Narc Wolf

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn didn't get why any of her friends thought it was a good idea to tell her where they were getting their 'goods' from. Most if not all of them should have known her issues with drugs in general and how she would react once she found out. Sure she did smoke; used to, and yeah sometimes she did have weed from time to time but that was super, super rare. When it came to smoking, well that was her own dumb choice and others because they knew what would happened to them. When it came to everything else, well she was not going to stand for it.

Hell, she was not even going to stand for the smoking anymore; mostly because of the hard lessons she learned with Vera when she used to smoke. It was not that hard to find the guy her friends had been talking about. Dev had plenty of local friends from when she used to fool around with a lot of them; along with a few who went to school with her. Once she got a clear idea of where he would be and the hours when he tended to appear, she was ready and waiting for him. Keep it together. Don't lose control. Devyn thought to herself as she spotted shadows around her move just a little.

She already knew her green eyes were darker than normal, but that was something that was a bit harder to control then keeping the shadows still. The plan was just to talk, maybe guilt trip him, or even going for the scare tactic, and avoid just going right in for punching him. Unless he ran, then she made no promises about not getting physical. "You." Devyn simply said once she spotted the guy, extra sure of it from the scents she was picking up from him. She still mostly kept the shadows, only letting the outline of her figure be seen as she crossed her arms across her chest and glared at the man.

((Tag:Axel Jonasen))

[Axel Jonasen]

"You."

It was a voice that Axel didn't recognize. He had a good memory for people. He had to, in his line of work. It was a safety precaution.

He squinted at a figure in the darkness, cocking his head to the side. Who the fuck was this? "Can I help you?" He asked, keeping his voice as neutral as possible. His head was starting to get a little fuzzy. It was a sign that a premonition was coming on. His spine prickled. If he was about to have a premonition, then danger could be on the horizon. He kept his stance easy, but he shifted his weight to his front leg and put his hand in his pocket. He had a knife there. He closed his fingers around the knife. He didn't think he would need it, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

How the hell had trouble found him already? He was laying low. Seattle had taught him a lesson. He was not looking to get in trouble with the law, or with anyone else for that matter. He valued his freedom.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn didn't know for sure if the guy had a weapon on him, but he was a drug dealer so there was no point in thinking that he was not armed. He would have been a fool if he didn't have something to defend himself from those that got a little too desperate for that poison. That was the main reason why she had not just charged right in there and given him a good hit. Sure she had the moment of surprise on her side, but it was best to not do anything to reckless just yet, even if every muscle in her being wanted to make him hurt.

She wanted him to feel pain until he understood that what he did was harming people; even her in the past. Yes, is was true that there was no way that he was the guy that had given the one that hurt Devyn suck harmful stuff but she still blamed them all. Even more so because he was giving things to people that she cared about. He could not deny it because she had heard it straight from the sources, and she would not hear anything he said that went against what she was already so sure of. "I don't know. Can you?" Devyn asked, already letting a low growl with her words.

Settle Dev. Warn first, then act. Devyn thought to herself as she rolled her shoulders a little bit. "Since I don't really know you, I'm going to be nice and give you a warning. Stop with the illegal shit." Devyn said as she remained steadfast where she was standing. Oh she was so tempted to just lunge at him now, but she held herself back still. She probably should have been a bit more specific with things or said more but she had always been one for action and not words.

[Axel Jonasen]

Axel frowned at the girl who was warning him off of illegal shit. It was more of a sneer than a snarl, really. What was this girl's deal? Some vigilante type bullshit? His head was spinning now, but he kept his eyes on the figure in the dark. He tightened his grip on the knife. His knuckles were beginning to hurt. Axel's vision swam slightly and he saw a flash of blood on what appeared to be his own hands, and a disjointed fractured glimpse of his own reflection in a mirror with blood pouring from his nose.

The premonition ended and Axel felt nauseous, but he didn't let it show. He wouldn't exhibit weakness in a moment like this. A bloody nose was one possibility in his future, so he wasn't on high alert yet. He could survive a bloody nose. It was better than a knife in the gut.

"Who exactly the fuck are you?" Axel said to the figure, keeping his voice level again. "And what business is it of yours what I do?"

