Yami Fenix The Charismatic Ceo and Founder of the Fenix Corporation
Yami was sitting on a bench just outside of the Mall a smirk on his face as the phone in his hand rang, after the destruction of his office he had opted to take a stroll around town there was a lot to think about and he needed a plan and perhaps Xcution was the perfect way to start he already made sure he would receive a call from Howe Industries or rather the Quincy it was then he heard the phone answer it was time to put his plan in motion. "Hello there Vexis how are you I was just at the mall in Karakura town and I was wondering if you would like me to pick you up an Oscar the grumpy cat plush."Yami said then laughed a bit "Of course I'm joking I have thought it over and was wondering if you would like to reopen our talk on that business proposal of yours?"Yami question Vexis then crossed his legs and grinned as he looked out at the night sky soon the spiritual beings would come out to play or mainly the hollows.
Yami Fenix The Charismatic Ceo and Founder of the Fenix Corporation
Yami grinned he decided he would take his time toying with Vexis did he perhaps think he was Yami's equal? Yami scoffed at the notion he could already tell his power far exceeded what Vexis's would ever and his intelligence was already bounds above Vexis's"Well my condition is I merely wish to help you once or if you find this Xcution by funding them and you with money I realized that like you they may not be the most normal humans and in these days we need allies all of us and if this Xcution is strong they will be great Allies for me."" Yami said then stood up as the sky began to flood with a Unusual amount of hollows which made Yami grin as he held out his hand and a blade appeared in it. "While Mr.Vexis if you do find Xcution please tell me and have them meet with me after all you know where to find me and I look forward to hearing you answer now I must say goodbye." Fenix said ending the sentence with a sing song voice then hung up the phone and jumped into the air and began cutting down multiple hollows with ease he would have fun tonight.
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Posted: Thu Oct 16, 2014 5:13 pm
(gonna assume a time skip happened here as its been so long since anyone posted) Jessie "Bolt" Boruto Quincy Gunner
The mall was an active place. People milled about, going from store to store, loitering at the food court and so on. Families passed with their children, some acting just fine, others haveing tantrums over something or other. No one noticed the female with the white hoodie. The girl in qustion did not seem anything special, nothing odd aside from a few extra pouches on her belt. Her eyes were locked on her phone which she played with as she walked, never once bumping into anyone on the crowded walkways.
Stopping at a restaurant she ordered lunch, eating at the outdoor tables. With nothing to do today Jessie had decided to relax at the mall. A small bag of things sat next to her chair. She sighed, putting the phone in a pocket. Things had gotten quiet recently. She liked to hunt at night but after starting a new repair shop, she had less time for night activities. It didnt bring in much cash flow, but it was hers and she ran it well. Not that she needed the money, her previous employer was quite generous when a job was done.
Despite the normality of her life at the moment she felt an odd sense of boredom. What was she missing? It surely couldn't be that she was lonely. She had grown accustomed to the solitary lifestyle. But still something itched that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
Lord Puffandsnuff II
sorry bad quote coding. Go ahead and post here unless you want me to go again
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
A mall security guard sat down two tables away from Jessie with a plate of takeout. He glanced at the quincy briefly before turning his attention to the food. He had been ordered to keep an eye on her until Dora showed up. He wasn't ordered to try and detain her, yet.
Jessie flicked her eyes the guard, probably nothing more than a lonely guy checking her out, but she had run with the mafia for too long. Corrupt cops were par the norm for them as spies. Not catching anything else from the man she finished her food. Dumping the trash in a waste bin and leaving the tray on top, she left the food court.
She didn't leave right away, she wandered the mall window shopping. She lipped through the crowded mall like a fish through water. If she was being tailed they were going to have to work to keep up. Turning around a corner, she leapt up the side of the building and pulled herself up over the ledge. She watched the scene from her new vantage point, scanning for anyone following her. The mob didn't usually contact her in this manner. Usually it cane in phone calls for her nickname "Bolt"
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
"What do you mean lost?" Dora asked into her radio as she ducked into an alcove.
"We lost her trail somewhere outside the building. We had her on cameras most of the way." The voice in the radio responded.
"Understood. Keep an eye out and, give me her last known coordinates." The older woman said, flashing to another rooftop near the mall and surveying the area with her binoculars.
"Last known coordinates, East entrance, heading south."
