one back before the rest of the party shows up."

[slayers_desire]

April steps closer to Jack to help him with the restrained Weevil. If this one is anything like the other, it should stop resisting just by her presence. The close smell of a stronger predator.

[fractured_agent]

Already subdued by the Weevil spray, the creature recoils at April's approach, moaning. Jack takes one of its arms to haul it along, letting April take the other. "You know, whatever it is you have, I wish we could bottle it."

[slayers_desire]

"It is a scent... might be possible." She is not much for science herself, but knows that others have bottled other scents.

[fractured_agent]

The other Weevils are homing in on the trail, approaching fast. The group, three in all, appear on the street as soon as April and Jack are in sight of the tourist office.

"Oh, great."

[slayers_desire]

"Jack continue to make your way to the Hub." April channels her psychic powers, creating several mental duplicates of the small group, hoping to distract the Weevils long enough to make a difference.

[fractured_agent]

Jack hauls the Weevil along a little faster, not looking back, although he does keep the Weevil spray handy in his spare hand. If he is attacked, it likely won't be enough to hold off all of them. And he definitely doesn't want this Weevil escaping while it's cuffed. That could be a death sentence for it.

The group of Weevils stop and sniff the air, growling. They don't like what they smell, and the faint scent of a greater predator frightens them, but they also want to be with their lost one.

[slayers_desire]

They are afraid of me... it is stopping them from their own primal urge

April knows that she can project sight and sounds, so concentrates on projecting her scent. Extend it out the Weevils, trying to keep them wary from approaching.

[fractured_agent]

The Weevils become even more agitated by the stronger scent, and fight between the desire to turn back and the need to bring their lost ones home. One of them crouches down, eyeing April in fear. Another roars defiance. The third still sniffs, trying to determine where their lost ones are.

Jack reaches the tourist office and hauls the Weevil inside. He doesn't want to waste time getting it down to the cells, so he cuffs it to the desk. "Sorry, Ianto," Jack mutters as he leaves the Weevil there, knowing it'll likely trash the orderly desk trying to escape.

[slayers_desire]

April approaches the one that roared in defiance. In the predator world, the strong prove themselves by meeting challenges by others.

"Come on then... I will reunite you with your lost ones."

[fractured_agent]

The other two Weevils cower back as she approaches, but the third stands its ground. It's scared of her, but it also doesn't want to back down. It doesn't understand what she's saying, but anything coming close is potential prey, even one that smells so strongly of a darker predator. It snarls at her out of fear and challenge.

Jack hurries to the garage to ransack the van, going for the net guns. They might need them for taking down the other Weevils, and with April holding them at bay, there's an opportunity here.

[slayers_desire]

April growls back, her fangs elongate and her eyes glow red. She is ready to accept the challenge, and waits for the Weevil to make the first move.

[fractured_agent]

It charges at her, baring sharp teeth and slashing its claws at her. Weevils are at their most dangerous when they're up close, and especially in the dark, like it is now.

Jack can hear the sounds of angry Weevils from the garage and mutters a curse, digging deeper into the van's equipment to find the net guns.

[slayers_desire]

Vampires are also at their most dangerous when they get in close combat, and they thrive on darkness. And it is not exception for April either...

She shifts into her shadow-mode when it slashings its claws at her, so the first attacks don't draw any blood. Then she comes out of shadow mode and delivers several quick blows to the creatures upper chest.

[fractured_agent]

The Weevil may be determined and smart, but it is still little more than an animal, and so falls prey to her strikes without any kind of defensive stance to protect itself. It cries out at the blows, snapping its teeth at her in an attempt to bite her neck, the softest and easiest target on a human.

[slayers_desire]

She grabs it by the jaw before it can bite her. The neck is a very sensitive spot for a vampire, and she knows how to defend herself from an attack there. Even if it means dealing with the teeth close and personal.

Plus, she doesn't want the Weevil to taste her blood. There is no knowing what might happen.

Then she quickly delivers a hard blow to the Weevil's nose.

[fractured_agent]

It claws at her wrist where she's clutching it's jaw, before it's stunned by the blow. Weevil noses are flat, but still sensitive.

The other two Weevils cry out at the same time, feeling its pain. One makes a reflexive move towards the fighting pair, before reconsidering, still frightened by the strange predator.