[Devyn Solway]

The guy was frowning, good. He should have been frowning, apologizing for doing such a thing, and in general just running form there right now. He was lucky that Devyn had a habit of not thinking and just doing and that was why she was there in the first place. If she actually thought about it, she could have easily recorded what he was up to on her phone, called the cops, and busted him right then and there. Then he would have been off to prison and it would have been bye-bye to him for however many years he ended up getting. However; she did not do that so here she was giving her warning and not really doing the best with is since she mostly just wanted to punch the guy.

If she were a vigilante, she would be the kind that left dead bodies by the time she was done and she also would not wear not uniform or anything like that. A pair of black jeans, a shirt, and a black leather jacket was all she needed. Her style. Not to forget the black combat boots but that should have been a given when you went out ready to kick someone’s ass if they didn't take a hint. "A very concerned and protective friend. Also someone that you don't want to piss off. Trust me." Devyn said as another low growl escaped her throat.

She took another step closer then, taking a deep breath to take in more of the scents in the air. There was also the question on what business it was of hers in regards to what he did. It would not have been her business what he did if he didn't do something that was harming her friends slowly. "You're a drug dealer. What do you think would be the possible reason why I would have beef with you? Or do you do your drugs too so your brain is all rotted out?" Devyn asked as she took yet another step closer. She needed to step back; she could already feel herself ready to just shock him in the face.

[Axel Jonasen]

Axel's lips peeled back in a snarl. Great. A do-gooder with an agenda. "I'm not forcing anyone into doing anything. If you wanna this up with someone, it should be with your friends. Not me. They have money and I have product. That's it."

What did she think he was, anyway? A stereotypical dealer from an anti-drug PSA? The kind of guy who lurked in dark alleys with a trench coat on asking kids if they wanted to buy drugs? No. Axel was a business man. He subtly advertised his product in places where clients were likely to be. He never dealt to anyone who wasn't specifically asking for drugs. So what was this girl's problem? Who the hell ran up to drug dealers and confronted them like this anyway?

"I'm not the problem here," Axel said bitingly, "You'd be better off staging an intervention for your friends. If I wasn't here, someone else would be selling to them. That's how the world works. So, if you would kindly fuck off, I am a very busy man."

[Devyn Solway]

The guys face turned into a snarl; big mistake on his part. Didn't anyone tell him that you should not show you teeth to an animal because they were going to take that as a threat? Well, apparently a lot of people didn't know that but that kind of happened when in your culture a smile was meant to be friendly. He said the same line that every dealer said, that it was not like they were forcing anyone to do it and that it was just a simple business. Oh she hated him, so much. She hated all of those people who didn't take credit for what they were doing that was hurting someone else.

"Just like a criminal, blaming it on someone else. A person can't do drugs if they have no way of getting them. You are a way so it part of your fucking fault." Devyn said as she started to crack her knuckles. She did want to just go with a warning but he was clearly one of those types so talking was going to be a waste of time. Good, she disliked talking anyways and would have much more preferred to do things the physical way. She just hoped he didn't have a gun on him, guns made it a bit more difficult to fight someone, but she knew ways around it.

Devyn let out a loud growl then at him claiming that he was not the problem, that it was best to work on it with her friends. Oh she would and she did but you also had to cut off the head of the snake if you wanted to make any real progress. "And then that someone else would have to deal with me then instead of you." Devyn responded and with that she was done talking for the moment. She was running forward, planning on dashing to the side when she got closer so she could run at him on his left and give him a good punch right on his jaw line. She needed to hit him and she was not going to stop until she did.

[Axel Jonasen]

Deafening alarm bells in Axel's head went off. The girl was rushing him. He immediately shifted so his center of gravity was lower. He also made the split second decision not to use the knife in his pocket. He had just settled in Kalispell. He didn't need a bloody knife fight to mess up everything for him. Heat from his situation in Seattle still hadn't cooled down.

There was obviously no reasoning with this person, and that was fine with Axel. He had nothing else to say that would convince this chick to leave him alone. He was a man of few words, anyway. The girl was moving quickly, Axel knew in that moment he wouldn't be able to out-maneuver, so he put up his fists defensively, guarding his face with one fist and forearm, and guarding his stomach and side with the other. He was pretty sure that she didn't have a weapon, but he'd rather not get hit any more than he had to regardless.

