Talons and Harbingers

It was a surprisingly bright day in New York with the temperature being a just as surprising 15.5 degrees C. Relatively warm considering it was late winter/early spring on the East Coast. New York was quite happy to usually fall at a chill 4 degrees C. Nightkill was taking advantage of the cold weather to go outside for a change, and have a seat in a Chinese diner owned by famous billionaire Seth Khan, noted for his philanthropic crusades and being a respected pillar of the community, funding the 'It Gets Better' project, creating a fundraiser to help uneducated children living in Harlem and Spanish Harlem (which greatly improved those communities) and also being a large and public fan of Queen and Doctor Who.

So this Seth Khan also invited a new group known as the Talons to visit the Chinese diner. Said diner was located, obviously, in Chinatown. While San Francisco had the largest Chinatown, Nightkill, New Yorker as he was, always felt that the New York Chinatown had a distinct culture from the one in San Francisco, a better one. But that was just his admittedly biased opinion. But New York was truly his home, had been for the last several years, and he would stick to this opinion.

Where was he? Ah, yes. The Talons. A new hero group, one that seemed dedicated to the principles of honor, integrity and helping others. These were actually traits Nightkill respected in a man and an organization and he tried to abide by them himself. Yes, he had killed. But out of necessity and nearly never out of vengeance and rage. There had some times, especially when he first came to Earth, when vengeance and rage were all that he had. But now he was older and wiser. Honor, integrity and helping others? Perfectly fine in his book and if everyone abided by those principles, Nightkill would not have to do the job he did of aiding the human race to it's path to perfection, whether they liked it or not.

Nightkill disliked the short sighted people who saw humanity and thought 'This is what humans are, how do we deal with it?'

No, Nightkill believed 'This is how humans should be, how do we make them fit that?'

It was now 1:31 PM. They were late by one minute. Nightkill didn't mind. Few people were as impeccable as he was. So the Indian-looking middle-aged man waited for those who could be his new allies or his new enemies. Even if it was the second, it would not hurt to have to kill or be killed on an empty stomach.

And say what you will, but Chinese fried rice was absolutely delicious.

Phoenix walked into the diner with Forcewave and Cassie. He walked up the hostess, and asked where Mr.Khan had them reserved to sit. She directed him to a table and saw a middle aged man sitting in the booth. Phoenix took off his jacket, and sat down.
"My name is Phoenix, i'm the leader of the new group of heros called the Talons" he said sticking out his hand to shake.


Phoenix looked down at his watch and saw that he was 2 minutes late, not enough to have worried the guy too bad, however he likes to make good first impressions. "As you may have heard, our goal is simple. When the world needs saving, we are there. When all else false, we won't. We will fight to the end of each of our lives defending the innocent." he said with a smile.

Phoenix looked around the room for a glance and then looked back at the man. "So why are we gathered here today in holy matrimony?" he said with a grin.

~*Cassiopeia*~

({Is this topic open? You said Cass was with you, so I'm assuming it is--And I'm bored. So, hi. XD})

Cassandra seemed a bit uncertain about being invited along with her newfound 'group' to this diner. But then again, Cass always liked Chinese. Her tribal background found it appealing to her senses in an odd way. Keeping her petite little hands in her sweater pockets, she glanced around. The noise these humans could make was unbearable. Through the years, Cass had to learn how to maintain her calm and keep the voices in her head at rest--If she lost stability of her conscious, then she'd start morphinh uncontrollably in public . . . And now that she was on a 'team' she needed to maintain that even more now. Heaving a little sigh, she deicded to sit at the chair across from the the other three men, always more of a loner and and not really wanting to talk much.

Hearing Phoenix's commented, she cocked an eyebrow slightly. Humor was something Cassandra KNEW about, but she didn't really like it. And humans always seemed to enjoy cracking 'jokes' that weren't actually funny to her. But then again, Cassie had to cut them some slack--they were a different spieces and society after all . . . .

Forcewave's long day wasn't ending anytime soon apparently.It was only early in the afternoon and his day had been quite eventful.Far too much so for his liking.He had accidently dropped one of his favorite cds earlier and was planning on checking the nearby store later on to see if had any copies there.He doubted it however considering how hard it was getting it in the first place.It was still worth a shot though.
He had also witnessed his dad arguing with one of their neighbors about noise levels.He really didn't know why they had to be so loud.It's not like they had a reason.But still things didn't go over smoothly.And now this meeting awaited.He had had a hard time deciding on what to wear.Instead of going full costume and thereby attracting far too much unwanted attention he was simply wearing a cap and a pair of sunglasses.At least it's better than nothing.
He and his newfound teammates Phoenix and Cassandra had agreed to meet somewhere else beforehand and then head to the meeting place.Even with everything planned out they had still managed to somehow be late for the meeting.Making their way into the chinese diner he tried to remember if he had ever eaten chinese food.He couldn't seem to recall doing so.They made their way over to the reserved table.He was going to try and be a gentleman and pull a chair for cassie but he wound up not having to.Instead he just sat down and listened as Phoenix introduced himself.He couldn't believe Phoenix included a joke in the introduction.He was the type to take such a thing seriously to start off.It was his choice however so he went along with it.

