What is the meaning of Rise? (Red)

If their was something Valkyrie could say about her day, it was that it wasn't boring. In fact, it would be a rather interesting intrigue, both for her and the person that sat in her chair, tied up of course. She had began recently looking into this group she had chance come across during on of her hacks and found it, the name. Rise. At first she ignored it till she came across more names, faces, photos, actually her prisoner would see the wall that was covered in photo's. Most of them led to a few key figures in armor and most led to the one known as Red. But as the photo's mounted so did her worry and when she was scouting the perimeter of her apartment she found this deary. One with advanced technology too, it was strange but mystifying and that led to now.

In a white blouse and Jeans, Valkyrie crouched in-front of her victim with a photo of the armored Red, her free hand held a Nine volt like battery. "Now. I know you know who this man is. I know I know. So you will squeak, or I will start burning your figures off. One by one by one. Slowly. And painfully. And just to pass the time, I can make you eat them. See how you like the taste of bone and flesh." She would threaten the person as she walked away and looked out the window, looking for any more snoops that might be around. Before turning to the one in the chair, her head bending to the left and right, cracking fairly loudly. She'd get an answer from them, one way or another.

"Flesh and bone might be alright, if i was stranded on an island or something. My own? Not so much." Quincy said, staring up at the female with a smile on his face. He wore his usual hat and longcoat, though his hat had been knocked off and it was on the floor, much to his dismay. He had gotten himself into this situation because he was investigating Rise. He just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and this chick showed up and managed to knock him out cold. Turned out she was looking for Rise too, she just used her brains less and her threats more.

"But anyway..... Everyone knows who that is, dude took over a country. He is Lucius Alba, AKA Red. He leads up the mysterious organization Rise, etcetera etcetera..." The man said. He really didn't understand why he needed to be tied up and beaten to get this info, it was all over the news. Of course, he knew a lot more then anyone could get from the media, but that was beside the point here.

"Anything else you wanna know besides his name that you can easily get from Google?" Quincy said, clearly annoyed by the woman but he wasn't making any moves, it's not like he could without his weapons anyway. In all honesty he had no ties to Rise, he was just a curious guy doing some peaking around. Sure he knew quite a bit, but he wasn't the one that needed interrogation if Rise was the target. He may have even helped the chick if she were more nice about this.

Valkyrie walked to her fridge before grabbing an apple out, while also getting a knife as well before walking in front of the man. "You can find him on google?" She asked, her Irish accent thickening a little more at the word, she wasn't too use to it, and if he looked around, Quincy might have noticed that their was no tv. Crouching, Valkyrie would slice at the apple before taking individual pieces and eating, thinking about this a little more. "Huh. Thought this Rise group be more hidden. But I guess this Lucius is fairly more hidden then his name... You wouldn't know what Rise does would yea? I like to know what these American Country's groups intend on." She'd say as she bent over to pick up the hat that littered her floor, trying it on but finding it not to her liking from the feeling.

"What about this fellow?" She'd show him a picture of a tall man in a mask, demonic in the likes. "Been around and about this masked man is. Friend of Mr Alba?" she'd ask once more, her eyes darting around her captives face, looking for the slightest changes. And before he'd answer, she'd place the hat on his head, fixing it up to fit. Nodding in approval. "Better fit."

Quincy smiled at her words. Why go after a group you know so little about? Sure Lucius could be found on Google, but that didn't mean any actual details as to what he did and what he was could be found, just the essentials really. He saw the girl try his hat on, and honestly it looked odd. Maybe it was the shape of her head or something.

"Yeah, you can find the basics on Google. Nothing that will do you any good, but it's a good start since you're interrogating a man to find out something a good percent of the population already know. As for what Rise does.....they seem to want forced evolution through any means necessary." Quincy responded before having his hat returned to him, he might just have a cow if he lost it. After that, the woman showed him a picture. Quincy knew of this man, or demon or whatever. He was rather hard to keep track of, but the detective had more info then most.