A left hook flashed at him from the side, aiming for his face. Axel pulled back, but he felt the air on his face. That was a close one. She was faster than he was. But he was counting on his experience and strength to balance that out. Hopefully she wasn't some sort of crazy mutant. His premonition had only shown him a bloody nose, so hopefully he'd walk away from this as unscathed as he could.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was fast and strong, all thanks to years of training her body both in and out of her power in order to keep that dominance in her life. As a child she was helpless but she had quickly changed that around and always made certain that no one would be able to have power over her. She was the alpha in every situation and she didn't see that changing any time soon, even going up against this guy. She planned to hold back, but as soon as he put up a defensive stance she knew that there would be no need to.

Good, she didn't want to beat up someone who didn't even know how to fight or defend themselves. Well, she would still hit a person but she would not outright beat them up if they admitted defeat, it was just her way. No point in fighting someone if they were just going to give up and take it. The guy was good, moving just in time to avoid Dev's hit landing but she was not stopping there. No, she did not plan to stop at all until she got in one good hit on the guy. With the hit to the face having missed Devyn quickly turned, moving to get behind the guy so she could kick him behind the knees.

She did not kick hard enough to break or shatter anything, but certainly hard enough to cause them to bend; unless he resisted, and then something would probably be damaged. She was all about getting the opponent down on the ground, going for joints, and general weak spot. Much like an animal on the hunt, she would go for where her prey looked weakest and attack it. "Hold still drug boy." Devyn called out, not wanting to remain in a fight too long because the longer she let this side of her rule, the higher the risk of her using her power.

[Axel Jonasen]

The girl's attack connected with the back of Axel's knee and he let them buckle with the blow. He wasn't about to bust his knees on a petty back alley fight. He hit the ground but then twisted and sprang back to his feet. He would not allow himself to get pinned down. He was getting older, but he was still in good shape. He could keep up and defend himself.

He was reluctant to attack, however. The last time someone cornered him looking for a fight, Axel beat the living shit out of him and dumped the body off a bridge. He was never sure if the kid lived or died, but it wasn't the most pleasant experience either way. Axel hadn't been able to gauge how serious this girl was about their fight, yet. If she was looking to let off steam and inflate her ego, he felt no shame in letting her land a solid punch if that meant an end to this drama. But if she was serious about her vigilante attitude, he wasn't going to lose.

He figured it was more the first option than the second. Everytime he had been in a life threatening situation, he had experienced a staggerung premonition before it, but the premonition he had seen only minutes before had been minor.

He resumed his defensive position, keeping his eyes locked on the girl's. His defensive stance made it appear as if he was right handed, but Axel was ready to switch at any second to lead with his left. He was actually a southpaw, but he found learning to fight with both sides was a good trick to have. Besides, fighting a left-handed opponent seemed to throw right-gand dominant people off. Axel was only going to switch if he suddenly needed to be in attack mode. He could defend just as easily from the right.

[Devyn Solway]

Dev was pleased that the guy didn't try and resist his knees giving out on him; she really didn't want to break his knees, so it was for the best that he didn't go against it. It would have been even better if he would have just stayed on the ground and gave up. He didn't He was moving quick, getting back onto his feet and putting a little bit of distance between them. Dev could not help but to smirk a little, pleased that yet again she didn't have to worry about beating the pulp out of someone. However; she was not pleased that she had to stick around and deal with him longer then she wanted to.

She just wanted to drop the message, hit him, and then leave with the hopes of him at least going bit further with his business. She knew it was not easy to just put a stop to someone when they did this sort of thing; because that person was selfish. Still, she would do her part and if she caught him again then she had no problem getting others involved to handle what she should not if she didn't want to have to kill again. "Someone has been in a lot of fights before. Shame that you are a druggy or else we might have been able to be chill with one another." Devyn said as she could not wipe away the smirk from her face.

The smirk changed from just being pleased that this fight was not easy, but also that smirk that had that predator side of her right behind it. "You should just lie down and apologize now before I really get pissed." Devyn responded as she hunched over a little. She didn't hesitate then and ran straight for the guy, going for the direct approach as she went in to close the distance between them. She had a plan, get him to hit her, as she would go for a good solid punch with her right arm. She didn't mind getting beat up, but she was still driven to not stop until she made him hurt a little.

[Axel Jonasen]

She was rattling off banter, but Axel chose not to respond. He wasn't even really listening: it was something to do with her personal agenda against him and his trade. Ridiculous vigilante wanna-be shit. He didn't have the patience to hear it or to pick it apart.

