The young man walked in line with the others carrying his nap sack of belongings. He had responded to the ad wanted workers to transport some cargo across some kind of club cruise. The cruise was obviously a front for whatever they were transporting. He sighed he thought he was done with this kind of life, but oh well work is work. His name was called and he handed what looked like to be his superior his work papers. His hair covered his eyes so he couldn't catch a good look at the ranking individual. They let him through to what would be his room for his time here. Well at least he got a bed, and food would be covered too. A job is a job. "Well...home sweet home I guess. Time to get to work." His uniform was folded neatly into his bed. He dropped his sack onto his mattress along the wall and changed. Even though his drop was suppose to be transporting cargo they had given him a waiters uniform. Most likely because of his face. Looks like his first job is too get a few people drunk. Allright then let's get started then.

The club was going and everything was following her plans as expected. "Wonderful job once again, darling." Her partner cheered from the communicator. "Thanks. Had to hire some new muscle and gotta get someone to debrief him in a few, but we should head out in about an hour. Hopefully our cargo will go unnoticed by those with prying eyes." She smirked as she read a few reports. "Mistress?" A man poked his head into her office. "What?" "The new guy is here. Nobody is free to debrief him.." She sighed. "Fine. I'll do it. Just make sure the cargo is there and our entertainers aren't taken without payment." She rolled her eyes as the other left. "I gotta go, Hon. See you later." "Roger." The call ended. "Now to attend to our friend." She sighed, changing her appearnace to look like an underling entertainer. "I gotta remember to update the outfits..." She commented when looking over her new outfit.

He waited outside the office of his coworkers called mistress. She was the owner of the club he would be working at during the day. And the owner of the cargo he would be delevering at night. Though the uniform didn't suit someone for his looks. He had made sure to brush and style his hair as a professional of this establishment would, though his bangs still covered his eyes. To most he wouldn't be able to see, but he had gotten use to the length of his hair. He waited patiently for his "Mistress" to exit.

She opened the door and had to hold back from laughing a bit at how out of place he looked. "I'm assuming you're the new guy. Cherry, nice ta meetcha." She introduced, changing her voice. "Mistress is out right now, but she wanted me to give you a warm welcome~." Her species was particularly good at disguise, sticking to a mostly humanoid form, with a few differences as their 'default' appearance. It came in handy for criminal activities and deceiving gullible idiots who believed it. "Where should we start? Ah! Let's get down to the club where things get crazy~." She pretended to giggle. "Follow me!"

As he followed the woman the words "Yes Mistress" he stated seeing through his disguise. This was not his first underground job, and this was not his first time dealing with a shapeshifter. He saw through her right away, it was always the same. Like his previous employers didn't think much of him when they assumed he wasn't anything much. He always proved them wrong in the end. But hopefully he didn't have too

It also hadn't been the first time someone had seen through her looks. She took it in stride and chuckled. "Aw, I guess you know I'm not a party girl. But still, I'm no Mistress. I'm just the...let's call it figurehead/assistant for now." She took his hand with a predatory grin. "At least you're somewhat competent. You don't know how many guys we lost because they didn't take this seriously enough~."

"From the undercover law enforcerment on your guest list this must some cargo." He saw the guests on his way over. He could tell at first glance they were law enforcement. He could pick the rookies from the veteran. He leaned in so only she could listen. "One of your staff is undercover by the way." As he told her what he assumed he already knew someone bumped into him, the impact making his face visible. His eyes were red. His featured were above average at best and a small scar could be seen across his nose. He hid his face so his superior wouldn't or couldn't see.

"Oh? You really are a bit more intelligent then. Keep that up and I'll put a good word in for a promotion." She joked. "We know. That undercover is someone we've been expecting. Which is why the decoy is in place for the cops to munch on. We aren't one of the best...vendors for nothing." She mumbled. Unfortunately she managed to see his face and seemed surprised. "How delicious, I had a suspicion you'd be who you are, but it wasn't something I'd bet on. What brings someone as notorious as you on board? I thought you retired from this 'vile life'." This was getting juicier by the minute.

His glare was hidden now behind his bangs. "I am. After this no one will ever see me again." He said hostility in his voice. If she knew he was than she knew what he was capable off. "You won't tell. Your the type that likes to keep juicy secret to yourself for entertainment 'Mistress'." Just great his new boss found out who he was now his job is going to get a lot of more difficult

"What's the point in telling when our boss lady could use you for now?" She grinned. "She won't tell either." She chuckled. "For now though, just be a normal waiter, and keep our cop friends together and maybe a bit buzzed. Also, make sure Guillermo doesn't leave your sight. He's our little rat." She chuckled. "He thought trying to flirt with Mistress would get info, but it really gave him away." She whispered. "Report to the main hall."

He straightened himself up as he received his orders. "Understood ma'am." He said walking down the main hall. Upon reaching the bar/casino area he reported to the kitchen and carried out two carried of double shots. One tray being scotch glasses the other brandy. He had never met a any law enforcement agent that would turn down drinks. His eyes caught Guillermo leaving the same time he did. In the corner of his eye he watched this "rat" at work, while also making a living doing his work.