"Friend? Probably not. But then again i can't quite nail down the relationship those two have. He goes by the name Shadow, and his first name is Marcus. That's all i know, haven't bothered to look into him any more then that." Quincy said. How he knew that was anyone's guess, but his agents inside Rise were likely the prime suspect as to where he got the info.

"Anything else? I really need a drink and this is holding me up." The man finished. It seemed to be going well considering he wasn't being actively tortured, but then again he was giving information, as small as it was.

"Hmmmmm." Valkyrie would move to her fridge once more, out of site of the man before returning, two beverages in hand. "Forced Evolution ey. I have some very personal experience with that." She'd say as she brought one to her neck, rubbing it as to rub away a sore memory of another life. She'd gotten information she guessed she wouldn't have if she had managed to learn the civilian way, which was good. "Well. Worry that your group might have been hunting me is what stuck you in that horrible thing called a chair. Seems I was wrong but.. I can't really have you running back to them can I?" She'd say as she popped the lid of one of the drinks. Her eyes gave off a crazy look as she looked Quincy up and down.

"Weather you go slow or quick. Well, depends how bored I feel right now." She'd say slowly, making sure to get in the realization that she was going to kill him. "Could offer you a drink before you go as well. You've been informal." She'd admit before taking a small sip from the one she opened earlier. Waiting for the mans reply.

Well, shit. Looks like she was going to kill him anyway, or at least try. Really he didn't even understand this chick....... He had no part in Rise and the information he gave her was pretty easy to find, except the name of that one demon kid. There was literally no reason to kill him, but it wasn't like he couldn't get out of this.

"Hhhuuuu, yeah, I'll take a drink. Water is fine." Quincy said with a sigh. He had an idea about what he was going to do here, but pulling it off was going to be tough. His right hand was loosened, and he was given his glass.

From there, his plan went into motion. A small bar fell from his sleeve into his hand. It just so happened to be pure sodium, harmless on it's own, but when mixed with water......explosions. He dropped it in the glass as fast as he could one handed, then flung it toward the woman and tipped himself backwards, hitting the floor hard as the sodium explosion happened, likely causing some major injuries to the female. From there, he removed a bladed disc embedded in his longcoat for just this type of situation.. He then used it to cut his other hand free, and rolled to a standing position. He had a smile on his face now, holding his  disc like a frisbee.

"Heads up!" Quincy said as he tossed the disc with a flick of the wrist, which launched at speeds you wouldn't expect from it. After that, it would bounce off the walls and come back to him.

Valkyrie frowned as she passed the water to him, a strange request for a man who just before asked for something of the stronger kind. Of course, what she hadn't expected was for his sleeve to contain something of the alkali metal, and her eyes inspected it, saw the sodium but little too late, as the glass would be thrown at her, she'd make a dive to the floor as well, the explosion however, still caught her as bits of smashed glass stung her skin and the feeling of fire on her shirt. But beside that she had thankfully managed to avoid the blunt of the mini explosion, or she could have been badly injured or worse, dead. Standing herself to her knees, she'd just catch the small warning of head's up as she turned to see Frisbee like disc, come hurtling towards her, another curt dive saved her just barley as it cut at her waist. A flesh wound but a stinging one at that.

Looking at Quincy, he might have noted that the fire that rested on her shoulder had began to change shape and color, becoming a dangerous mix of black, white and red plasma as it traveled to her hand as a small shaped orb as she once again rose to her knees and aimed the ball at him. "One thousand take seven equals nine..-hundred and Ninety three." Valk would mumble the words loudly in a effort to calm herself as she aimed the plasma at Quincy's chest right before suddenly moving it to his leg instead, firing it at the speed of a bullet which in this small space she had expected it to hit but she didn't know if the man before her also had enhanced reflexes but that was another problem to be possibly solved later for as for now, seems she didn't take all of his little toys from him. A mistake she would make amends too.

So, the game had began. For a human, Quincy was formidable, as had already been shown. But this lady was a full on metahuman, and he didn't have the jump anymore. In this small enclosed space, he was vulnerable. Without his pistol, which had been taken from him, he had to resort to using slights like what he had just done.

