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Post by JAMES MANSFIELD on Mar 28, 2017 17:37:27 GMT -5
Sometimes their job was to take down a member of those Sailor girls. Other times their job was to assassinate a high priority political target. Today their job was to steal a ring. Yeah. A ring. From the famous Nobunaga Oda Five Star Luxury Hotel. A real change of pace. How much where they getting paid for this one? Oh yeah, nothing. Loyalty sucked.
James understood why the ring was available. Yes it was a supposed relic of magical powers that had once belonged to the legendary goddess Nu Wa. But still, really? Stealing a ring? This was the kind of action he had signed up for? No less with a partner. Oh god, they needed two people to steal a damn piece of jewelry. Was this for real? James had better things to do with his time, but ugh. Sometimes.
His partner was some kid, not even old enough to drink. James didn't even catch the name. All he remembered was the instructions to show up at the grand lobby early, wearing a masquerade mask. Some kind of party being held by the bearer of the ring, Minister Fumio Kishida to entertain guests visiting from Northern Europe. He of course had arrived early in his dashing, form fitting Armani suit. He had taken a spot leaning against the wall quietly, watching the guests wander about.
Through his decorated party mask he could tell his partner hadn't arrived yet. It wasn't hard for James to read the difference between a civilian and a fellow corrupted. It was annoying, he didn't like to be late. Besides, if they got the ring early he could actually spend some time here at the party. It was supposed to be in the minister's hotel room on the fourth story. He doubted there would be much security up there, so the task didn't seem too hard. Yet.
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Mar 28, 2017 20:41:05 GMT -5
Post by KIRA HIMOJI on Mar 28, 2017 20:41:05 GMT -5
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A ring. A gods damned ring? This was what his leader had in mind? Usually, it was to to subjugate the meager mortals for their energy to feed to their almighty Lord. Usually, they had to do battle with those wretched Sailor Senshi who insisted upon getting in their way time and again with their "love" and "justice". Usually, they were sent to assassinate high priority targets in order to further sew the seeds of chaos and despair within the hearts of the weak. But this? They had to steal a ring that allegedly belonged to an ancient goddess from times of old. All the powers of darkness at his disposal, and his leader subjects him to petty thievery... Sometimes being a corrupted simply was not worth the nuances that came with it...
And as though to add insult to injury, Kira was to work with a partner. Gods, he actually had to work with one of his... dare he say... "peers"? Chaos forbid that he could simply borrow a Youma, drain the humans of their energy and steal the ring all on his own and it would all be said and done. But no, no. This time he had to work with someone. Gods, the very thought made the young man want to wretch and writhe from the migraine it was bringing. It was one thing to have a Youma participate, as he usually took the reins and did most of the work himself while the demon simply delivered the end results. But he had very little faith in them as it was, and even less in the mortals he had to work with, despite them being capable of cognitive thought - unlike the lesser beings that served them.
Well, whatever. He had his orders, and he would fulfill them to the letter and then some. He was told to find his partner who would be wearing some masquerade mask. Seriously? A tacky mask was supposed to be the hint? Couldn't he just blend in like everyone else and wear a simple tux or something? Despite such thoughts, he was told it was a party being thrown by one Minister Fumio Kishida of Northern Europe - the man bearing the ring who was going to such great lengths to make it as glamorous as possible, judging by all of the people dressed in expensive suits, dresses, jewelry and the like. In short, the meager mortals were going out of their way to look far more extravagant than they were probably truly worth. Although, it did spark an idea in Kira's mind.
The doors opened and in he walked, dressed in his low-cut silken black shirt with matching sarouel pants, a white shawl draped around his shoulders. Golden bands adorned his arms, as well as a matching necklace with a ruby planted in the middle of its golden metal. Upon his face was a black mask with golden accents, shaped like the head of a king cobra snake. Confidence. Wealth. Power. That was the concept behind his appearance as such. Then again, he always exuded such traits in this outfit, minus the mask of course. Heads turned, if not giving brief glances, then certainly earning the looks and stares of those who were almost 100% certain that they were in the potential presence of royalty. What a silly idea, honestly. Kira, a royal figurehead? Now that would certainly be the day. Though of course, being an actor on the side certainly helped to give off that "royal air", and even earned himself certain glances from a few men who were neglecting attention to the women accompanying them. A slight sashay of the hips, a tender kiss blown to them before offering a playful wave of the fingers as he soon approached the man who radiated that "darkness" which smelled very much of his own.
Red eyes flashed up at the man who was to be his literal partner-in-crime, arms raising to rest behind his head as he leaned against the wall beside him, soon turning back to face the crowd who had gone back to their own devices. "I don't suppose you have an idea on how to go about this?" he inquired, his voice coming out like a hiss, very much akin to the mask he was hiding his face behind. "Because I'll have you know now, that while I might be efficient at my work, I tend to get a little... messy."
