Hunting Demons

[needsabreak]

Who: Leon Kennedy, Herbert West and Andrew Jaeger
What: Trying to hunt a shadow demon
When: Beginning of August
Where: Around the City, not sure what district specifically

Sunday, it seemed, was the day that all three men had free, so here they were, prepping in the employee area at the shooting range. After all, it seemed like the most appropriate place to prep for a hunt. After some very brief introductions, Leon is ready to get down to business.

"So, Jaeger, I think you're the only one of us that's actually come across one of these things. Where were you? It might be our only lead," He turns to Dr. West, "Unless you've heard of any places they've attacked people."

Keys jingling in his hand, he unlocks a metal gun cabinet, "When I told the boss what I was thinking about doing, he said I could borrow some firepower."

Leon grabs a shotgun and a box of shells and steps aside for Jaeger, letting him have his pick of the small assortment of rifles, handguns and shotguns.

"If I'm understanding everything right, the plan right now is to get a sample or a dead shadow demon, so Doctor West can't get a better look at it and design a cage."

Comments

[bloodalwaystells]

Jaeger has his own pistol and a wicked-looking hunting knife already at hand, but the big man does give the assortment careful consideration before picking a shotgun to round out his weaponry for the night. He's got his magical abilities, of course, but he feels better with something solid in hand...it's saved his life before and he has little doubt they might again.

"Keeping them at a distance seems safest," he offers with a frown. "When it approached us the first tine i saw one, things got...strange. almost distorted. It seemed almost like a psychotropic effect, and it was very disturbing. It also rushed us very aggressively." He's dressed down, in boots, jeans and a button-down shirt that only barely covers the scar around his neck. It's time to work, and neither of the other men seem the squeamish type about battle wounds, but his sleeves are still long to cover...well, that's another story, one for another day.

"I'd suggest Shantytown as a place to start. It's derelict, and probably good hunting for the demons. Plus the locals are likely to leave us alone." Heavily armed men looking for a fight are far less likely to get away with it in the pleasant suburban or staid banking district, in his opinion.