Core

"Don't think he meant to? Well of course I-" Joseph stopped. Once again dizziness took over, and he went on his knees, and looked at the floor. After a minute, he looked up at Geoffrey.
"Geff...who is he?" looking at Jose.
"Where are we off to?"
Amnesia had taken over again.
 
I heard this song, and a certain apprehension filled me. The kill that paid the bills? He Killed Nana?!

I... I stopped walking to lean on Geoffrey's shoulder. When I was done, and after Joseph picked himself off his knees, we begun walking once more.

While we're walking, I noticed several members of the Blue Nose gang trailing us from behind, even including a teenager in their midst. Many of them are carrying slings, and one was holding a portable catapult I designed.

One of the adults seemed to notice me staring, and followed my gaze...

"Stop! You're arrested by the Boys in Blue" came the voice. "For harboring a known Red Finger Agent! Hands up!"
 
Geoffrey stepped forward to catch Joseph and laid him gently on the floor, knowing he would wake up soon enough. He then turned to Jose. "Jose, tell them to stop following us, we can't afford this right now. I can't have Joseph hurt, I have a feeling he doesn't quite trust me as it is."
 
Joseph pushed Geoffrey away and stood in front of Jose, and held up his gun pointing it towards the men.
"Take one step closer to Jose and I will blow your brains to kingdom come!"
"Back off!"
 
I recognized Kyle holding one of his slings. Tears are flowing down his face as he shouted above their leader. "Jose! Back away from the Murderer! He killed Nana!"

I called back, "We need to find their true leader!" I said. I made a quick middle-finger and ear-pinch symbol, representing doubt concerning the Red Fingers "He has been tricked, like you and I."

Kyle thought for a moment, then said. "NO! I will kill him myself!"

Even as the other Blue Noses cried, "Wait! We need to get him to the Police! They will make us Cadets!" He leaped off the building and lunched towards the fallen form of Joseph...

I am crazy, but I prepared to move infront and protect the murderer with my own body... so that I may learn the truth and gain real justice...

EDIT: "Back Off" yelled Joseph, pushing me asside and his gun pointed out towards the boy infront of him. Kyle...
 
Geoffrey was overwhelmed, a gang of orphans versus himself, a twelve year old, and a man with multiple personalities. I don't want bloodshed, if there is bloodshed, it'll be on my hands. Geoffrey tried one last time to impose some order to the situation. "Everybody listen up!" he yelled, as loud as he could "Nobody is killing anybody so long as I'm around. We're not looking to hurt anybody, leave us alone!" He added a bluff, "I have friends in high places you know!"
 
Joseph rushes to his feet, and shoves the boy in front of him to the ground. Facing the crowd, he fires off several rounds. Three boys go down quickly, a fourth is shot in the knee and falls while running. The rest disperse, fearing more shots - or worse, another group's attention.
 
"Don't worry Geff!"
"There's something you do not know...i am a trained assassin, part of the Black Snakes...those boys were like target practice."
He held his MP5 at the boys, ready to shoot any one else.
He looked at Kyle...he was still alive.
 
Kyle narrowed his eyes and he backed towards the wall, his sling still held in readiness, "Police or Mafia, scum?" he accused before he was tackled (or shot?) down. He gave me a look of betrayal as he fell...

I watched as many of my friends were shot off the roof. The teenager cried, "We need to get the Police on this!" and scampered away, leading the fleeing children. As they lept off the roof, the last was shot in the knee and fell into the ally below.
 
Name: Nate (Nathaniel) Smithson

Description: 16 years old, exactly six feet tall. Shaggy, rarely-cut blonde hair, ectomorphic build (thin and tall). One eye blue, one eye brown.

Job: Busker

Nate doesn't know anything else. There are only two places he's ever felt a part of. The world of Core, and the world of music.
Nate remembers his parents. His mother died when he was six, but he remembers her singing voice as Father played the piano in accompaniment.
Father had brought him up after that, spending all the time he could spare teaching Nate everything about music that he knew. Then he'd disappeared, leaving him and all their belongings to be looked after by a poor cousin, who physically abused Nate and never gave him a kind word.
Nate saw that he didn't stay long.
Nate couldn't pay for his existence in one of Core's better suburbs though, so all the instruments and books got packed away and moved to a shack in the poorest part of the city.
Nate wasn't wanted at the academies of music though. Not enough room for people without rich relations. Nothing for a beggar.
So Nate plays in the street now. Nate saves money and one day, he's going to buy himself in.
Nate is very pleased to meet you. What would you like him to play?
 
I look out from the shadows into the crowd, looking for the killer. How the hell did that ******* get away so fast? I thought as I went from face to face. Suddenly, I hear an outburst of noise in the distance. A detective and a gang of kids are arguing, and there's gunfire. Time to run. Weaving in and out of the alleys, I manage to get over to them and see what's happening...
 
My God. He shot them, he shot them! Joseph shot them! A million thoughts seemed to be racing through Geoffrey's head as he absorbed the situation. He has a gun, he shot them. My God, there's blood on my hands. Where did he get a gun? Where can I get a gun? Geoffrey became tired, he slumped against the wall, trying to take the situation in.
 
I see a man dressed like a private detective slump against a wall. I put my rifle inside a gutter and walk over calmly.

"Excuse me, sir!" I call out to the man.

(OOC: this is @ Radio's character)
 
"Geoffrey, there is alot i have yet to tell, but you need to trust me."
Amnesia Joe was very calm in these situations.
"I am a trained assassin, of the Black Snakes. They are long gone, I am the last one. I need you to trust me"
He pointed his gun towards another man.
"Who the hell are you!?"
 
Geoffrey turned his head toward the voice. "What? What is it you want? I wouldn't get too close if I were you." He pointed to Joseph "That fella's a bit dangerous, in case you couldn't tell, he's probably a bit jumpy now too."
 
"Okay, I'll stay back, man. I noticed you were a private detective, though. SOmeone just killed my parents, and I need some help hunting them down. You game?"
 
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