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]

Jack prefers it too. Killing aliens was the old Torchwood way, and something he threw out the moment he took the reins. Never again will a species be killed just because it doesn't belong here, not on his watch. They can't send the Weevils home, but they can at least try to coexist.

"We'll be going on foot for now, but if I get any more reports we might have to take the van. Any questions?"

[slayers_desire]

"You sure you can keep up with me on foot?" April teases lightly. Of course, even with her enhanced speed, she wouldn't leave him behind. He knows this city much better than she does.

[fractured_agent]

"If I don't, you'll get lost," he replies with a wide smile. He knows as well as she does that she wouldn't leave him behind either.

[slayers_desire]

"Then I better stick close by... keep you safe."

[fractured_agent]

"That's the spirit." He tilts his head a little to indicate which direction they need to go. "This way."

[slayers_desire]

It was ages since April had gone on a hunt, so she is very excited. She is already alert, her vampire huntress side ready for anything.

"Do the Weevils hunt as packs?"

[fractured_agent]

"Sometimes. When left to their own devices, they do. But the ones who come to the surface usually act separately from each other." But she already knows about the hivemind, so she knows that they aren't completely alone, either.

[slayers_desire]

"Do we already have a lead on them?" Because she could tune to the hivemind to find the Weevils too.

[fractured_agent]

"Just a general area sort of thing. We'll find more clues once we get closer." He hopes that they'll find the Weevils before the Weevils find anyone else. Bodies are a great trail, but he prefers to not let the citizens of Cardiff get mauled.

[slayers_desire]

"I will be able to pick up their scent... or their hivemind. Once we get close enough."

[fractured_agent]

The smell of Weevil is evident even to normal human senses, both their natural stink and the smell of the sewers where they live. Jack's used to it, and when he catches a whiff, he flips open his wristcomp to scan for lifesigns in the area. "One of them's close."

[slayers_desire]

"Yes... I can smell it too." April tilts her head, waiting for Jack to lead the way.

[fractured_agent]

"Got it... two hundred meters this way." He starts to follow the signal, then stops and frowns. He turns halfway around, looking at his readouts. "Another one that way. Little bit farther out."

[slayers_desire]

"What is your recommendation? Handle one at a time, or split up and each capture one?"

[fractured_agent]

"Normally I'd say we need to stick together, but you can handle yourself." There's a silent question there, of whether she thinks she can handle one Weevil. He has the utmost confidence in her.

[slayers_desire]

"I will be fine Jack. This will be fun." She gives him a grin, with her fangs, then turns to hunt at the one who is a little bit farther out. It will give her a chance to properly hunt it. Using her senses to her advantages...

((okay, srsly bed time))

[fractured_agent]

Jack flashes a grin at her, and sets off in pursuit of the closer Weevil.

The one that April is following is moving quickly, loping through the streets in search of its own prey. There's always someone out at night...

[slayers_desire]

The Weevil might be moving quickly, but April has her vampire speed. She should be able to catch up to the creature, before it finds its own prey.

[fractured_agent]

The Weevil is fast, but of course April is faster. She catches up to it on a downtown street, lit only by the streetlamps that line the road.

It isn't aware that it's being followed just yet, but it starts to sniff the air, catching a scent of something dangerous.

[slayers_desire]

She remembers the caged Weevil, and how it caught her scent and cowered because of it. This one would just run...

So April slides into shadow-mode. After all, a shadow has no scent. And moves again to get closer to the Weevil.

[fractured_agent]

It moans, disturbed by both the turbulence in the Rift and the unidentified scent of a predator. But it can't see or hear anything dangerous, and that confuses it.

It continues down the road, sniffing for the scent of humans, following a trail towards a nightclub.

[slayers_desire]

She moves quickly in shadow-mode, popping out in front of the creature before it can get within sight of the nightclub. April delivers a swift kick to the creature's head, hoping to knock it out before it can run from her.

[fractured_agent]

The Weevil's head is very hard, so it just bellows in pain and confusion. It lashes out with its claws, blindly trying to hit whatever just struck it.

[slayers_desire]

She quickly returns to shadow-mode, so that the claws swipe through her without any injury. And then comes out again... delivering a fast kick to the Weevil's gut.

[fractured_agent]

The Weevil is frightened now, not knowing why the strong predator-scent keeps appearing when it feels pain. It moans and curls in on itself defensively, snarling to try to scare off whatever is hurting it.