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*Crow's attention snaps toward the man who had approached.Staying in the shadows he quietly sinks to his right knee and watches.Seeing the man raise his hands he arches an eyebrow and stands.Moving just into the edge of the light he looks the man over* "If so,how much you payin'?"

*The trailer across from the one that had metal music streaming from it opens.The smell of weed along with exhaled smoke flow from the open door.Following the smoke is Crow dressed in a pair of black cargos,a solid gray t-shirt that fit snugly against his muscular body.His long black hair is tied up in a ponytail,reveling the shaved sides of his head. his Beretta 92fs sits in its holster on his left thigh.Sitting horizontally on the back of his waist is a scimitar with the clasp open,ready to be drawn and used,Tied on his feet are black steel toed boots with a reinforced heel made for kicks and curb stomps.In his right hand is a small black wooden pipe while in his left rests a closed zippo lighter with his name engraved into it in Samarian,Shutting the door to his trailer he raises hip pipe toward Nemesis in greeting as he makes his way down the stairs and over to the trailer across from him*

*Crow disengages the hammer on his magnum then places it back into the holster as he steps back into the shadows with a psychotic grin* "oh i'm just getting started" *He would seem to disappear completely.Suddenly the singing of a blade through the air sounds followed immediately by the sound of flesh being split as he begins to jump to and from the realm of shadows.Amongst the sounds of of nearly quiet murder green flames begin to flare up at the feet of Efiigy's men but not the man himself*

*Crow shakes his head and slowly cocks the hammer back* "What happens and is happening here is no business of yours.Take yourself and your men out of here before the bodies start pilling up" *laying his finger on the trigger he stares Effigy down,straight down the sight on his magnum* "4 seconds" *Grasping the handle of his scimitar he pulls it from the sheathe then raises it a little*

*As soon as the word was given Crow seemed to disappear from sight and sound.Hearing the can thenthe cat he goes straight to where the can sound came from.Not spotting anything at first he looks about then stops.lifting his head a little he sniffs the air.Smelling cat,Nem,and Suicide he cocked an eyebrow at two smells he didnt recognize.At the smell of blood he turns and darts straight for the source.Finding Drew he looks the teen over and sighs.Squatting down he gently picks the teen up and sets the kid over his shouder.Not seeing anything else he carries Drew back to Nem's trailer.Waving as he steps into the light he speaks* "Well,seems we either have a lost pup or a narc.Either way it doesnt seem like he is from close by,probably more in the city" *Setting Drew down he lays him out.Standing he retrieves his pipe and lights it* "And fromthe looks of it he tripped and busted his skull on a rock"

*As Efigy turns Crow drops the handle of his scimitar and ducks the grapple.Springing back up he flips backward onto his feet.His left hand reaches over his shoulder and snaps his fingers,conjuring a wood an steel siege bow that he then brings forward.Taking his right hand he does the same as his left but brings forth a matching siege arrow.Nocking the arrow he pulls it back to his ear,aiming the serrated arrowhead at Efigy* "You wont be getting my soul today or any day"

*A breeze blows past Efigy as Crow stops behind him,he had been moving at full speed as he jumped from the shadow realm and played his feet as he stopped.His right hand had been back over his shoulder as he was running but is now in motion,carrying forward all of Crow's momentum as he brings the blade down to slash across Efigy's back* "I was in India,sorry"

*Crow disengages the hammer on his magnum then places it back into the holster as he steps back into the shadows with a psychotic grin* "oh i'm just getting started" *He would seem to disappear completely.Suddenly the singing of a blade through the air sounds followed immediately by the sound of flesh being split as he begins to jump to and from the realm of shadows.Amongst the sounds of of nearly quiet murder green flames begin to flare up at the feet of Efiigy's men but not the man himself*

*Crow shakes his head and slowly cocks the hammer back* "What happens and is happening here is no business of yours.Take yourself and your men out of here before the bodies start pilling up" *laying his finger on the trigger he stares Effigy down,straight down the sight on his magnum* "4 seconds" *Grasping the handle of his scimitar he pulls it from the sheathe then raises it a little*

(dude...) *Seeing the bottles flying toward the porch he becomes a blur of motion as he moves away from the trailer but he isn't running away.Reaching out he snatches both bottles from the air delicately as to not break them in his hands.Bringing them down he bring both arms back and throws the molotovs clear out of the park.As the incendiary weapons fly he quickly draws his Magnum,aiming it at Effigy with a growl* "you really shouldn't have done that.I'll give you a 5 second head start" *he begins counting down from 5*

*As soon as the word was given Crow seemed to disappear from sight and sound.Hearing the can thenthe cat he goes straight to where the can sound came from.Not spotting anything at first he looks about then stops.lifting his head a little he sniffs the air.Smelling cat,Nem,and Suicide he cocked an eyebrow at two smells he didnt recognize.At the smell of blood he turns and darts straight for the source.Finding Drew he looks the teen over and sighs.Squatting down he gently picks the teen up and sets the kid over his shouder.Not seeing anything else he carries Drew back to Nem's trailer.Waving as he steps into the light he speaks* "Well,seems we either have a lost pup or a narc.Either way it doesnt seem like he is from close by,probably more in the city" *Setting Drew down he lays him out.Standing he retrieves his pipe and lights it* "And fromthe looks of it he tripped and busted his skull on a rock"

*Crow laughs from outside and smiles* "I have to say,Suicide,you make a really good pitch and i kinda like you.Unfortunately i can not join your ritual for...personal reasons.The undead are fascinating though,what kind of undead are you anyway?just a skeleton?"

*Crow watches as Nem steps inside of his trailer.Stepping farther into the light he goes and picks up his pipe.Putting his pipe to his lips he digs out his zippo,then lights the herb inside.his pipe.Inhaling he places his pipe back down and exhales as he stands.Staying quiet for now he listens and watches both men*

*Crow's attention snaps toward the man who had approached.Staying in the shadows he quietly sinks to his right knee and watches.Seeing the man raise his hands he arches an eyebrow and stands.Moving just into the edge of the light he looks the man over* "If so,how much you payin'?"

*Nodding Crow puts his lighter in his pocket and sets his pipe down.Reaching back with his right hand he unsheathes his scimitar and holds it point down by his side* .Turning a bit he looks about the trailer park,looking for signs of movement and keeping his ears open for more sounds* "Yeah,i heard it alright,What do you think it is?"

*Reaching the trailer and hearing Nemesis' words he chuckles,offering the pipe and lighter* "Hey man,thanks for the welcome.You want a few hits offa this?" *in the light from the kitchen his arms are revealed to be covered in black tribal tattoos ending with a crow on the back of each hand with wings spread,the wingspan stretching from his thumb to his pinky.More black ink peeks up over the collar of his shirt,stopping at the base of his neck and wrapping around*

*The trailer across from the one that had metal music streaming from it opens.The smell of weed along with exhaled smoke flow from the open door.Following the smoke is Crow dressed in a pair of black cargos,a solid gray t-shirt that fit snugly against his muscular body.His long black hair is tied up in a ponytail,reveling the shaved sides of his head. his Beretta 92fs sits in its holster on his left thigh.Sitting horizontally on the back of his waist is a scimitar with the clasp open,ready to be drawn and used,Tied on his feet are black steel toed boots with a reinforced heel made for kicks and curb stomps.In his right hand is a small black wooden pipe while in his left rests a closed zippo lighter with his name engraved into it in Samarian,Shutting the door to his trailer he raises hip pipe toward Nemesis in greeting as he makes his way down the stairs and over to the trailer across from him*