jelani

Since Sweeney was hanging around some of the major hubs in the Nexus, that was of course the places to start looking. This was the reason for the meetingplace Jelani had instructed Luci to meet her at.

It was a sort of outdoors bar in the Nexus, one that was very recognizable due to its location: under an ridiculously oversized pine tree.

The halfbreed was perched by the bar, sans disguise this time. All ghostly pale skin, markings and red eyes. She also had quite the number of blades stached on her person, along with a length of piano wire for garotting purposes.

Waiting, waiting.

Jelani had been drawing and discarding plans just about straight through the night, trying to come up with the perfect idea of when and where. While she could come up with a lot of different hunting grounds, they all seemed a bit... dull.

Well, maybe she was going about this the wrong way. After all, she hadn't even tried to get in touch with any of her partners in crime yet.


She was in the kichen when she called Luci, having her phone pressed to her ear by her shoulder since her hands were busy chopping onions.

Ring ring, Luci, you evil bitch.

It stank in the abandoned warehouse where Jelani was; of blood and burnt flesh and ripped out intestines. Soon it would be worse.

The bodies were everywhere, seemingly more of them than there actually were due to the state of them. Only one of eight was in one piece. The rest? Torn up and blown up all over the place.

The order for the hit had been to make it as gruesome as possible, so that was exactly what Jelani had done. To make it worse, a ninth mobster was still alive, strung up to chains that hung from the high ceiling and bleeding from where the halfbreed had shot him in the knee. Jelani briefly wondered what this place had been used for once upon a time, but she quickly decided that she didn't actually care. There was still the last part of the job to do. The contractor had demanded a tape. A snuff-movie, really. He wasnted to witness the death of at least one.

Well then, let's get creative. And also, let's show off.

First she clamped a cigarette between her lips and lit up, then she dug out her cell-phone and quickly texted a message. "Exhibit today and today only!" followed by a set of PINpoint co-ordinates.

Then she waited.

Noon. Jelani has hardly been up for even an hour at this point, but she's already bored out of her mind. She had gotten back only the day before, having tracked the suddenly depressed alternate of her father across what felt like half the universe. Safe to say, the last few weeks has sucked ass.

SO what to do, what to do? Sprawled out on her back on the couch, she starts going through the phonebook on her cell, hunting for a drinking-partner, someone to drag to bed, go out fighting with, just hang out with, or possibly a partner in crime.

...Grifter. Perfect! She pushes herself up to a sitting position and dials the number, thinking that if he doesn't answer or is busy doing something else, she'll have to kick his ass next time she sees him.

A tan was something Jelani never got, but that didn't mean that she didn't enjoy the sun from time to time. And hell, when you have a deserted island all you yourself, well...
It was certainly much more windy this time, which gave her an idea. Time to call sis Eire.

Another day, another city.
At was around lunch-time that Jelani pulled up and parked next to a small coffee-shop. She had been driving all night, and though not especially tired yet, her stomach was more or less screaming at her to get something to eat.

Inside was pure chaos. Packed as the place was, Jelani concidered leaving and finding another place to eat at, but then again, she has never shied away from chaos. So in she went.

Just as she walked past a pillar, a bunch of kids ran right into her. Momentarily off balance, she accidentaly smacked her arm againts the pillar. On this arm, she carried not only her PINpoint, but also the image inducier. For just a second, the holographic disguise flickered off, but luckily returned.

Snarling a few choice words to the kids and whomever may have spawned them, Jelani took her place in line.

It seems like a barren place. Rocks and cliffs as far as the eye can see. It's a strange light, a red sky with foreign constellations of stars. Three moons. No, they are not on earth. Well, at least the air is breathable.

Resting the rifle against her shoulder, Jelani takes another look at the small computer. She suddenly seems much more serious. "This way," she says, starting to walk.

Once again Jelani had no clue where she was, but she didn’t much care. Just another city somewhere. She rode down the streets slowly, looking around. Here and there she could see people fighting. It didn’t look like gang-wars or deals gone bad. It looked more like duels. Street-fighting.

She considered trying to pick a fight herself, but as the heavy beat from a club caught her attention, she realized that she was weary from the road and that a drink would be better at the moment. A place to spend the night would also be a good idea, as would locating a workshop in the morning. There was a sound coming from the bike that she didn’t quite like.

She parked the Harley nearby and ventured into the club. With the holographic inducer that she had gotten from Kurt earlier, she looked like a normal girl and thus blended in nicely.

Going up to the bar, she rested her arms on the surface and waited to catch the attention of the bartender.

A PINpoint later, Axel and Jelani arrive outside a guest house. It's towards the side of a beautiful and well-kept garden, with a large chateau a short distance away.

"Make yerself at home," she says and goes inside. It's pretty swanky inside, but all the guns all over the place makes it look like some sort or armory.

And there's not just a few bottles of alcohol, apparently. There's crates of it stacked up near the door.

Jelani spent a day in tears after running into the Daleks. Oh, how guilty she felt. How ashamed. It was like a veil had been lifted from her eyes and she could for the time see clearly what she had done. All those nights in shady bars, ending in her trashing the place and dragging some poor man or woman home to bed. And all those she had killed! They were so many! She couldn’t even count them all.

She didn’t go home. In her mind, her parents were now the most sinful people in existence. Well, maybe not just in her mind, but that’s beside the point.

PINpointing to earth in a random dimension, she located a monastery. She didn’t really think about where she was, but it was at the Mississippi Abbey in Iowa where she ended up. There, she begged the abbess to be taken in, crying frantically about how much evil she had done, but how she had now seen the light and how she must do what she could to atone for all her wrongdoings.
The abbess was with all right a bit weary about this overly pale girl, but allowed her to stay, at least for a few days.

Jelani was situated in a guest-house for the time being. The first day she spent in the chapel. Now, Jelani was not exactly religious even after her exposure to the pink light red Kryptonite, but she did her best at praying. She refused to eat, saying that she didn’t deserve to.
The second day she was allowed to help the sisters with their candy-making. At dinnertime, the sisters managed to convince Jelani to eat, as she had helped them during the day.

Jelani thought herself beyond saving, but she made a vow to herself that she would try. If nothing else, perhaps she could help someone in the world.

That night, the effects of the Kryptonite wore off.

In a rare show of mercy, she gave the sisters five minutes to get themselves and any artifacts that they could grab out of harm’s way. Then she reduced the place to a crater.

So I saw people putting up soundtracks. And a sheep as I am, I decided to follow.
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A beach-party in the middle of winter? You'd think it would be cold, but the temperature is more like that of a summer night with the way all the bonfires and lights warm up the beach. It looks like some big rock-festival is about to happen. But, no; Jelani is having a party.

There are pits dug out; small arenas for fights. Food and drink of every kind in abundance, cooks working on roasting a wide variety of animals over open fires.

What the school-busses that are lined up side to side and waiting to be set aflame is for is anyone’s guess. Well, the ramps that have been built on either side could be a hint.

Right in the middle of it all is a large stage, with people dancing. And taking their clothes off. What party would be complete without strippers?


People are flowing in from a portal, quite a lot of them. Friends of Jelani, or acquaintances, or just people she randomly invited? Who knows? But the party is definitely getting started.



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The room Jelani PINpoints them to is pretty damned swanky and high-class. Not really what you would expect from a rough-talking badass girl like her. But, hey, it does have a big bed.