Running *Part One* I know when I'll die, do you? **All members please check post 3 for an announcement 6/26**

Iggy ripped the tissue from her grasp, his eyes shooting daggers towards her. He pressed the tissue down firmly on his own, soaking up most of the blood that had dissipated on his face. After most had been sopped up, he looked back to the female who had caused the damage. "I really don't give a crap," he told her, as soon as she spoke. "You don't lay a hurting hand on my sister, understood?" he spoke, with authority in his voice.

Izzi, however, didn't handle the situation as civil. "You do freaking realize that you could have caused some real damage, right?" she screamed at the female, her words muffled by the tissue. She pulled out her pocketknife, plucked out the blade, and cut some of the bandanna tied around a belt loop off. She gave it to Iggy, then cut herself a piece. She place it in her mouth, then, without putting her blade away, lunged at the female.

"IZZI!" Ig screamed, dropping the brightly colored bandanna. It floated down, down, down to the pavement below. He grabbed for his twin, but the pain in his lungs stopped him short and he fell flat on his bottom.

Dark Fairytales wrote:
(Anidori, officer, Beka's twin) I walked out of my office busily, brushing a few strands of my short black hair from my face. I couldn't wait for it to grow longer. I passed by my untouched bulletproof vest and went through the assortment of guns, picking one out carefully. I never wore a bulletproof vest, I didn't need one. When you know how Runners work as well as I do, you need no protection. After searching through millions of machine guns, I sighed and looked away.

Machine guns are too big and carry too much weight. My handy dandy nice and small black handgun would work just fine. I looked around to find someone to come do rounds with me, but nobody was in just yet. However, after a second glance around I did see Vaughn. I knew everyone in the office, not that they knew me personally. But I learned all of their past and searched through their files. It was my job. I walked up to him with a small smile. I wasn't one to speak, but I had to get better.

"Hey Vaughn. Do you mind doing rounds with me over the rooftops? I have a feeling some Runners are out doing no good, but some help never hurts right? Whattya say?" I asked him, taking out my handgun and flipping it around my fingers. Nobody in the office was comfortable with the fact that their Head Officer always went out with no protection and a simple handgun. But honestly, once they saw what I can do, they never asked questions.

(For Nova ^^)

I looked over at the new Runner who had joined our small grouping. "Eh, we kinda just found each other and we're just hangin'." I said, then gave the guy to my right a glance. Whatever his name was, his jaw seemed to be healing from our little shuffle and the girl's mouth seemed to lessen in bleeding.

"Temperance is the name, but you can call me temp." She said, shrugging. Her brown eyes burned over to the boy, wondering what had happened to his jaw. She glanced around, observing the rest. They seemed like runners, but Temp couldn't really be sure.She saw one girl sit down, so she set down herself. Jasper crawled out of the bag, Temp caught the snake and wrapped it around her arm.

OOc// I'll change my color to orange.

(Hey Cyn, ((suggestion)) Maybe Mirana can leave for some reason or another and go free running or something, then find my other Runner Mike? I feel like using him, but I think there are enough people on the building for now 0.o)
I nodded. "Nice to meet ya Temp." I said with a nod before returning my gaze to guy. "You sure you don't want help with that?" I asked, taking hold of another tissue and gently wiping it along his jaw. It was no longer bleeding, but instead a bruise was forming I notice that I dislocated his jaw, and would have to pop it back into place, so I gently put my hand on it. "It's dislocated. Want me to pop it back?" I asked him, giving a reassuring smile as if to say Don't worry, it won't hurt a bit.

(( Yeah, thats what I was thinking, thanks Cyn! ))

Dark Fairytales wrote: I nodded when Iggy spoke, in complete understanding. When the girl lunged I quickly grabbed the pocketknife out of her grasp with my left hand and grabbed both her wrists with my right. I kicked her legs gently yet powerfully enough to knock them from the ground and force her to fall. Then, I carefully lowered her arms so she would fall softly to the ground. I helped Iggy up, and gave the pocketknife to him.

"Sorry about that guys. Just thought I would have some fun." I said with a half smile. Then, turning my head toward the girl, I continued speaking. "Trust me, I held back a lot. I could of done a lot worse if I wanted to. I can control myself." That was about the most I have spoken to others in quite a while, so I was pleased with myself.

Then, I stood up and looked down at these two, finally deciding that they looked enough alike to be twins. "What are your names?" I asked, extending my arms palms up to help them to their feet.

Ig took the knife, popped the blade back inside and slipped it into his pocket. Iggy replied, flicking his bangs from his eyes with a small flick of the head, "I'm Iggy Brunsman," he told her. He rubbed his jaw, and, without a tear jerked, popped it back into place. He stood on his own, brushing her hand away, although he held out his to his sister. "You can call me Iggy, Ig, Bruns, Brunsman..I really don't care."

Izzi looked at the female. Ig had been right, about trusting this female. She let out a long sigh, then, opening her mouth, replied, "I'm Izzi Brunsman." She looked at Iggy. "You can call me Iz or Izzi. It doesn't matter to me," she said, pulling a long strand of hair away from her face. "As you can tell, we're twins," she told her. "What's your name?" she asked. She took Ig's hand, and stood up, looking at the girl.

Iggy nodded. "Beka Cooper." Beka Cooper..Beka Cooper...Beka Cooper...Where have I heard that before? Hmmph. His brain processed everything about her; her smile, her hair, the way she talked, what she said, and, most importantly, her name. And, just as it clicked, Izzi spoke.

"Beka Cooper!? You're like, a legend! You're number one on the top ten list of Runners!" Izzi squealed. "OMG! I never, ever thought I would meet someone like you, someone so brave and bold!" She smiled, giving her a large hug. She dropped her arms, stepped back, and beamed like an idiot.

Iggy returned the smile, beaming at Beka like a love-sruck idiot. Izzi exchanged glances with her twin. Neither of them could remember when they started Running, or, really, what for. They both knew that they're parents had been Runners since before the twins had been born. Izzi was becoming misty-eyed, thinking about their parents, so, comfortingly, he patted her on the back while he talked with Beka.

"We've been Runners, well..practically all our lives," he explained. He leaned in closer to Beka. "She's a little sensitive about the topic." He leaned away, and sighed. "Uhm, our parents were both Runners, since before we were born," he said. "We, kinda, lost them, when the government found out that we were Runners."

Izzi spoke, "They blew up our house." She nodded, blinking away tears. "Me and Iggy got out in time, but our parents did not." She sighed and leaned into her brother.

Iggy looked at Beka with slight disdain for making his sister weep. He then opened his eyes wide when he saw a tear roll down Beka's cheek. "Hey, hey," he said, using his other hand to pat her on the back. "What's the matter?" he asked, his voice soothing. Izzi was still quivering next to him, and he continued rubbing both their backs.

Izzi felt alone in the world, even with her brother sitting right next to her, trying to be comforting. She sighed, letting the last of her tears roll down her face, before looking up at her brother. He looked so much like their father, and that heaved more memories upon Izzi's shoulders. She leaned her head back into her brother's side and sobbed.