D/A/R/K Štäïńš on the :W:a:l:l: (open)

[Light]

The agent had quickly backed away from him at his sudden outburst. Dear god--what was that thing?! Her face was one of fear under the helmet, her hand over her chest as she tries to stop herself from screaming out in panic. She lowers her hand and slides her gun back in its holster. She pulls up her sleeve and discreetly swipes her finger over her watches touchscreen. When she finishes setting the speakers on her helmet to record she yanks her sleeve back down over the watch and stiffly watches Ick.

[deepwallow]

Ick continues his swaying, his movements almost like dancing, as his tentacles swayed with him. As the song ended, he walked up to the strange device, poking at it curiously as it switched the "Mighty Mighty Man". Ick flinched back, his mouth coming out again, as he let out another one of his hisses, but this the not as loud and he calmed down faster, swaying once again to the music and almost forgetting about the agent

[Light]

She takes more steps back towards the stairs she had come up by. She would leave and report back to HQ while it was preoccupied and had seemed to have forgotten about her.

[deepwallow]

As she stepped back, however, she made a slight crack noise on something at had fallen to the floor. Ick turned per and looked at her for a few tense seconds before her turned back to the radio and continued his swaying. Now would be a good time to escape!

[Light]

Rounding on her heel, the agent briskly turns and hurries down the stairs. Chance is a pain in the a** to those who ignore it!

[deepwallow]

Ick doesn't follow her, the dark stains from his hand and tentacles are all over to place like a terrible reminder to her about what was up there. What was behind her

[Light]

She nervously bursts out of the warehouse and stumbles a few feet away from the door. She falls onto her hands and knees and shakes off her helmet trying to come to terms with that. That MONSTER in there. The one that could be dancing one moment and then making someone s**t themselves the next.

[deepwallow]

"Whoa! You alright?" some one asked. It was some homeless looking guy who had been walking down the street, but now he hurried over to see if this stranger was ok.

[Light]

She blinks her eyes clearing away the dizzy feeling in her head. "Uh--yes. I am." she straightens up and pushes herself up from the ground unsteadily. "It's best if you don't linger in this area sir."

[deepwallow]

"You went in there? Eh, I advise against doing it again. I knew some fellers that went in there once, they did. They haven't come out since." He warned. "But I ain't sticking around here much either. Cya lady." He said before hurrying off

[Light]

She purses her lips in thought and narrows her eyes. "That's right..." where had the men that went in gone off to? She didn't see them while she was inside...

[deepwallow]

Time warp to her return there or yada?))

[Light]

( To her return is fine XD )

The agent slowly pokes her head back into the ruined warehouse, her fingers gripping the door. Her objective this time was to try and find the missing hunters that went inside.

[deepwallow]

The first floor remained much the same, though a thin layer of dust rested now on everything. The dark stains remained eerily, reminding her of what awaited her within.

[Light]

She takes in a deep breath, filling her chest with air before going inside. Her presence disturbs the loose dust, making it float up into the air and dance around in the dim light. The agent keeps a hand under her jacket where her gun was secured, and she uses her other hand to turn on the heat signature seeker on her glasses.

[deepwallow]

Witht he heat seeker on, she could see now that the stains from Ick gave off a slight heat even now. Strange…. There was a crashing noise and a fear-filled scream from somewhere in the stairway.

[Light]

She jabs the button roughly and starts running towards the stairs. Would she make it in time? Judging from the distance; if this thing was any normal person she might--but this was an alien. A strange, unknown initity with an unconfirmed past of killing people.

[deepwallow]

The scream was ubruptly cut off. All along the walls as she decended there were bullet holes and dark stains everywhere and it got much much darker from the lights being destroyed. The door she reached was blasted off its hinges and lay on the ground a few feet away. The light had been smashed so the room was pitch black, but there was some sort of strange noise coming from inside that she couldn't quite place

[Light]

The agent grabs a small orb and turns it over in her hands. She presses a button on it and rolls it across the floor, a light beaming out of it after a few seconds of rolling towards where the sound was.

[deepwallow]

The light shone on a late black Figure and Ick turned his head toward the sudden light and gave off his terrible hiss as one tentacle wizzes as slapped the orb out of her hand and to the floor. In the moment she had seen him, it was apparent he was holding something