But he had another problem, which was the plasma ball headed his way. He had fire resistant clothing on and military grade armor underneath, which was good.....because he couldn't avoid this. He tried to leap out of the way but it skinned his leg none the less, a searing pain crawling up from it and through his whole body. He was alright though, mostly. As the ball hit him he had removed a vile pre-filled with potassium nitrate and sugar, which he tossed on the floor to activate the sparker on the top of it. This wouldn't hurt anyone, besides causing some irritation of the eyes, but it would fill the room in a think white smoke. It really inhibited him just as much as it did the woman, but at least he wouldn't get plasma balls in him.

He walked through the room based on nothing but memory, trying to find his mask and gun, which was set at a table he had seen earlier. After hitting his head a few times, he found the table and fumbled for his mask, which he put on, allowing him to see through the think smoke and get his gun. After that, he walked right up to the woman using his superior vision, as she couldn't have gone far, and tried to put the barrel right up to her head with a click of the hammer.

"I have no reason to kill you, so just show me the door and i won't blow your head off. I think i can pull the trigger with a plasma ball or two in me." Quincy said, fully prepared to shoot the anti-metahuman shell directly into the female's head.

When the smoke hit, Valkyrie closed her eyes and stumbled around the room, her room. She knew where to find a few things and after opening up some cases, found her little machines. Stumbling around some more, she'd trip on something and curse, mumbling some more till she heard the click of a gun hammer and the feeling of a cold metal on her head, she was beat most likely, normal gun or not this would do damage her healing wouldn't be able to heal but as to how he found her so easily in the smoke most Likely would have been from the mask's she took off him earlier.

So the bastard could see. "Nine hundred and ninety three take seven equals nine hundred and eighty six." She'd say as she held her hands up, keeping a still head. "Can't really see. Go find the damn door yourself you little Cac." Valk would say as she brought her hands to her side, feeling the wound had begun to close up now. She was annoyed, starting to move to the mood of pissed and she had to keep her numbers going, less she endanger herself. "Nine hundred and eighty six take seven equals nine hundred and seventy nine."

Such a difficult situation this was. He couldn't let her off the hook, but blowing her head off just seemed a little too brutal for his taste, at least today. His mood tended to change a lot. But then he thought the chick might have some sort of healing factor or durability, so he decided he was fine with it. Also, the number shit was annoying.

"Six take two equals four." Quincy said, unloading two out of the six bullets in his gun directly at the girls head. This would likely buy him enough time to get out of there, that or it would kill her....... Didn't matter much really, all that mattered is he wasn't dead due to him being awesome.

"Whoops i did it again! Whoa whoa whoa...." Quincy sang as he walked toward where he figured the door was. It took some searching, but he found it, leaving the apartment and jacking a parked motorcycle that was outside, speeding off.

"Can't..." Were the only word's she got out as she heard the click of the hammer a second before the bullet sprung, her basic instinct told her to move but she wasn't fast enough to avoid it this close, the first bullet pinged against her, a small explosion also didn't help her. When the second hit were the original was meant to target, her head rocked and she felt a warmth travel over her head as an open eye saw though the now just fainting smoke to see her prisoner walk out right before a coldness took over and everything went black.

Over an Hour later, Valkyrie began to rise from the forced slumber, her head rocked like no tomorrow as she stumbled to her bathroom. Taking one look in the mirror told her she took a beating to the skull with a just see-able bruise reaching to her temple from her hair. Blood also ran down her face and most likely her hair, that was going to be a bugger to clean out. Walking out back into the lounge, She'd pick the chair up and rip the legs off it in frustration before looking to the wall of photo's. So many photo's. Some she shouldn't have, others taken by others. Some herself. "Nine hundred and seventy nine take seven equals Nine hundred and seventy two." Valkyrie would mumble to herself as she looked at her portable hacker. "'Find him on google.' I'll kill you if I ever see you again." She'd say as she started to pull pieces of glass that poked at her skin and rubbed her head. A killer headache that would remain for far too long.

