The Crater

[zehf]

Are you sure? well if you insist

*katars spring out quickly. charging at him he takes aim for his throat with lightning quick speed remains almost unseen. katar gets about an inch away from turning his throat into a smile and stops short*

I dont want to hurt you

[xClashx]

*Stands shockingly still, tilting his head back a bit in able to crane his eyes down and look at the blade being held not more than inch from his Adam's apple. That was fast. He didn't even have time to react and put his own blade in the readied position.*
"You're good. But can you dodge a bullet?"
*With the flick of a wrist, he draws one of his silver pistols from his left and, aiming low at zehf's torso, fires.*

[Mao Ney]

i wanna join
Mao Ney
17
155 & 5"9
i dont kno my weapon yet so gyea iono where to get dat

[zehf]

*quickly jumping away and taking a slice at his head cutting off a few strands of hair. bullet hits jacket and neerly grazes arm*
ha
*disappears, then reappears behind him with both blades crosssing his throat.*
Can we end this without killing?

[xClashx]

"We can..."
*Ducks and tilts his head back, shooting his blade upward for the spot under zehf's chest at close-range.
Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw someone else standing and watching, dressed in tattered grey clothing.*

[zehf]

*disappears before blade hits, again reappears behind garagekid with katars crossed at his throat*

After all how would it look if i killed the leader of the gang i was trying to join?

*applies enough pressure to draw a VERY small amount of blood*

[xClashx]

*He dropped both his pistol and blade to the ground.*
"Alright. That's enough."
*Slowly holding his hands up above his head, he stepped forward and turned around, heaving a small sigh after the tension of battle and wiping a driplet of blood from his throat on his shirt.*
"I had to test you to see if you're what I was looking for...I knew you were supposed to be an assassin, but I had to make sure of your skill. I like what I see, and I promise not to do that again. Can we talk?"

[zehf]

of course we can
*blades of the katars very quickly disappear. picks up garagekid's guns and blade, and politely hand them to him*

[xClashx]

"Thanks. I'm going to put you out right off the bat. There are at least five men I want you to make an attempt on, for their lives. In the midst of the attempted assassinations, you will invade and wreck a well-protected base and kill any who you can that stand in your way. The reason I call it an 'attempted' assassination is because I give you a 99% probability of failure on the mission. Nonetheless, you will receive 500 Gaia Gold in advance if you agree to carry this out, 100 for each of the five men, and if you return...depending on the rate of success and/or failure, your further rewards could be more lavish to the extent that I can make them.
If you accept, I'll brief you more thoroughly. I'd like it if you could even start tonight. What do you say?
And--*turns to the one in tattered gray quickly*--you're in."

[zehf]

souns good
*looking very calm*
tell me more about this "misson"

[RebornFromIsolation]

*walks in with gunblade sheathed in holster*So whats this mission

Edit(Redo): The Beginning - With hands in his pockets, A man bit down on the unlit cigarette in between his teeth, sucking down on its tobacco. He was a tanned man, standing tall at 6'2 with bright crimson hair that reached past his chin and held back with a hair-tie. He wore a black t-shirt that sat over his 205 lb build, and black trousers sitting over the steel-toed boots he wore. Sitting in the sheath at his left side, a blade with a hilt of a gun...this was referred to as a Gunblade; it was fully functional, where as if one of its 44. Magnum rounds fired, it would propel into blade and cause a violet vibration, making the blade tear and cut more easily. On his right side, hanging from his belt, a single-action, 44. Magnum Ruger Black Hawk with a 6 inch barrel sat within its holster, awaiting to be drawn.

This man was known as Blank Frostberg, and this was his first visit to the Warmakers Guild...and it would not be his last.

The crimson haired warrior approached the shack where two people stood, talking with one another. Not one for making introductions first hand, he pushed the thin black shades over his eyes, leaving them only half visible, "So, Kid...What's this mission you wanted?" He asked, standing a four foot radius away from the two.

[xClashx]

"Before I elaborate, you have to agree to tell no other of this. Should you be captured, you speak to none of who sent you. There's no guarantee that anyone will come to aid you in the case that you'd need it. Agree?"

[zehf]

Agreed
*looks over to the man with the gumblade*
who's that?

[RebornFromIsolation]

zehf

Agreed
*looks over to the man with the gunblade*
who's that?

I was suppose to go with ya but I donno man*brushes the hair of his mask back and places his hand on his blades handle resting it on it*

Edit(Redo): Blank crossed his arms before bowing his head a second, looking over this person that he did not recognize, "My name is Blank Frostberg... Kid asked me about wanting to join a mission" He stated boldly, his eyes looking over this man's weapon of choice. Katars... He thought before meeting his eyes, "But I'm on the fence about it." He added, scratching at his chin before retuning his arms over his chest. Biting down on the cigarette again, he breathed in the nicotine and tapped his index finger over his bicep.

Blank awaited his briefing from Kid.

[zehf]

whats your style?
do you just rush in and kill wildly or do you plan ahead?
do you go in loud and reckless or do you use stealth?
gotta know