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Post by JAMES MANSFIELD on Mar 29, 2017 15:16:56 GMT -5
James knew it was him as soon as he walked in. No not walked, literally waltzed in looking like he had stepped off a theater production of One Night in Arabia. No pun intended. James let out a heavy sigh. What was it about being inconspicuous that was so hard for these kids? They weren't here to have a party, at least not yet anyway.
Well this was it. James took a deep breath, this was his partner and now he was leaning there beside him like they were long time friends. Dumb, James wanted no part of this guy. If it was up to him he would have gone upstairs already, leaving the poor sap to wander aimlessly in the halls. All the glory for himself, like he very much deserved.
"Look, I don't know who you are. Just don't get in my way. I don't need dead weight slowing me down." His tone was could and he didn't even bother looking at the guy, much less at that costume store of a mask. "Simple task, get up there, get the ring. Leave."
He turned, leaving his stance against the wall to head for the elevator. There was no time to be wasted here. The sooner he got this done the sooner he could get rid of this kid. What was that bit about a mess? Disgusting. "Keep it in your pants kid, this is strictly business."
As he walked forward James couldn't help but make the slightest grimace on his normally stoic face. Really, they couldn't have found him a pretty lass or something, maybe someone who liked to wear short shorts and low cut tops? "Fucking amateurs..." The words were muttered under his breath once James felt that he was sufficiently far enough for the guy to hear. It wasn't his fault he couldn't keep up. Poor kid shoulda just stayed at home.
A button press. An elevator ding. The doors opened wide.
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Mar 29, 2017 17:48:46 GMT -5
Post by KIRA HIMOJI on Mar 29, 2017 17:48:46 GMT -5
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Right off the bat, Kira was met with hostility. He could tell right away that this man was not one to typically work with others, let alone work well with them. Something they had in common. Well, that and serving under Chaos. But that was where their similarties ended. From then on, it would be a matter of whether or not the other was worth acknowledgement of each other. The man would soon make his way towards the elevator, Kira walking after as he passed glances towards the men who could not help but meet his gaze as they passed. While his attired did not speak of subtlety, it exuded a power that the young man was more than happy to flaunt - the capability to entrance those with a weak mind. This was not a power that he was granted by his Vice, but rather something that simply happened. Being born with generous genetics often came with such distracting perks.
A button pushed. The doors opened. In they stepped. The doors closed. He couldn't help but snicker beneath his mask, his ears catching the faint, but evident mumblings of his "partner" practically cursing Kira and their overall situation. But the sooner they both got this done, the sooner they could be rid of each other. But in the meantime, he would relish what little time they had together, perhaps see if he could push a few more buttons here and there. "My my~ such hostility. Of course, I can understand all too perfectly. You prefer to work alone, and here you are, working a meager robbery, and with someone younger than you at that." His snickering was very snake like with the few hisses here and there, those red eyes leering up at the man from behind the mask as he flashed a toothy grin before pushing a button. The box began to move upward, which meant for Kira, that it was time to stretch.
"About my earlier statement... I believe you might have a misunderstanding of me." The lights above the doors indicated that they were nearing their destination. The time act was drawing to the opening curtain, and Kira was going to make sure that he was the one standing tall in the spotlight. For the time being though, he squat down low to the floor, letting out low, slow breath that sounded more of a snake-like hiss, his shadow stirring slightly beneath him. "Then again, it doesn't really matter what you think. All things pale in the face of the grand scheme of things, no matter how much of a nuisance they may prove to be."
A sinister chuckle slipped past his lips, which he allowed his tongue to gingerly trail over. Ruby-red hues flickering with bloodlust as he flexed his fingers before closing them into a fix, his joints giving audible popping sounds as the elevator began to slow down to a stop, the doors slowly opening. What awaited them from beyond, he had to wonder, standing upright before holding his arms out in a... "humble" gesture to his "partner". "After you, o' partner of mine."
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Post by JAMES MANSFIELD on Mar 30, 2017 1:16:48 GMT -5
What was it about elevators that made people so eloquent. He was completely silent, normal for James but his partner, or, this kid, had other ideas. The entire ride he spoke which in all honesty, James couldn't have cared less to hear. Unfortunately the music inside wasn't loud enough, if there was any playing at all. He had to bear the entire, coy sounding monologue. Stuck up kids, what was this generation coming to?
He was saved by the ding of the elevator, the doors sliding open to reveal the hallway of the eight floor. Although the minister's bodyguards stayed at the penthouse suite, James knew that the minister himself was actually housed in a simple room for his protection under a disguised name. The room number he had retrieved from the front desk, hidden away in a note in his chest pocket. He'd take a look when that spoiled snake charmer wasn't looking. Didn't need that falling into his hands.