"Understood, Lupa out." Dora said, continuing her survey. Her breath stopped as she saw someone on the roof. She zoomed in, she knew those features. She got onto the radio again. "Lupa to HQ, get one of our burner cells and text this number. Tell them that Mr. Johnson would like to meet on the bench outside the East entrance in five minutes. The challenge word is, 'blood', response 'hound'"
Jessie had caught no less than five guys go for their phones as soon as she was out of sight. She sighed, leaning against a AC unit. Seemed her instincts were correct. She watched the trackers,her eyes naturally collecting spirit particles to enhance her visual range. Her eyes caught a figure farther away watching her directly with with a pair of binocs. She was too far off to see who the other was but Jessie was gone seconds later dashing across the roof tops leaping and gliding like gravity meant nothing to her, her feet amped in the same way here eyes had been. dropping back to ground level she merged with the crowd.
It was then that her phone buzzed. Pulling it out she read the text. "Well, well, now we know who the hunters are." She hissed as she read the message. Looks like another job had come up. She pocketed her phone and returned the way she came. It didn't matter if she was tracked now.
Reaching the east entrance location, acting like nothing was at all out of the ordinary, she took a seat, crossing a leg over her knee. She had taken her time and arrived with a full minute before her contact.Her hood and hair hid her face, but she was carefully looking for anyone approaching. The challenge and response codes made it painfully obvious they were looking for her. Odd that Mr. J wanted to meet. She didn't think the man himself was going to show up, more likely a intermediate lackey that would pass along the target info. She found it a little too convenient that the trackers coincided with a hit call. This could easily be a set up.
She twisted her wrist,moving the small anchor and cross pendant from her bracelet to her hand.
Lord Puffandsnuff II
Why am I getting an Assassins Creed vibe from Jessie?
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
Under normal circumstances, she would have one of the mall security guards meet her, but she didn't have time for third parties at the moment. She sat down in the meeting place, well aware that her associates would be of little use if Bolt were to try something. But if the freelancer's marksmanship and keen eyes would be good for this mission. Additionally, with the broadcast from the Monarch, she felt now would be a good time to offer her a post in the Jagdarmee, she had a feeling that they would need all the soldiers they could get for what lay ahead.
Jessie didn't turn her head as the other female sat down."Whew, its good to exercise every now and again. Gets the BLOOD flowing."She said looking at woman. The outfit was a bit different than the usual suit and tie dress of the mob. She was more military.
Jessie did not offer any other comment, if the lady didn't have the response word in the next thirty seconds it meant the meet was a bust and she would disappear. Standard assassin scheduling. Something was a bit familiar about the woman, it was a familiar energy that she couldn't quite figure out. Jessie had tried time and again to find her kind but had long since given up hope on them.
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
"Hopefully the hounds didn't bark too much." Dora said, getting up. "Let's take a walk. I know a nice place to get coffee."
Dora sized up the other woman. It had been a long time since she had seen her. She had put her down as a potential recruit for Blackwolf many years ago, but she didn't want to tie her to the company yet. Having a quincy with no ties gave them plausible deniability if the mission went south. Times had changed.
Jessie "Bolt" Boruto Quincy Gunner Letting out a sigh, Jessie stood and followed. "What was with the rag tag band of trackers? I don't see why you needed to track me. Something important come up? you obviously had my contact number."
As they walked Jessie notice the woman's gait and posture, yep defiantly some military training there. In contrast Jessie was relaxed and fluid in her motions. She was interested in her mission despite herself. She liked challenges.
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
"Don't flatter yourself. My men told me there was someone there that wasn't one of ours. I came to investigate, and possibly eliminate. There are at least three rogues in the area. Be glad I recognized you." The older woman said, as a police car zoomed by, sirens blazing. "I'm going to be frank. I need another pair of eyes, good ones."
She continued walking, slightly faster now, heading towards a tall apartment building.
"Well eyes you shall have. What's the situation?" Jessie replied keeping pace. So she had been a random factor in this plan, ah well. It wasn't like she had been busy today. Channeling spirit particles into her eyes she enhanced her vision. She could see better than most binoculars with her naked eyes, with a scope she could see like a hawk. Outwardly here eyes held a faint blue gleam in the pupils. it didn't take her much effort to maintain this, it was as natural as breathing.
This is the Price of Commanding. . . That mistakes are signed in red-- And that you won't pay But others may And your best may wind up dead
The two of them entered an elevator and she opened her coat, revealing her armored tac-vest. She had several seele schneider and ginto canisters mounted in the webbing. She searched through her coat and pulled out a map. "We have people engaged here." She said, indicating a place on the map. "This building should give us a commanding view of the area with plenty of space."
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