((if I can't join then I'll delet my post but as NK's body guard I figured he should be here))

Cain Vulsore walked out of the bathroom shaking his hands to get the access water off of his hands while he came up to the table. If there was one thing that Nightkill nailed into his head about his 'habits' is that sanitary is absolutely necissary and washing his hands is something he should always do. So, because of that he had to leave from his position behind 'Boss Man' a couple of minutes to, well you fill in the blanks. Cain Vulsore, the Lord of Shadows, had cleaned up a little bit for this meeting and instead of his usual clothing he was wearing slick black dress shoes and pants, a clean white shirt and red tie under a slick black tuxedo. His hair was combed down and hanging in front of his eyes but perfectly combed and newly cleaned, to cover his obvious red eyes, he was wearing blue contacts. As he approched the table he only heard the end of what the 'Talons leader' had said and chuckled a little before leaning against the wall behind 'Boss Man' with his arms crossed. Quickly seizing up the three who came for 'buisness' with the Harbringers he notices the hero who gave Vlad some trouble, luckily he wasn't seen by this one and Vlad was away because he did not exactly like NightKill. Though Cain's eyes did fall upon the female of the group and rested there a half a second longer, just enough for him to wink at her a bit before becoming the 'serious bodyguard' once more.

Nightkill gave a mild chuckle. "Very funny." he told Phoenix in the tone people adopted when they didn't find something funny. "In any case, those are good goals and I see we'll have things in common." he said. His fingers made a motion as though he was about to place a cigar in his mouth, though he lacked a cigar. "These are my associates, Cain and Elena Marie." he said. "I see you also brought along some of your friends for this meeting too, though I highly doubt we'll be attacked. But still, better safe than sorry is what I say." he said. He gestured at Cain and Elena to have a seat. "My name is Mr. Khan. I am willing to fund your group, since I agree with your philosophies of saving the world and protecting the innocent. Well and good. I like it. But you also said you would never kill. How far would you go to not kill? Would you not, say, kill an insane serial killer? Say even if his crimes occured in a corrupt country that would never hold him a prison?" Nightkill raised a hand. "I am not interrogating you. These are genuine questions."

Phoenix looked at Mr.Khan and then looked back at his team. "This is Forcewave, and Cassiopia, like you said there is no need to worry of an attack. We are adults after all aren't we?" Phoenix then looked at Khans back up.

"As for your question, the ONLY time I would kill is if there was no other way to protect the innocent. I killed a lot of people when I was younger and it made me sick. I am a protector, i save people, even bad people. I truly believe everyone deserves a second chance. We are human, we do make mistakes, we learn from those mistakes. A serial killer is not a sane person, they are not in control of them self. I know all too well what that is like Mr.Khan." Phoenix said with a very serious look on his face.

"Now, as for the funding part, why did you pick us? I know we share similar idea, but what about us caught your attention? I am not saying this in a bad way, in fact i'm very grateful that you are interested." Phoenix said with a smile. "However being the leader of the team I must look into the best interest of The Talons." and then he finished and waited for a response.

Cassandra was quiet the whole time and simply played on her phone with the apps and whatnot. When Cain winked at her, she cocked an eyebrow and simply turned back to her little amusement with what was on her phone. She listened vaguely to Phoenix, but didn't seem to care much. She was a good person--But she didn't like humans. She was hungry and simply wanted food--not to be surrounded by humans. But whatever, she'd put up with this species for many years . . .

OOC-{I know its short, but what else was I supposed to do -.-)

Forcewave paid close attention to the arrivals of the person they were meeting with's associates.The first was a man that didn't look much older than he did.He seemed to generate an aura of pure visciousness.The second was a woman whom he recognized though gave no sign of doing so.He had met her once before at a bank where a hostage situation had occured.He never thought he would have to see her again though.Her presence alone was making him wish that this meeting wasn't occuring.He knew he certainly was no longer sure he wanted to be here.

Forcewave gave a slight wave as he was introduced.He did it simply because he knew that such a thing was polite to do so in a meeting and he didn't want to leave a bad impression on the people they were meeting with.This meeting was supposed to be quite the important ideal.He listened intently as Phoenix explained their logic and ideals.When phoenix mentioned that he knew what it was like to be a killer.This statement concerned him.He didn't know anything about phoenix when he agreed to join alongside him and the others in the talons so he expected to learn things that he would probably find some things quite surprising but he did not expect this.That statement was starting to make him really think about what he might have gotten himself into by joining that night.

Cain listened to all that is said, denying the inventation to sit and continues leaning up against the wall. The question NightKill asked intruiged him seeing as if the cops ever got smart he would be labeld as a serial killer but they would never know he was the New York Vamipre. Cain may not be the brightest crayon in the crayon box, or whatever the saying is, but keeping his identity secret from authority is something he knows how to do, well that and tourture. As the girl, cassipoia it seemed she was called, simply turned him down he raised an eyebrow not used to the reaction and is intruiged even more. Usually he would do something but tonight he was told to keep it professional and that is what he is going to do. So, instead he lets out a yawn, flashing his purely whites along with his two elongated fangs, and whipes his tongue aroung the fangs before waving over a waitress. After ordering a bloody mary , having to flash his I.D.,and steak, extra rare and bloody with a side of fries, he looks to the 'group'. "Anyone want anything before this pretty lady goes away?" He asks in his obvious british accent, though it has a slight twang to it as if from southern England and not central London smirking at the blush on the pretty brunette waitress face.

"Stay professional, Cain." Nightkill said in his mild, fatherly tone. He then turned to Phoenix. "Quite simply, I became interested in your group for several reasons. There are some main ones. You are a group of heroes who will do the right thing. That automatically attracted my interest. Villain groups are swamping the place, as are normal villains. In this very city, superhuman wars are a common thing and the police are hardly capable of dealing with it."

He then took a sip of the water glass, the ice in it making a clinking sound. "And so I needed you. I found out about you through my resources. I am a very rich man, Phoenix. I won't give away my sources- I'm sure you can understand that- but it was a credible source."

He paused again. "This is a good city. Some changes will be made, big events are going to happen. Death will as well. Innocents may die as it may be unavoidable, but I'll do my best to protect them and I'm certain you will too."

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