The chick rushed Axel head on. That came as a surprise, but he sprang into action quickly. That, and her predatory facial expression. He took a step back and lowered his center of gravity to meet her rush attack. He swung out with his left fist, a feinted warning shot. He hoped that suddenly striking out with his left would be enough to throw her off, since he had been fighting right handed up until that point.

[Devyn Solway]

He was not saying anything, making this far less interesting and also irritating her even more. If there was one thing on the list of things that Devyn didn't like, it was being ignored when she was expecting or wanting a response form the other guy. She had not minded that he had not said too much at first, but now it was starting to bother her. Devyn had planned to make him pay for all of it and was rushing ahead, but the guy was reacting pretty fast too. She was still faster than him but it did catch her slightly off guard when he was swinging with his left instead of his right.

However; if he had been expecting it to deter or stop her, he was wrong. If anything it made her not stop in her aim to punch him as hard as she could into his stomach. She was wide open on her right since she was punching with that arm and he was no punching with his left. She didn't care; she would take the hit to her face, along with hitting him in his stomach. She had been fully prepared to have to make a sacrifice to land a hit and that was what she intended to do now. Still, she was going to have to stop soon since she could already feel that other side of her tugging at the surface even more.

She did not want to leave without making him pay somehow so in the worst case if she had to stop fighting; well she was going to call the cops on him. Perfect. Dev could not help but feel slightly proud of herself for being able to come up with a backup plan in the heat of a fight but it was not all that hard. Only when she was going for the kill did thinking of anything else become impossible.

[Axel Jonasen]

The chicken connected a solid hit to his stomach. Instead of resisting, Axel moved with the punch, absorbing some of the shock. That did little to lessen the pain, however. He hissed at the pain, which wasn't too bad at first, but then his eyes widened and fire tore at his side.

His goddamn stitches!

Axel shoved away from the girl, one hand clamped tightly to his side. It was a jerky, wild movement. He was breathless from being hit in the stomach, and his mind was reeling from the pain. His goddamn fucking stitches. He had forgotten about them. They had not been bothering him for most of the day, so he had paid them no mind when this fight started. He was pretty sure he had ripped some of them. Fuck, that hurt. A vision tore through his mind again as well. It was a repeat of the none from earlier, an image of blood pouring from his nose and over his hands. Why hadn't he seen his stitches getting popped? He felt disoriented again.

A sober, pain free Axel would have berated the prone, hunched over Axel in that moment. He had let himself get distracted. With his attention off of the woman who was attacking him even for a second, his guard had dropped and he was vulnerable.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was not sure if the other guys hit ended up landing to her face, if it did she didn't register it just yet as her hit connected. Yes, oh she was all too pleased to see that guy moving back from her and holding his side. a part of her felt like he was overacting considering how she had hit, knowing that it had been hard but surely not hard enough to break the guys ribs. Unless he was a lot weaker then he behavior and that was why his defense was pretty solid. Dev would have normally stopped there, satisfied for being able to land a good hit on the guy. However; that other side of her was almost calling all of the shots now as she moved forward at soon as she could tell his guard was down.

It was not good to kick someone when they were down and Dev typically refrained from doing such a thing but with how she was now, there was no stopping her. She was going for the kill, to finish off her opponent. Okay, so she had a bit more control over herself and was not going to outright kill the guy then in there. Instead she ran forward, bringing up her knee in an attempt to connect with the guys face and either break or damage his nose. She was certain the hit would manage to land since he guard was done and after she was almost tempted to follow up with a kick to the guys ribs again.

However; she could smell blood. Not quite the other guys blood just yet, but her own. The other guys hit had landed and she was just now realizing that blood was slipping out of the corner of her mouth and she could taste her own iron on her tongue. She was not sure if it was a busted lip or if she bit her tongue but the blood caused her to stop what she was doing and step back. It also fueled her desire to lose herself and become that animal side that wanted to end the threat forever. "Don’t fuckign let me catch you dealing around here again." Devyn said, spitting out some of the blood that collected in her mouth as she used her arm to wipe at what had dripped.

She was just slightly happy that the bleeding had mostly gotten her to realize she was rapidly losing control of her human self and that it was time to get out of there.