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"Oh come on." Amnity whined. "Overboard killing is the only way I kill people."

Amnity's jaw dropped in shock. What she did to the last guy was not overboard. Still, she didn't argue with him. She unclipped her cannon from her holster and frowned. "Alright alright....I'll make it less conspicuous." The soldier motioned Zahzi to follow her. Then she scaled a building across from the high school, getting a clear shot of the alleyway where the man was reported to loiter.

A few minutes before the high school students were to be dismissed, there was a man that entered the alleyway, standing by a dumpster. He lit a cigarette and waited. The man fit the description, so Amnity acted quickly. Only taking seconds to aim with a gun that was basically just a pistol, she shot the mark she was aiming at with pinpoint accuracy. The cervical vertebrae, the bone that connected the head to the rest of the body. She cut it clean...Well, no, it was the opposite of clean. The man's head blew at least 4 feet into the air, the decapitated cadaver collapsed onto the ground after a spray of blood came out of the neck like a fountain. Amnity put her gun away on her holster, looking completely calm and casual as if she didn't just blow someone's head off his shoulder. "There....that's the best I can do for not going overboard...." She said, looking up at Zahzi.

Amnity tilted her head to the side, trying to remember the other one, then she got it. "Oh, you're going to love this one." She smirked, then motioned him to follow her out from the roof of the building, talking to him as they walked. "There was this other one. A teenage boy. But don't let that fool you, he's as cold and as heartless as the man I killed this morning. He and these group of other kids go on a rampage, killing homeless people on the streets, attacking and stealing from convenient stores. On one case they murdered this woman and her 4 year old son as they were walking down the street. Of course, being younger then 18 they didn't do too much time." She grinned. "And here's the kick. They love metal, something about naming their gang Metal something....I don't know. Metal rods, metal piercings, everything.....Maybe you could do something with this one."

"This...Duststar would be the author correct?" Dro'ki knew the sir name fit what the spirit told him but as his usual self he was going to make sure to gather 'all' the correct information and who better to get that information then from the imp who dwells within the book?

"Oh terrorably sorry." listens to what the imp says to Laviatar. "I see you've been able to hear when not summoned from the book. and I'm glade you'll be helping her and myself keep track of her reading."

Zahzi nodded his head.
"Yes...This would be right up my ally...Tell me...Is the one kid the target, or are all of them...Expendible?" he asked with a smirk.

Zahzi looked around, and already had a plan.
"Alright then, I think I have a nice little idea how to draw them out..." he said, having the electricity cover him, and changing his appearance.

He now looked like the genuine Hobo. Patched up clothing, and a sleeping bag in hand.
"Bait'n'Switch..."

Zahzi did his best to fit the pitiful, defeated bum, as he looked up at the Ringleader.
"Why are you bothering a misfortunate person like me? I've done nothing to you..." he said, masking his voice.