Log: When I Talk You Should Listen

[felix_mcscouty]

Who: Felix (Native), Oquirrh (Original)
What: You thought for a second that you could get away with this? Seriously?
Where: Oquirrh's safehouse but really it's Florida's
When: Friday Night 8/14
Warnings: Possible Violence, Definitely Cursing


She really thought that breaking away was going to have no consequences. Well he was going to prove her wrong. He had been watching her all of yesterday and had a clear cut idea of where the little bird was staying at. A little old safehouse towards the outer edges of this crappy city.

This was going to be fun. He can sync up later with the team and the other primes.

Breaking into the apartment was relatively easy. Just a nice slip of his knife and maybe a moment or two with a decoder and he was in. Felix surveyed the place with a slight disdain. God Oquirrh can be one boring individual. There were a couple of her stupid knitted stuff laying about. Kicking the needles and yarn off the couch, he stretches out along its length. At least it was comfy.

He crossed his legs lightly and spins his knife in his hands. Now all he had to do was wait.

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[felix_mcscouty]

Felix crouches down to be on eye-level with Oquirrh. Tilting her head up with the blade, he tilts his head. "Now two things. Give me the location of your phone. Maybe even hand it over. Make it easier on the both of us. Ok little bird."

"Secondly, tell me what you've been up to in Gulch recently. I want the short and sweet version. My time is money. I rather not waste it."

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

Not that name. She squeezes her eyes shut.

"Back pocket," she says. "I'm reaching for it now." She moves slowly so he doesn't misconstrue the gesture.

"I'm working courier jobs. Low-end things. Anything I can find to stay in the game."

[felix_mcscouty]

"Look at you being a good girl," he chuckles. His hand extends out and takes away the phone. Felix takes his time to flip through the recent messages. Dammit it's locked.

"So just courier work? You really expect me to believe that? Come on you were meant to be the eyes and ears of the two primes. Then suddenly...nothing. A poor lowly courier." He growls out the final word. "Bullshit."

"Now unlock the damn thing. Now."

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

"I made my choice. Doesn't mean it doesn't suck."

An accidental omission, but he's going to find out the minute she opens her phone. Which is right this minute, because cooperating with Felix may buy her a few precious seconds until Florida gets here. She keys in the unlock code.

[felix_mcscouty]

Felix snatches away the phone and starts scrolling through the texts. The first ones being to someone called "Informant". Oh he very well knew who that was. Sounds like the asshole was on his way over too. How better could his day get?

"Oh little bird," he sighs dramatically. "You lied to me."

He then moves the knife from her throat and drags the blade across her arm. "You deserve a broken wing for that."

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

Her scream is a feral sound, agonized and furious. Not this again. She never would be that again, that bird with the broken wing stuck in that--that house of wolves.

No. She can't--she won't. This isn't the time for anger.

But she can't help it. She surges to her feet, reaching with her good arm to push him away.

[felix_mcscouty]

He lets out a guttural snarl. His hand shooting out to latch onto her throat and slam her back onto the carpet. Felix pins her down with ease, her blood dripping on the knife.

"You shouldn't have done that. I want to know where you decided to get a pair though. This is nothing like how you used to be. Kind of makes this a little more interesting in my opinion," Felix says with a dark glee.

The knife tip moving to circle around her collarbone. "You know what we did for you? That there shoulder of yours?"

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

Her head hits hard against the floor. She sees stars despite the carpet padding the blow. She can't see, but she can hear, and she can feel the tip of the knife against her collarbone. She screams again, paralyzed by terror.

No.

[felix_mcscouty]

"I think we deserve to have it back." With that, Felix sinks the blade deep into her shoulder. He smirks at the way she cries out in pain. She deserved this so much.

Climbing off of her, he wipes the blood off on the knitted blanket on the couch. "You really disappoint me, little bird. No wonder you're going to be left behind by us. Oh the great memories that we had. So much fun. Now if you excuse me, I have to go say hi to some others."

Felix pauses at the downed Oquirrh. He presses a boot on her chest before yanking out the knife. His smirk still present on his face as he slipped out of the apartment and to the roof.

[oquirrh_at_the_wheel]

Oquirrh barely hears what he's saying. She can't remember pain this real before. Can't remember before the pain.

Then he steps on her and she can't breathe. The world goes black around the edges. She can't move, not even to put pressure on the wound to stop it from bleeding. Pain replaces terror and keeps her pinned.

Besides, it's not worth fighting.

No. Florida will come. There's Louisiana, and Wash, and Abby.

Move, Oquirrh. Move for them.