Turning he faced his partner for the first time that night, a small smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. "You're right partner. Why do alone what we can do together?" His eyes pierced coolly through his mask. Steadily the older man backed out of the elevator, his smile locked onto his fellow corrupted. "It's a shame, you haven't even told me your name."
Standing just outside the doors James stopped, silently watching for a moment. It really was something this guy had on. Seemed expensive too. Hopefully he had insurance against fire because, well...
"By the way. Sorry that the elevators out of service. Hopefully they get it fixed soon."
With the same cold smile he reached out with a hand, flames darting forth from his fingertips as he touched the button pad on the outside. Immediately the system sparked, the wiring inside catching the blaze as smoke poured out of the control panel. What followed two seconds after was the number pad inside unleashing a loud bolt of electricity, the electric panels frying from the intense heat.
James stood firmly in front of the entrance, blocking the exit with his frame just long enough for the doors began closing, smoke filling the chamber. "Oh my name is James alright? And I'm single, but hey. You won't get a chance to call me." Always promoting his bachelor status.
The sprinklers came on overhead as he turned. He didn't care what happened in there. He knew security would be alerted, but not to the right place. The boy was so cocky, let him figure his way out himself. The doors weren't locked. It wasn't serious, mostly. He just wanted to put him behind a little.
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Post by KIRA HIMOJI on Mar 30, 2017 18:06:27 GMT -5
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The stoic hostility on the man's face had suddenly changed, already putting Kira on alert. Red eyes watched the man as he turned to face him, steadily backing his way out of the elevator as he passed a sneer of a smile towards the young man. Finally those words of the elevator now being "out of service" came. Oh boy, as though he hadn't seen this coming. How was the man going to go about preventing Kira from leaving, the boy wondered? Ruby hues darted down to see flames spark forth from the man's fingertips and igniting the button panel on the outside, which then had coursed its way through the wiring and ignited the panel inside the box. Electricity sparked and cracked before igniting a fire within, the smoke clouding the box as the doors slowly closed. Oh, and his name was James, was it? Now he had a name to replace with "idiot" as he heard the alarms suddenly blaring.
"Yare yare... he had to go on and make a scene about it. And here I thought he actually wanted to do this in a timely manner..." he grumbled, his shadow soon rising upward before he took it within his grasp - the shadowy blackness soon shaping itself into a physical object, black as night. A scimitar by shape, and by the time it had completely formed, looked as though it could be equally sharp. But as the saying goes, "looks can be deceiving". Within two seconds, the sound of something sharp cleaving through steel could be heard directly behind James, evidence being four clean cuts just a smidgen smaller than the elevator doors themselves being seen, if the man bothered to check. The sword then began to take on another shape, followed by low, yet angry hissing. His shadow now shaped itself into Kira's favorite form - a trio of giant serpents which then proceeded to barrel themselves against the doors, effectively breaking them out of place, and quite possibly into the boy's supposed "partner".
Whether James was still in front of the doors by then or not didn't matter to him. Right now, Kira had gone from his callous, arrogant banter to cold and angry. Very much how it was if one approached a king cobra that was not fond of unwanted attention, be it man or beast. The serpents slithered their way back behind Kira as he stepped out of the box, now even more annoyed as the sprinkler systems had gone off. Great. Now he was angry and wet. Not exactly a scenario he was fond of. At this point, he didn't even bother looking at James as he spoke. "How fucking childish does one have to be to pull a stunt like you just did? We could have simply done the job and been fine. Quick in. Get the ring. Then get out. But no, no~ You had to try whipping your non-existent piece out, didn't you? Fucking amateur..."
It wasn't long until several men in tuxedos and shades showed up, each wielding a pistol in hand, one actually being dumb enough to shout out "Freeze!" as most mortals did. Always yelling first before taking any action. Though, Kira saw this as an opportunity to take out his aggravations upon these morons, even if he was going to feign playfulness for but a moment. The shadowy serpents had already long since retreated to their base position beneath him, the boy's hands raising up slowly beside his head, charging dark energies at his fingertips. "Hai, hai... we surrender. Please don't kill us!"... is what you'd want me to say, right? Sorry. But that won't happen." His arms soon stretched outward before firing off bullets of darkness at each of the supposed bodyguards. Naturally, amidst their confusion, they attempted to either move out of the way, or fire at them, but with no result. As soon as the bullets made impact, they'd each fall to the floor writing in pain from the effects which Kira's powers took upon them. No true injuries, but they would feel a burning sensation comparable to taking an actual bullet, or being infected by a vicious poison.
