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Cousin wasn't something Marcus ever had growing up. It was a word. A term. Something he didn't have and never thought he'd ever had. Yet, waiting at the portal, the name of his blood relative always made him slightly hesitate. It was an odd thing to suddenly have. To be related to someone who didn't just hate you outright- who actually looked a bit like you.
Someone who was distant but close. It was an odd thing, to have a cousin.

Still, checking his watch, Marcus waited for his cousin to arrive. A simple mission, one which they wouldn't have much trouble with. It was also a good chance to see how well the Moon Mystery Machine would work in an urban area. The life hunter running the portal had begun to make faces at him, and while Marcus understood, there was no rush.

Their mission wasn't going anywhere after all.

"Big city. Chicago. Pretty simple. Same old same old tale of clean up crew. Death's taking care of the logistics, right now they just need some hands on site for pick up and disposal. Apparently some people don't know not to leave broken runics around." He huffed, arms crossing as a nearby life tech got the portal up.

"My van's already been stationed so we'll be landing on site and taking everything back to the main hub." He didn't offer much of what the mission was. The details. The bits and photos and full report. Perhaps callous, cruel even of him, yet he wanted to see what Ian was made of, what defined him as a hunter.
What ran though their blood that made them see things and had called them to this life?

The portal open, Marcus stepped trhough and out- to wind. Cold, biting, he slipped on a pair of gloves and pulled up on his scarf. Nearby, the colors of the van were muted by the overcast skies, men in white coats waiting, loading and unloading this and that. Broken runic tech for the most part. An only mill, Marcus waited for Ian to join him before saying. "Never been to Chicago before. Can't say I'm already a huge fan."

The wind made everything colder, and as they walked to the site it became a bit more apparent that the cold wasn't going to leave- at all.

The colorful Moon Mystery Machine stood out yet blended in. Odd things just were part of the nature of big cities. You didn't look for things like that. People were focused on other things. Human things. Normal things. The boon of it all. "We'll be hauling out some of the broken gear- recovery of remains as well. Look for anything that might need life or death called into for an investigation." Quicking going over to one of the death hunters, Marcus came back with a runic flashlight, handing it off to Ian. "We have an option. Warehouse first or the sewer. Either way we'll get a bit nasty but what can you do? At least the chill will have kept the stench down."