Amy pulled herself up off of the ground and said a soft goodbye to Alleshia. She left the graveyard with her hands in her pockets as she headed towards her job. As she walked she put her orange hair up into a high pony tail. She worked as a waitress at a small little cafe which was her only source of income

Surprisingly enough, Wes didn't even flinch at the smell of the man's breath and was actively smiling, but not showing any teeth. He was just the kind of person who could take in the negative qualities of others without a single complaint. Likely because he himself was more 'negative' than 'positive' even though he didn't look or act it. He took the seat across from the man and leaned on the little table between them. From his breath, Wes could tell that he was either drunk off his ass, didn't brush his teeth, or both. Probably both, if the glimpses of the man's teeth betrayed anything.

"I understand you're a man who knows how to get things," Wes said in a sneaky-sort of voice, quoting a movie he had seen sometime before. The quote still applied - the dude was technically distributing contraband.

Lexie tried not to laugh at how cliched that line sounded, but then was surprised when it actually seemed to work.

"Sure kid, I know how to get plenty of things. Got something specific in mind eh?" The man asked, seeming pleased at the sudden appearance of business.

Something touched her shoulder, and she turned, finding herself looking at the attendant. The small girl shook her head quietly, and gestured to a door behind her. Lexie paused for a moment, wondering exactly what Elizabeth wanted, which only made her gesture to the door again, seeming annoyed. The weapon made a split second decision, and quietly followed, reasoning that both of them were capable of fighting by themselves, and if Wes needed her, he could ring her. Behind her, the door clicked shut.

"Hmm? Bye Lex!" Wes waved before turning back to the unscrupulous fellow before him. The man was definitely more a business man than a fighter, from what Wes could tell. Though he shouldn't let his guard down, after all this guy was selling Kishin Eggs. There was still that chance that he was the one who obtained them himself, and given his own luck, that was probably the most likely case. Measuring up enemies was also probably useless, given that very same luck. Not like it would stop him from trying.

A gun was loaded in Wes' mind.

"Yes, actually," Wes answered with a smile and a slight head tilt before saying in a much more quiet voice, "I hear you're the one selling the souls. My partner and I were sent to hunt you down, but I'm sure we can come to an... agreement."

Amu quickly finished her shift at the cafe and she headed to her apartment to get changed so she could and Matt could go on an mission. Out of their friends the two were highly good at defeating kishin eggs and didn't go out on missions much as their other friends did.

The man grinned. "I thought that might be what you were after kiddo. However, if you two were sent 'ere on a job, you'd better prove you wouldn't double cross me eh? Otherwise we just can't do business."

***

As soon as the door shut, Lexie spun around to demand answers, but the young girl put a finger on her lips, and lead her into another room at the end of the hallway, which only became visible after they approached it. It was reasonably empty, except for a couple of crates, and a large vat that was covered, but a foul smell seeped from it. Elizabeth sat herself down on one of the crates.

"So, Lexie Rivers huh? I had a feeling you and your partner Wes would show up eventually... after all, you don't have any souls collected do you?" Lexie felt herself flush at that statement, but remained quiet. "Anyway, I can get you what you need darling, provided that you leave me be of course. So, how many do you want?"

The weapon remained silent for a moment, then switched the topic. "If you're the one actually selling Kishin Eggs, then why separate me from Wes? The number we want would have to be decided together."

"Oh dear you weapons are so submissive! Can't decide anything without your Meister. But, its just a precaution deary. We couldn't have you turn on us now, so its easiest to split the group up, as they're usually useless without each other to assist them." Well that made sense, so the man Wes had found probably was in on the whole business as well. But, this woman didn't know how they as a pair functioned luckily.

Matt had finished his shift, and had gone back to his small shared apartment. He'd taken a shower, and gotten dressed in his usual attire. Making sure everything was good he walked out to go meet with Amy. He cracked his neck as he tilted it from side to side, and leaned against a wall as he waited for Amy at their usual meeting spot. A large oak tree with a bench under it. He was reading a small book on musical theory.

Gilgex said
Matt had finished his shift, and had gone back to his small shared apartment. He'd taken a shower, and gotten dressed in his usual attire. Making sure everything was good he walked out to go meet with Amy. He cracked his neck as he tilted it from side to side, and leaned against a wall as he waited for Amy at their usual meeting spot. A large oak tree with a bench under it. He was reading a small book on musical theory.

Amu arrived at their spot soon after Matt did. Her orange hair was still up in the high ponytail. She had left her gloves at home on purpose this time. She walked over to Matt her pony tail swinging back and forth.

Matt looked up at Amy, and shut his book quickly stuffing it into a pocket inside of the left part of his coat.
"Hey right on time," he said.

Gilgex said
Matt looked up at Amy, and shut his book quickly stuffing it into a pocket inside of the left part of his coat."Hey right on time," he said.

"Like always." Amy said with a bright smile.

"So what mission you got for us," Matt asked.
He was crossing his arms now as he raised a brow in intrigue.

Gilgex said
"So what mission you got for us," Matt asked.He was crossing his arms now as he raised a brow in intrigue.

Amy pulled out the mission and handed it to him.

joeycbee said
"A bit sudden her turning into her weapon form right there," he thought as he quick caught her before she fell to the ground. "Don't get to hasty Rhiannon we need to wait till 9:30 before heading over there, it be pointless going there now," he said. He thought a few before saying "actually I guess we can go over there and scout, I mean it's better than school." He slides Rhiannon into a sheath to have his hands free while carrying here to the location.They arrived at the edge of death city, in the slums, about 3:00 o'clock. The sun was still pretty high in the sky and they can easy see all the run down houses. The only reason there still called slums is because a few people live there but most of them were able to afford new houses. Most of the houses were made of rotting oak, some house caved in some were knocked down, some of them were burned to the ground. Every so often you see a person or a small family in one that was in surprisingly good shape considering what all the other houses looked like. There was a eerie silence there even for a place most abandoned, as was scouted the place for good spots to hide it got darker and mist started to appear.

"Sorry I turned into my weapon form so fast it's just that I'm so excited the misson".

Wes put his hand to his chin and looked off to the side as if he was thinking real hard about something - which he most definitely was. What he was thinking about was just not about how to prove that he was not going to attack - because he was, as he had decided pretty early on.- rather, it was about whether or not to display his true intentions via choice application of Soul Menace to the neck. Even with his horrid luck, pinning someone to the will by their neck with naught but one's own Soul "residue", for lack of a better term, would probably do wonders to one's consciousness and/or willingness to speak.

"...Well if I really wanted to hunt you I could've just, I dunno, attacked already," Wes answered, "and also I probably would've kept my Weapon right?" He did his thinking position thing again before adding, "Plus, I wouldn't have done THIS!"

The aforementioned mental gun was fired as Wes sprung over the table, hands aimed for a neck and a wrist.

"So what do you think?" Amy asked looking over Matt's shoulder at the mission. They were to hunt down a small group of Keshin that were hunting down and killing people then eating their souls.

As it got darker we looked for scouted area to hide & waited.
As we waited we worked on our plan for this job.

It was 5 minute's till midnight and the 3 mob bosses enter the abandon barn each followed by two guards. The broker was in the center and there were 2 more guards at each entertain. Just looking in the barn you can feel the high tenshion. "Ok Rhiannon here's the plan, we'll take down the guards at the entertains first, then from a distance ill shoot the broker with one of the guards guns. They all will draw there guns And point them at each other, then ill shoot one of the bosses and they'll go ballistic with there guns. After that its a simple clean up with the remaining people, you ready?" Nightwalker explained in a extremely quiet voice.