The great hunt...

[reincarnshaman]

After this conversation...

Veena is moving carefully down the corridors of the Enterprise, stopping at intersections and looking around before proceeding in a chosen direction. She's walking with a much more determined purpose than that of a normal cat. Just a short while behind her, Trever follows.

Trever is loaded down with a super soaker rifle, two squirt guns with removable magazines and a bandolier with reserve magazines for the handguns.

He appears to be hunting something.

Sneaking up on him is a bit of a bad idea because he'll likely spin and shoot you with green dye.

Or, occasionally you might come across him barreling down the hallway chasing after someone while screaming curses.


((Companion post to this one Let me know if it's okay for your guys to get shot at!))

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Feel free to shoot her!

[missginnytonic]

"William! what on earth do you have what are you doing?"

She asks as she looks at him wondering what he's doing sneaking around a cat.

[reincarnshaman]

Meanwhile, Trever has his own brief moment of confusion when he sees the red haired woman in front of him. His automatic reaction is to shoot them.

Because in his family it's either shoot first or get shot.

So, with very good aim, Trever shoots Ginny in the chest with some fantastic green dye as he says in confusion, "Una?"

Before it catches up with him that she just called him "William" and not "Trever".

[missginnytonic]

Ginny jumps when the green dye hits her chest, she doesn't know who or what Una is.

"What the bloody hell?!" she then looks down touching the dye gingerly,

[reincarnshaman]

"You're not Aunt Una..." he said before realizing he shot an innocent person, "Oh... gods. I'm so sorry about that... I hope you didn't like that shirt..."

[missginnytonic]

"No, I'm Ginny. And you're not my brother Bill I thought you were either, Sorry, I don't know I'm pretty much indifferent to this shirt"

She was more worried about if her chest was now going to be stained green.

[reincarnshaman]

Oh. Yes. Her chest is going to be stained green and it will take a lot of scrubbing to get it off.

The concoction Kale used to make the dye was developed by their older brother. While it might not seem like a chef would be good at these sorts of things, to be a professional chef you needed to know how ingredients interacted with each other and how to be able to substitute for missing ingredients. And of course he'd want to make a dye that stained...

"I'm Trever and that's a good thing because it's probably permanently stained." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

Noticing that her human had started to talk to someone, Veena came over to inspect Ginny, her tail held up in the air like a proud cat would.

[missginnytonic]

"Yes, I see and that's okay maybe I should dip the whole thing in the green stuff"

She has older brothers and he somewhat reminds her of them. She notices the cat. "I think your pet missed you. Why are you going around shooting people? With green stuff..."

[reincarnshaman]

"My brother might have some more dye if you really want to," he said before going on,
"Well, shooting someone with just water is sort of boring. I mean there's no real incentive to avoid it. You'll just dry off. Now getting shot with green dye on the other hand... "

This makes perfect sense to Trever. The idea that staining things and people is a bad idea hasn't really - nor would it really ever - occur to him.

Trever only has the one older brother but twelve aunts and uncles that he was raised with - the youngest whom are only five years older than him and a few months younger than his older brother.

He glanced at Veena, "She's checking you out... be careful, she's trying to turn the entire ship into her loyal minions." Veena flicked her ears at Trever as she continued her examination of Ginny.

[missginnytonic]

Ginny smiles as she stoops down to let Veena smells her hand.

"I see and yeah I guess that's true. But you know sometimes people could just do this."

She flicks her wand and frowns with it just seems to become brighter green. Welp that wasn't supposed to happen...

[reincarnshaman]

Veena sniffs the hand and then tilts her head into the 'scratch me' position.

He raised an eyebrow at the wand work (mostly because he's never seen someone use a wand to clean their shirt before) before innocently continuing, "If it could be easily cleaned by magic, it also wouldn't be worth avoiding... though as far as I know the recipe doesn't make it greener when magic is applied to it. It could just be a poor interaction between our differing magics."

[missginnytonic]

She starts to scratch Veena's ears.

"Yeah, I didn't realizes that you were magic. And you're right. It wouldn't be a nuisance if it was easily removed. I didn't think about it, It's just and yeah I would say mixing magic would be a cause..."

[reincarnshaman]

"Really? I always assume someone has magic until told otherwise," Trever said. Mostly because the idea that someone wouldn't have magic is still very foreign to him.

Meanwhile Ginny has a happy cat.

[missginnytonic]

"Really? Must be a difference in worlds. Do you not have muggles and Squibs?"

Ginny asks as she stays stooped scratching Veena because that she knew how to handle. To be honest mostly she had contact with only magic users but she wasn't sure about this place.

[kaylinneya]

Kaylin had seen the victims of this little game, she might not recognize guns of any sort, but she knows a weapon by the way it's held, aimed, and worn. And she didn't care, for the moment, if she had the authority to arrest someone here or not, she was going to do it. Of course, back home, Hawks always worked in teams for a reason. At maybe five foot on her toes on a good day if you're generous, and slender, she hardly looked intimidating. Except she strode with controlled purpose and intent. Her shoulders were back, her eyes narrowed. "Set down the weapons," she ordered, her voice crisp and even with authority. She meant it, and the look in her dark eyes said she was clearly ready to stop him of he tried to run... or to shoot her.

Her familiar flew about overhead, watching. It was unclear if it would help, hinder, or just remain a spectator.

[reincarnshaman]

Trever shoots her.

Of course.

[kaylinneya]

As soon as the liquid started moving, so did she. She takes the paint as a blow across one shoulder up to her neck as she cut in close, slamming at the weapon from the underside, slamming the heel of her other hand, in the same motion, at his chin.

"Safe to say, you're under arrest," she snarled.

[reincarnshaman]

He lets her knock the rifle out of his hands, dancing backwards to avoid getting hit in the chin.

"So. What time is it exactly?" he asked, clearly not at all concerned at being arrested. In fact, beyond that initial shooting at her, he doesn't seem to be inclined to fight back unless she attacks him again.

[kaylinneya]

Which she would, advancing as he dances back, sweeping low to catch his legs as he moves with her ankle. She was not planning on giving him the chance to run.

[reincarnshaman]

"Computer, what's the time?" he asked, since she wasn't being helpful in that regard.

It tells him that it's 03:37 hours in its pleasant and yet dull voice.

"So that's forty- fi.. .will you stop that?" He jumped again to avoid her sweep. He's not running beyond trying to avoid getting hit.

[kaylinneya]

As she came out of her crouch, she pivoted, aiming a kick for his head. "What part of under arrest do you fail to understand?" she snarled.

[reincarnshaman]

He growled. "Morrigan take your eyes! I'm not resisting, you stupid idiot. I'm avoiding getting kicked in the face."

Dropping into his own duck he continued, "Is this how you normally go about trying to arrest people?"

[kaylinneya]

"Then put down all the weapons," she said watching him warily, ready to move again if she had to. "Anything dangerous."

[reincarnshaman]

Now he gives her an amused look.

And starts to take off his shoes...

[kaylinneya]

She swore viciously in multiple languages, and the translation made it clear just how creative... and crude.. she can be. But she didn't tell him to stop. She just waited, ready to move.

[reincarnshaman]

The shoes come off. And his belt. (But not his pants) Followed by a knife.

Then a second knife.

The squirt guns.

The baldric.

A couple of pens.

His keys.

And his dice bag.

Staring at the pile, he frowns briefly. "I think that's it."

He glances at Veena briefly. "But I can't say much about her."