Revan A. Lyone, 1st Ward, CCQ Main Office
A sleek black car pulled up in front of the main building of the Commission of Counter Ghoul, stopping right in front of it to drop of it's passenger, a tall, imposing looking man with burning golden eyes and long, shaggy black hair. He was wearing a stylized black trench coat, a red shirt underneath that, and some combat pants and boots to complete the look. The right sleeve of his get-up was non-existant, however, and his right arm seemed to be made completely out of metal as well, the design similar that of a regular, if some what more muscular arm, barring the fact that it wascompletely black in coloration with orange lines running across it's length, pulsating with a strangely soothing rhythm.
The man looked at the building, clicking his tongue in annoyance, before he turned and walked away from the building, scratching the back of his head.
"Fuck that, if they need me they can call me." He muttered in English, walking off into the depths on alley. He wanted to get a feel for the place before he actually went to work. He'd also made sure that he knew his map well eniugh so that he could avoid the more dangerous parts of town and make his way back to the Main Office. "Let's see if we can get ourselves into some trouble around here, sound good Hanabi?"
Revan seemed to be speaking to noone to any onlookers, Revan's face would lighten up a bit as he walked into the darkness of a dark alley, his golden eyes l like buring flames in the shadows.
Come on, Tokyo, give me you best shot.
[h1]5th ward, later in the day[/h1
Well then, that was fucking boring and pointless. You disappoint me Tokyo . . . and now I'm lost, because that map was bullshit. He clicked his tongue in annoyance as he looked for someone to help him, taking out a cig and a lighter. Soon, the air around him was interrupted by the occasional haze of unhealthy smoke. Through the haze, however, a strong metallic scent wafted over him, stopping the dark haired agent in his tracks. Looking to his left, down an alley, he could almost feel the scent og blood sliding against his body. A grin crept up his face he turned and walked down into the alley.
It didn't take long before he came upon the ghoul enjoying his meal, looking to beof 40 something years and not to in shape. Looking up from his meal, his eyes widened as he saw the impising man make his way towards him, looking completely calm about tge whole thing.
"Hey buddy, two questions? One, how the fuck do I get to the 1st Ward from here, and two, Who're the bosses of this area and what do you know about them?"
He asked in a calm manner, without any threatening movements or mannerisms, but the Ghoul took this as a sign of weakness or stupidity, as he smiled before launching his two Rinkaku at the man. Revan merely sighed before he brought hus arm up, the orange lines flashing as Hanabi shifted into assault mode, turing into an intimidating clawed arm. He then quickly stepped forward, dodging the strikes before making one of his own, activating Hanabi's ability as he spun the white hot claw in an arc, severing them with ease.
The Ghoul's eyes widened in fear as ne turned to try and run, only to have Revan grab on to the remnants of one of his Kagune, the ability turned off, and pulling them towards him and slamming the ghoul into the wall.
"Fucking Idiots, no matter what . . ., Listen hear you bastard, answer my questions or else I'm to,take this arm and shove up your puckered bumhole, ya hear me ya desicated peace of ghoul-shit!" The ghoul nodded in agreement, looking terrified of the man infront of him.
1st Ward, CCG Main Office
Revan burst into the CCG, dragging behind a corpse behind him in such a casual manner that it was somewhat unnerving. As he approached the front desk, passing through the detectors with the body behind him setting off the RC detector, which he flipped up onto the desk, scaring the shit out of the young receptionist, who looked up at the man who'd just dragged a corpse into the CCG.
"Revan Aleksander Lyone, 2nd Rank Investigator. I'm checking into the Japanese branch to let you know I'm here, and now, I'm going to find an empty meeting room to sleep in because jet lag is a bitch. Oh, and send this dumbfucker to the Lab so they can do whatever they do to turn Kagunes into weapons. I'd call dibs, but this guy was weak and I probably wouldn't get it anyway. Later."
And with that he left to find a place to get some shut-eye, leaving the reciptionist to make the call to the lab(and probably her superior) about what had just happened.