Reaching out with his mind he accessed the web to do more research on his targets. It had been days since he had searched the net, drifted thru the ether. His eyes were closed but his head straightened as he found an unlikely post. A Lionelli had posted to the net. Posted a warning, so it seemed. Mordechai began to search, following trace remnants left by minute packets of data, flowing across the trail like a bird on a trail of crumbs. He was out of practice, had let his hacking skills slip a little while concentrating on other skills, and eventually he lost the trail, but not until getting an approximation of where the post had originated. He did not know the actual point of origin, but he knew it had come from somewhere in Elmworth. The castle was in Elmworth… and the killer did not believe in coincidences . Now the question was if this warning was threat, hoax, or truly a warning. Silently the analytical mind began processing. Most thought of killers, well the class of killers, as dumb hulking brutes, leviathans with small brains… They would be wrong. Many of the killers in his acquaintance were instead quite smart, many brilliant, and Mordechai was a part of that group. His training as a human combined with what he had learned since his turning, all was used as his mind literally began running scenario after scenario, variables changing, in an effort to winnow out the most likely reason for this warning, and whether or not it was true gesture of good faith.
The sun was up, and most of his quarry gone to earth. but his guard ever lowered as he rested, letting his mind wander over the conundrum. A quiet, almost hesitant creak broke the crypt like silence of the castle, and obsidian orbs popped open, locked on to the door at the far end of the great room he rested in. A flicker of daylight outlined the door to the outside world, and slowly grew larger. Reaching out with his mind he drew the shadows of the windowless room to him, wrapping himself in darkness as the computation in his mind stopped, sure that he was soon to have an answer to his question. The door open farther, and one after another, six figures crept into the room, before the door once more shut. Once more his mind reached out, this time slipping into the minds of those that had entered, skimming their recent memories and appraising them of their skills. One question was answered, the threat was real. His next actions required no conscious thought. He had been to war, both open, and covert to many times. Response to threat was an ingrained instinctive reaction. Beside him a form slowly shimmered into being, a decoy, an exact image of himself. As it finished resolving Sinister nestled beneath his cheek and a red dot appeared on the cheek of the male that appeared the most combat capable both from his appearance and from the appraisal he had just made.
As the dot settled on the junction of the man’s jaw and earlobe, there was a quiet coughing sound and the tinny clatter of hollow brass on slate tiles. He knew it was a hit. He knew it was a severed brain stem. He knew it was a sudden death. He knew, because he never missed. Before the body had even started to fold, Mordechai was gone, a burst of speed sending him flying up the stairs to the second floor faster than a human eye could track. And then there were five. Mordechai had no doubt he could exterminate these pests simply on his own, but experience had taught him that the best laid plans never survive contact with the enemy. He needed backup. As he glided across the second floor of the mansion the killer once more drew on the innate power deep inside of him. The picture of a vivacious titian haired warrioress appeared. Reaching out he sent no warning, just drew the woman to him It was the first time he had ever summoned her without warning. Hopefully she still had her weapons with her, if not, it didn't matter, the man was a veritable walking arsenal. Belatedly the thought crossed his mind “I hope she isnt in the shower”
Roller's Name Opponent Type Difficulty Task type Opponent's Name Reason for roll Result
Mordechai Other NPCs/Objects Moderate Intellectual headshot for rp Succeeded
