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Saxor Kitty walks into town after years of following Roland from city to city, watching him get his a** in trouble many times before he ends up heading to the next city. "This is where he said he was headed next, he said something about UndaCorp and took off. I wish he'd stop that, he really needs to learn that I don't give a s**t about whether or not his profession is dangerous." Shaking the thought from her head, she looked around for Roland. After searching for a couple hours, she eventually got some confirmation from a street vendor who was looking at his exploded cart that Roland was in fact in this city. After thanking the street vendor and voicing her hopes that his cart be repaired soon, she continued to search until she saw him walking out of a motel room. She doesnt know if she should yell out for him or not.So she stands by a lamp post, her swords strapped to her back, watching him walk by with out noticing her preasence."You know you should never asume to leave someone behind with out a promise to come back Roland" She giggles softly to her self. "Now what to do my dear?"

Saxor Kitty sighs "Well have I gotten hurt that you can see? I followed you to prove I am not afraid to fight for something I want. Any way didn't you miss me even a little bit?" She pushes off the lamp post and walks around Roland. Her eyes looks over him carefully."You look good... Have you been eating? You look thin.." She continues to prod him with questions about him. But inside she is relieved to finally have found her boyfriend for many ago.

Pisces stepped outside the spacious lobby, gazing around him in the fading evening light. The decision ran through his head again and again, and he found himself putting a hand to his chest, pondering the soul he had contracted to the corporation he knew so little about. "Such is the life of a contractor, I suppose..." He strolled down the glassy stone steps in front of the massive skyscraper and met the sidewalk. Looking above him, he said aloud, "This place needs some excitement again! It's grown too quiet lately..."

With this his body vaporized, and he flew high into the sky. Hundreds of feet up, his gaseous form began to swirl in a blurring torrent of steam, flowing faster and faster, drawing the lower atmospheric clouds and mists around him in a steadily growing thunderhead. As the mass of clouds grew larger and larger, it darkened the ever-fading sunlight to a dim hint of sunset, bringing on a pseudo-nightfall. If he'd had lungs, vocal chords, or a mouth at that moment, he would've begun to chuckle in his natural amused way, fascinated by his own actions.

The cloud, now a mile across and as black as a midnight sky, now reached criticality. Pisces condensated and fell back to the ground in a second, reforming into his usual, solid form, just as the bottom fell out.

The result was, in essence, a monsoon. Rain poured down in heavy sheets, soaking the pavement and everything in sight within the span of seconds. In a minute there was nearly an inch of water flowing down the streets, surging into the gutters and down the curbs in small rivers, forming ever-growing ponds in the low spots of the road and the grass.

For his part, Pisces lifted his arms into the air, grinned a gleeful grin, and strode forward into the downpour, humming an unknown refrain of a song to himself.

"Food" is all Saverio though about when he walked into his small apartment. He was starving (quite literally) the strain on his body was like he hadn't eaten for 2 days. After cleaning out his home of food he decided to look at his wounds. The healing factors of his body closed most of the wounds, but he needed to rest for a bit before he could head on out to try once more at his goal. "What the hell, I guess I need to rearm myself anyway" he said as he remembered he blew up his suitcase in the battle. Such was the price of working solo. He stretched his body and changed out of his destroyed clothing. Perhaps tomorrow he would try again.

The lobby chimed merrily, signifying it's doors were sliding open. Only one dark figure slid out of the elevator before they slid back closed, his naturally cruel smile the only visible facial feature. He walked forward out of the lobby, heading towards the exit. Nobody really paid him much mind, they were either holographic, or too busy to notice him, or simply didn't want to have anything to do with another maniac walking through. He no longer moved stealthily, but his still seemed as if he was gliding through the room.

He saw a peculiar lady walking outside in the rain, accompanied by a small gelatinous critter that she carried in her arms. The lady seemed to be thinking to herself as she looked around.

"And who cares if you are a little crazy. Life wouldn't be fun without a little insanity here or there." He said as he slowly walked towards woman. "You must be Slim...What ever would the little princess of Undacorp be doing wondering around out here in the big bad world, shouldn't you be up in your office hiding under your desk? I would imagine you would be a fairly large target for any wishing to do you, or your precious company harm." He said, his voice taking a sudden cold, cruel turn. "And you never know what other psychos may be wondering around out here just looking for something to tear apart."

He had stopped about fifteen feet in front of Slim, his body hunched over slightly so that his eyes were just visible underneath the brim of his hat. "You seem to have a lot of enemies, don't you?."

"Hmmm...Who am I? That is a good question. Hmmm, let me think for a moment." He rubbed his chin for a moment looking up in the air as if he were trying to recall a long forgotten memory. "Hmm...well, I've been called many things. Grim Reaper, stalker, murderer, demon, fluffy blue love bunny..." He paused for a moment, looking at Slim with his usual smirk.

"You though...you can just call me what you have always called me, my dear little Sleeeem." He said, her name slithering it's way off his tongue. "'Master' has always had a nice ring to it."

The candor of Slim's smile increases as the dark stranger begins to list his names, her ears perking. She squeeks excitedly as he hisses her name in an all-too familiar voice, hopping up and down slightly before hugging her briefcase to her chest.

"Undies! Where in the world have you been? You've missed so very much! I have to tell you about the rapid soul collection rates, and the new employees, the drop in rebels and the increase in sloth, the-"

As she rambles to him animatedly, pulling paper after paper from her briefcase and stuffing it into his arms, Blop slides off of her and slithers around his neck a few times, cooing happily.

"I've been doing my best, but the place just doesn't run the same without you. It's TOO organized now, efficient though it may be. Too dead, too melancholy. And the more it gets like that, the more I find myself prone to these odd bouts of amnesia and moodswings and such and sometimes I just don't feel myself. I've never been particularly good at the whole evil snicker thing until quite recently, and it's really getting to me. I think this position is rubbing off on-"

She pauses abruptly, blushing and looking up at him whilst clearing her throat awkwardly.

"Mm...Sorry."

(I have no intention of missing this fun!)

Saverio woke up from his nap abruptly. Sleeping with his body is hyper mode was a good way to heal up fast, but it was dangerous. After cooling off and eating a meal he thought about his failed mission. Saverio didn't like failing and it was not something he wanted to linger in his soul. "I'll have to change that 'failure' to a 'success'!" He yelled loudly at no one. dawning his sunglasses he started to grab his weapons. His belt had a loop for everything, grenades, lighters, a pistol, a knife, and most importantly a flash drive. That drive would be integral to his success today! Getting dressed in a gray suit he grabbed one last thing before he left. A rocket launcher, it would fix the probable he had with his last mission. He was too stealthy last him and this time he would make that mistake again! Saverio cracked his kuckles as he walked out the door the the launcher strapped to his back.