Kira walked forward, like a predator slowly stalking upon its fallen prey, a smile slowly curling upon his lips despite the silent rage that could be seen burning in his ruby-red hues. Now that these so-called "guards" had been felled, he could waltz his way into the suite and take what they had come for. However, a hand had reached out and grabbed Kira by the ankle, one of the fallen guards still attempting to fight despite the amount of pain he was feeling. Admirable. But foolish. Before the man could utter even a syllable, shadowy tendrils rose from Kira's shadow and swept across all of them before returning... limbs and hands rising a few feet before falling to the pristine floor, now staining it with the crimson fluids that spilled out everywhere. "Don't ever touch me. Disgusting vermin..."
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Mar 31, 2017 18:15:22 GMT -5
Post by JAMES MANSFIELD on Mar 31, 2017 18:15:22 GMT -5
A few interesting sounds from behind his back, no the doubt the elevator suffering most of the damage. Poor thing, sturdy mechanical help was to hard to find these days. He was of course positioned ready. Oh come now, James didn't think he was here to kill the poor kid. Just, to add some excitement to an otherwise dull day.
The sprinkler system did well in hiding his actions and he stood in a corner calmly, smirking at the very wet looking dog that excited the smoking chamber. How cute, he was flirting. James didn't respond, because well, he for one was never the one to do the dirty work and a politely dressed gentleman like him was surely just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Evident when all of the security turned their guns not on him.
Perfect. As annoyed as he was, there was no doubt in his mind that his partner would be more than capable of handling a few common mortals. It gave him adequate time to do what he wanted. James never acted without a plan, it was foolish to trust your instincts only.
As the battle outside dissipated, James appeared again, this time standing outside the doorway of of the Minister's suite, the door properly locked behind him. The same cool smile was on his face as he watched the action villain of the way approach. "Must you be so...toxic? You know that's going to be a pain to get out of the wallpaper."
He was not a fan of the water spewing from the ceilings and watched in amusement as they subsided, the smoking elevator relieved of it's burning agony. The entire hallway looked like a bloodbath, literally. Was nothing new for him to witness.
It was, almost charming how James felt about his partner. If every mission played out this, then he'd have a lot more entertainment in his life. Still he was cautious of the threat of new enemies appearing. Sure the ones on this floor was disabled, but that didn't mean the ones located on the first floor weren't busy running up the stairs.
"I don't think the stairwells are an option, nor is the elevator, so any ideas Prince Aladdin?" He couldn't contain the grin that showed on his face, luckily his mask covered the majority of the pleased expression. "Friendly tip? Next time you have a goal in mind, make you actually get it. And try not to leave too many bodies behind, yes?"
The smile on James' face grew into a cocky smirk as he raised his left hand, the rare gemstone shining from its pedestal on his ring finger. Silly violence was one thing, but getting the job done was another. What if he had utilized his partner's more...aggressive side? All was fair in love and war.
"I hope you stop making kissy faces at me and make up your mind quick. There's a glass of wine somewhere calling my name."
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Apr 3, 2017 14:58:24 GMT -5
Post by KIRA HIMOJI on Apr 3, 2017 14:58:24 GMT -5
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"First of all..." Kira quickly quipped, having followed James into the suite and making his way over to the mini bar, popping open a bottle of red wine and pouring it into a glass. He wasn't truly paying James that much attention at this point, save for merely responding to all of his huff-and-puff of a banter right now. "You were the one who disabled the elevator, thus, alerting the guards of our presence, like the buffoon I expected you to be. Second, I'm the one cleaning up your mess, so I'll deal with it however I see fit. And third..." he trailed off before slowly consuming half of the contents within the glass before turning an eye towards his partner with an unimpressed expression. "...You're not actually so stupid as to believe our target would just leave the ring here for you to prance out of the building with unguarded, are you? Oh wait... you already put it on. Yeah. You definitely are..."
It were almost as though it happened like clockwork, a buzzer sounding before steel plates began draw downwards to a close, blocking off the main entrance, and any of the windows leading back out into the hallway. More men in black suits began filing in, each wielding either some manner of an auto-rifle, or even a katana, of all things. These men were different from the guards before. Those guys could have been considered regular security. These men however? Kira could easily discern them as Yakuza. This certainly became more interesting rather quickly. Their ring bearer felt the need to bring in Yakuza in order to keep the ring safe. But as Kira had stated before, there was no way he was dumb enough to leave it behind for a delusional moron like James to simply waltz in, snatch it up, then waltz right out.
A groan escaped his lips as he heard the guns cocking, feeling a steel blade resting its edge upon the side of his neck. But as opposed to normal people, he was not fazed by this. Instead, he took the glass and continued to drain the rest of his glass. Before setting it down to pour himself another. The only thing he would have to say to all of this before the "boss" made their appearance? "Fucking amateur..."
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