It Always Feels Like...

[crabcake]

Who: Rampage and Tarn. Maybe Spinister?
Where: In the city. Where you shouldn't be, Tarn
When: Probably after Tarn talks to Brainstorm about anti-Rampage weaponry
What: STALKING
Warnings: Horrible murderer stalks other horrible murderer so... who know



Tarn is in the city.

Rampage is pretty sure this isn't the first time since Tarn's banishment, but this time he knows for sure. Because he's here in the city and Tarn's spark is nearby, and he's not sure what to do about that. As much as he'd love to go pluck off the remainder of Tarn's fingers and devour them one-by-one, Sixshot has convinced him that hurting Tarn is a bad idea for reasons that have nothing to do with Tarn and everything to do with Sixshot and First Aid.

Sigh.

However, he doesn't necessarily need to hurt Tarn to bother him. In fact, he doesn't even have to interact directly with Tarn at all. What if he just creeps a little closer, being ever-so-silent and keeping behind his target... and just picks up a small rock and tosses it across the street to clatter around inside a broken storefront.

Making sure he's well-hidden, he stretches out his spark's senses and waits.

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[sparkwhisperer]

Tarn's spirits are high as he leaves Brainstorm's workshop. Things had gone exactly as he had hoped with minimal resistance from his new business associate. Leaving Spinister with Brainstorm, he is feeling confident enough that he can make it back to their shack with no problems.

His footsteps are light and quiet as he travels a hidden maze of alleyways and tiny side streets, holding the best chance to avoid contact with any of the city's inhabitants and remaining as discreet as possible.

Tarn hasn't gone far when a small noise clatters inside a storefront somewhere behind him. He instantly freezes, glancing around to pinpoint the source of the noise. Finding nothing, he brushes it off as the rubble probably settling. Tarn is a heavy frame type, perhaps the vibration in the ground had loosened something...