Corra waited until he was far enough and went back to her office, settling down in her seat as she got her laptop out and reverted to her true form. "Didn't think this new powerhouse would be cute." She sighed. Ever since her late mate died she felt like a cougar, noticing more and more men that she felt were younger than her. Even when they were older she felt like it was wrong to be flirting or messing with them. "If that stupid cop decided to go straight for me, he would still be here." She pouted. It didn't help that both of the men in question were human. She liked the power struggle they shared when it came to dominance, and she knew no man would enjoy that other than her deceased beloved. She was pretty sure they would try and force her out of her own business! Which was a total deal-breaker, not to mention a reason to beat the idiot who suggested that in the first place.

Guillermo had been trying to escape all night. The mistress wouldn't give him answers and his buddies were here anyway. So the arrest would immeninent as soon as 'Cherry' made her appearance.

He kept his eye on Guillermo, and noticed casting glanced at other men. Some were cops he could clearly tell. He didn't want to but if he had too he would kill the undercover cop. He was against murdering without reason, but if this place got shit down, no paycheck for him, and a good chance he would be arrested too when his identity was revealed. He tailed the undercover cop until the lights when out. Spotlights lined toward the center stage and a woman began walking along until there was a mile stand in front of her. Looks like the boss has finally decided to take stage. He wouldn't act until he was given further orders

Corra knew this game was over since the idiots boarded the ship, but she decided to make things go out with a bit of a bang. She shifted her clothes into a manger's out fit and put a cheerful smile on her face. "Good evening everybody! How are you all doing tonight?" She was met with cheers. "Great! Just want to let you all know, that tonight we have a few very special guests. Can our staff please get these guests of ours and bring them to the owner's place? They won our little raffle!" She cheered before rambling on about random events that would happen that night to make it seem completely innocent.

Guillermo noticed the others being rounded up and decided now was really the time to get out. The last thing he needed was to be wiped out. He headed for the employee only room.

He saw Guillermo make a b line for the employee lounge. One by one the special "guests" were rounded up and brought to the owners place. Poor bastards. Slowly his pace increased as he walked behind the undercover cop. His intentions clear to either stop him by knocking him out...or kill him. When they reached the break room they were the only two in it. As Guillermo reached for a wallow talkie in his uniform, his hand grabbed his forearm and squeezed. Guillermo was surprised and tried to defend himself but it was no good as soon the undercover cop was lifted against the wall by his throat. In his last bit of strength he used pepper spray on his eyes blinding him for a few seconds. "You,,,I know you...the red fang of the underworld. Your Kazuma-" the cops sentence was cut short as he mouth and nose were covered by Kazuma's hand, his body shook then finally slumped dead from lack of air. "I'm sorry...but my name is Jin now."

She giggled as the last of the dead bodies hit the floor. "It's always so funny when they think they can shoot me." She stood up and dusted herself off. "Maurice." "Yes Mistress?" "Clean up the mess for me. And put it one the schedule to replace this carpet with a red one. God, this was a nice one too." She groaned. "Xander." "Yes Mistress." "You and the others go back to the upfront jobs. And Ashley, start preparations for us setting sail. I wanna be there by morning. Someone get me a Mitresean Mary while they're at the bar, I need a drink." She barked. All the employees nodded and left to do what they were told. She got the walkie talkie and connected to Jin's. "Good job, Newbie. Bring the body to Jack on the 2nd floor back area, he'll know what to do. Don't be seen by the guests."

He looked at the dead body and closed his eyes on a silent prayer. He had just taken a life though it wasn't new to him taking ones life is something that will eventually come back at you. He picked up the body and gently slumped it over his shoulder. He made it a point to not be seen though it was a pain because a couple of drunken guests walked through the halls every now and again. Most likely to pass out and feel eachother for drunken sex. He can't remember the last time he gotten laid. After this day was done maybe he'll flirt with one of the female workers, or maybe one of the call girls. He met Jack on the second floor and gently dropped the body onto the floor. He offered one more prayer then walked back into the hall. He could hear the moans of he guests in the other rooms. "Man I need to get laid sometime during this job." He said sighing

One of his coworkers walked by and heard him. "Horny already, New Guy? The girls are near Mistress' office. You get 50% off cause you work here." He laughed. "Don't forget to pay, or Maurice is gonna be on your butt the next morning." Corra had been managing a few things with the girls before they went out. "Where's Sasha?" "One of the guests tried pulling a knife on her." "I think she got stabbed." Corra looked surprised. "She in the infirmary?" "Yes." "Then she can be off, half pay. Who's covering her?" "Almost everyone has a client." "What about you?" "Maurice doesn't count as a client, but he has us for tonight." "That's fine, he can pay. Ugh, I dunno what I'm gonna do. Someone always comes for at least one girl around this time..."

Jin walked into the office. He could see something had happened and now it seems that they are a bit behind scedule. He laid against the wall, it was not employee time while some events were going down. He looked around the area. It seemed like s brothel a high class one at that. He sighed "Gotta go through this just to relieve some stress." He said scratching the back of his head. "Maybe I'll come back another time." He said about to make his way to the door when someone tapped the back of his shoulder

A secretary was smiling at him. "Hiya! Are you here to use our services?" She chirped. It was almost as if she wasn't talking about brothel services. "Our rates start at 100 for a few rounds, 300 for the whole night and 600 for 2 nights straight. Extra is charged depending on the acts you request. Of course the girls will let you know before doing it so there are no tricks." She rattled off. "Is there a particular type of girl you would like to request?"