Quincy had gotten away, and that pretty much taps him out for a little while, unless plot bs brings him back into the story. For now, we're back at Valks apartment. A knock at the door could be heard after the woman got herself back together, and if she didn't answer, it persisted, as if the person knew she was home. It didn't get louder though, it just retained its soft and friendly thump-thump-thump right up until the door was answered.

Behind it, Valk would find a man of about thirty standing, a faint smile on his face. He looked well groomed, and definitely out of place with his expensive shoes and plush black long jacket. If the woman had done her research and seen him on TV, she would recognize the man as Lucius Alba.

"Hello dear, sorry to trouble you, but I'm looking for someone. Mind if i come in?" Lucius said, friendly and with a sophistication that made him seem like the most trustworthy guy ever. If he was let in, he would take a look around the room, looking over everything and trying to formulate an idea as to what happened there. He was quite skilled at doing so and would know most of the story in a few seconds. If he wasn't allowed in, well he just stood and waited for the woman's denial. He didn't even seem to notice the blood on the woman, that or he didn't care. Either way, he was here and expecting.

Valkyrie was startled by the knocking, not really rough however, more like a next door neighbor coming to invite you to the street, for a moment, Valk hoped whoever knocking would go away but it simply persist so sadly it did not. If it was the cop's, she could get in trouble, nothing a good fist wouldn't solve but it would mean she'd have to move again and she really wasn't looking forward to that. "Just Give me a moment." Valk would call out, noting that her accent was a little stronger then normal, might have been the headache that annoyed her. Wobbling to the door while doing her best to fix her hair up, Valkyrie would open it the slightest to catch a look at who came to disturb her.

What she hadn't expected was the man himself to be their, Lucius Alba. She had a picture or two of him without the armor but he looked much more different she guessed in real life. Her eyes glossed over his face to catch details and one thing was that even if she said no. He could come in anyway so she opened the door more. "Make yourself home, I don't have any chairs so if you wish to sit their is a counter." She'd say as she moved away from the door, looking from him, to her photo wall to the window, a viable escape option. "Who may you be hunting for?" She'd ask, thinking it could have been the man she had here recently but a little nudge told her it could be her. And he just been let in by his prey but she had to squash down that little voice. Mumbling a quick take seven to help calm her nerves, She crossed her arms and waited for him.

Lucius looked around the room, shaking his head as if put out by kids messing up a room. Truly, what a sight this tore up apartment was. Not that he really cared about it, like at all, but then again he would have to stand here for a little while and that was an unpleasant thing. He was used to a more civilized living quarters. Nevertheless, he was here for something and there was no need to get side tracked. He looked at the wall with all the photos on it, interested. What did this woman want with Rise? If Thesis was out for information she had, she must have had something big. But then again it seemed like with the humans abrupt leave that it was the other way around.

"What did you want with Thesis? And, not that your a threat, but why in gods name do you have photos and clippings regarding Rise all over your wall? My intent was to ask the man similar questions regarding his own investigation, but you lost him just as i found his location. Such a pity i now have two people sneaking around that i need to question, though Thesis is likely the more competent one....." Lucius noted as he picked up random objects, looked them over, and tossed them away, some shattering on the wall and floor.

"Explain your relationship with the man and your intent regarding my organization, and I'll be on my way."

Valkyrie moved about the room, fixing things here and there that might have been disturbed as Lucius took inspection to the room, her eyes flashing at the man every once and a while to inspect him. When he spoke of a man called Thesis, she guessed it must have been the man she had in this room some time before this man's appearance, doe he earned a small frown when he said that she wasn't a threat but then again, that might have been true and she felt it best to answer truthfully.

"Well. I wanted information, something's that one couldn't get from... google. And the photo's is a hobbies, I take photo's of people and related that might seem to become a obstacle in what I have planned for the future." She'd respond before noticing that the man had went to picking up her things and throwing them about, her mind staring at one object before she'd race to catch it. Placing it safely down unlike the others he'd gotten to. "What type of forced evolution is it your. 'group.' Strives for?" Valkyrie would ask as she slithered to her fridge to grab herself another drink, maybe one she could finish to null the pain.