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
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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."
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
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.
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
"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.
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
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.
Sorry didn't see. I reposted it over there
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.
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