As expected. More of those robots showed up to try and capture him as soon as he got his hands on that flashdrive. Did they succeed? No.

Hunter. No questions asked.

❝I will. Take care.❞ Oscar then started walking off, before using his thunder abilities to break off into a sprint. Whoever this group was, they picked the wrong tiger to mess with.

❝The classic hunter's move? Hm.❞ He'll think about it. ❝Whatever my next move may be, I just hope it'll be the right one. Thank you, again, for helping me.❞

❝And I'll start making that up to you. Until then, I'll try to get more information about the group hunting my Society down. By force, if needed.❞

Oscar would look at the flashdrive in his hand, then he would pocket it. ❝I'll look at the other files in my own time. Thank you, for checking it for me.❞

A growl came from the tiger. But no anger would come out. But what Ross said intrigued him. ❝And what "right people" do you speak of?❞

Just by looking into Oscar's eyes as he was handed the flash drive, Ross could see that it was taking everything the tiger had to not crush the drive in his hand. That electrifying rage... oh, and the sparks bouncing off his fur. Guess it's literal.

Get launch day Reaper Sniper Rifle'd bozo-

❝Y-Yes, I've... I've seen enough.❞ They were watching Oscar all this time. And all of this time he was none the wiser... ❝I'll have to get ready soon. Ready for...❞ Ready for what? Even he didn't know.

A bit was an understatement. Seeing those files all tied under him. It was horrifying. ❝Scheiße...❞ was all the tiger could say. He looked through each one of them. One contained his vitals. Others contained his connections. One even contained footage of him fighting off the Greek gods and -

Breathe in. Breathe out. ❝Try each name of the Society's members, including my own.❞

❝One of these files... any of them... ONE has to have answers-!❞ The tiger only thought that he as being hunted down. And yeah, he didn't like the other two as much as he tolerated Nisha, but the thought to them being hunted by... whoever was hunting him... He just started to look through random -

Oscar was just seeing red. Nisha... That poor girl was just beginning to build a life for herself... ❝Was it because we were tied to the gods...? Did they kill her because she was a threat...?❞

Strained.

Looking at the screen, that uneasy feeling grew bigger and bigger... One file caught his attention. Helios. ❝That one.❞ If Ross were to open it, he'd get the whole history of Reality UN-88, of how a power similar to the Zero Point was present there, and how it tied to Pandora's Box and the -

❝Just anything about the people after me. The more information on who's after me, the better.❞ He's got an uneasy feeling about this...

The tiger was almost caught in a web of thoughts before Ross caught his attention. ❝Right.❞ was all he said before he pulled out the flashdrive from his pocket, hoping it would give them answers. As Ross took it, he'd notice a strange symbol on it...

Huh. That... made the tiger respect the raptor. He kind of had a similar upbringing, that got him noticed by (his) the Society. The riches were way too tempting for a young Oscar at the time...

❝So you're a businessman as well?❞ Looking towards th range, the tiger really wishes he had his signature gun about now, but he had to leave that behind due to... reasons. ❝And yet you took up bounty work anyway?❞

A chuckle escaped the tiger. His loss. Entering the hangar, he would have a look around at what the raptor was working with. It certainly reminded him of what the Underground worked with while they were trying to combat the threats to Helios... ❝Impressive...❞ he'd mutter to himself.

❝To steal it?❞ he'd joke. ❝But in seriousness, I wouldn't give him up for the world. I didn't then, I never would now.❞ He'll leave out the part where he was forced to go into hiding before this. Waiting for the doors to unlock, Oscar would step out of the car.

⇲❝...I will pay for my Transgressions...❞ ⇲ ⇥ ┃ #BSKYRP #MVRP #DCRP #MarvelRP ┃✑ ◖↻ ⇆ ♡◗

With the garage being close in sight, Oscar steeled himself for what was going to be on that file. But the mention of keeping Derek close... ❝I will. He's had to deal with me for this long, so I'm not letting him go. Ich liebe ihn zu sehr, um das zu tun.❞

-! So much for keeping that a secret. ❝One week, huh? Just... me and you.❞ No worries. No stress. Just spending time with Derek. Time that was overdue.

❝Hm, he's anything but inefficient.❞ Oscar smirked as well. ❝His name is Derek. We met when I wss still a part of the Society, and now? I guess you can say he takes care of me now.❞ A chuff escaped the tiger.

❝Exactly. I know he can take care of himself, and he's turned into quite the hunter with my help. It's just... What I had to fend off recently might be too much for him. If he got hurt, or worse... I don't think I would forgive myself.❞ D'aww. He cares.

Oscar would get inside of the passenger's seat of the truck, listening carefully. ❝So you had a human partner? Glad I'm not the only one nowadays. Still, I hope things turn out okay for both of you moving forward from this.❞

❝At least he gave things a chance. That's good, right?❞ He's trying to be supportive. Not everyday you get to hear someone's previous relationships and how they went.

|| but I'm broke-

❝Sounds like things didn't go well between you two.❞ Rather than the usual suit, he'd just have on the plad button up shirt and jeans (thanks Derek!). He's not going without his weapon belt though.

❝Nicht einmal ich weiß es...❞ German for even he didn't know. Valeria often did questionable things, but he never dared ask why. He trusted her back then. Without a single thought opposed. That changed with the day the gods arrived and she ran off with her diamond boyfriend.

Oscar's Society is what you get when you give rich people power. Simple enough. However, upon hearing the name Griffin, the tiger would scowl. ❝Ugh, that clown? Don't even know *why* Valeria insisted he be a part of the Society.❞

❝I got that feeling too when I used to work for the Society. Tracking the Underground's movements was...❞ Focusing back on the task at hand. Can't dwell on the past now. ❝Anyways, lead the way. I'll be on the lookout.❞

❝How long will it take?❞ Oscar would adjust his gloves for a bit. His fingers had some bruises, but it was nothing he couldn't recover from.

And something told the tiger that if he were ti ever tell Ross no, he wouldn't take it lightly. Almost reminded him of a certain blue haired girl... The tiger would pull out a flashdrive from his pocket. ❝I managed to snag this off of one of them. Think your system could run it?❞

❝I have. And I might need to leave soon. The people that want me aren't to be trifled with.❞

❝Speaking of danger. I tried to find answers on my own.❞

I didn't grow up a Society brat, like Nisha and Hope. I fought for everything I got. I earned it. First on the streets. Then in the ring. Then in The Society. And whatever comes next... 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤.

❝I still carry them around, as a keepsake. But I have upgraded to knives since then.❞

❝Hm. Reminds me of the knuckles I used to carry around when I was on the streets.❞

"You know the deal."

He's pulling his machete out of another robot mook that tried hunting him down. Recently, he'd been trying to find answers as to who was hunting him down, only for the answers to find him. He can't tell Derek about this, that'd be putting him in danger. Ross might curse him out, and that's -

❝Is this some way of asking me out on a date? Like the other times you've managed to slip it in?❞

❝One of those gift shops. I figured I should get something for you, as an apology for being away so long.❞

❝I got you something too. It's in my pocket. I just hope I didn't get any blood on it.❞ If Derek were to check, it would be a cute charm of a cat with sunglasses on.

❝Prey that thought they could be the predator.❞ Chuckle, and soon after, a grunt of pain.

Kiss. And soon laying down, revealing some bandaged up wounds.