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"What the **** do you mean 'I can't make it through'?!" Ray was standing at security in the airport, angrily swearing at the poor security officers. The officers weren't really doing anything wrong, and they were just as baffled by the situation as Ray was. Every time that the man tried to step through the gate, the metal detectors went off. They had tried everything: taking off jewlrey, checking for any recent surgeries that might have left metal in his body, but despite having none of the above, the metal detectors still didn't seem to approve of Ray. Since they were now holding up all the other people from his flight, one of the security officers said nervously, "Um, could you please take off your shirt, sir...?" They were getting desperate now, and would try any possibility that might result in a quick success. But, Ray was not quite on the same page as them yet. Grabbing one of the officers by the shirt collar, Ray continued, "That's probably ******* illegal, you little pervert!" He was just about ready to punch the terrified security officer when the head of the security officers came to help with the situation. With a sigh, the new officer said to the others. "I'll deal with this..." He said with a sigh. Walking over to Ray, he simply patted down all of his person (all the while Ray had an extremely angry expression on his face) until the officer was satisfied. With a nod, the security officer declared, "You can go through." Ray nodded and muttered, "It's about time..."

In reality, Ray's chain whip is what caused him to be held back in security. It was tied so nicely around his body that it was not that surprising that the security officer hadn't noticed it. However, Ray was so used to wearing the weapon around himself that it hadn't even occurred to him that that was the reason he was held back in security. And so he walked over to his boss with a fed-up expression, as if he had done absolutely nothing wrong. "Can you believe those touchy-feely ********?!" He looked back and clicked his tongue before turning back to his boss. Ray noticed that Silis appeared to be playing with his ring. This was probably unwise, as it might set off a signal to any enemies that they were in the area. But then again, Ray himself should probably work on mastering his flame as well. This was part of the reason that Ray decided Namimori would be the best town to come to. From listening in on gang conversations, Ray had picked up that there were some powerful mafia families in Japan around this little town. If he and his boss were going to increase their standings as a family, this would be the place to go.

Ray had a blank expression on his face as his boss talked to him. He honestly had absolutely no idea what his boss was talking about, with both things he mentioned. Ray was not one to pay attention to the sky, and he honestly did not know what Silis was talking about when he asked "what he thought". Then, he saw Silis fiddling with his ring and making a small flame that went out quickly. It was quite pathetic, and Ray knew that they would have to get more powerful so that they could actually stand a chance against the other mafioso. No doubt the others already had powerful flames that were enough to use the box weapons. Instinctively with this though, Ray's hand went to the red box that was hanging lifelessly at his waist. Right now, Ray couldn't hold a flame for quite long enough to activate the box, but he knew that that point would come soon. Turning back to his boss, Ray merely shrugged and said, "I dunno... What should we do?" Ray hadn't been in a city this small in years, and it was oddly overwhelming. It's not like one could go just anywhere... With so many mafioso it would be a mistake to just go wandering around, what with the chance of trouble being on any corner. Then again, that was the thrill of being in a new place. And the thrill of being in the criminal business.

Still standing where he was, Ray cracked his knuckles subconsciously and turned to his boss again. With a wolfish grin, he declared, "I'll follow you. Just stay ahead of me, alright?" He gave a peace sign after saying this. He might've known Silis for years, but he still wouldn't willingly let someone at his back. Some people might take offense at this, but Silis had known Ray for long enough that Ray assumed Silis would just know that this is how Ray is, not anything personal.

Ray simply shrugged as his boss glared at him. At this point, he thought that Silis knew him better than that. Planning ahead was for sissies. Real men run head first into a situation with no thoughts whatsoever for their own safety or well-being. Not asking where they were going, Ray simply followed his boss silently as he led him out of the airport. Upon exiting the airport, Ray stopped for a moment and reached into his pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. Ray knew that they were bad for his health, and that he couldn't easily box or fight his brother in the future with a smokey lung, and by no means was he addicted to the junk. First, he had got a friend in the black market to make a type of cigarette that smoked on Dying Will flames. They were quite nifty-- none of the junk that cigarette companies put in their cigarettes to make them addicting or unhealthy. And since Dying Will flames burned so cleanly Ray didn't have to worry about smokey lungs, either. And so, with his ring, he closed his eyes and concentrated on trying to make a flame. After a few moments, a small red flame appeared on his ring and he quickly lit the cigarette. Grinning confidently, he continued following his boss.

While Ray didn't know where his boss was leading him, Ray didn't really care either. If Silis began leading him to some place sketchy to take Ray out, then he would simply stab him in the back. It was cowardly, but it would always work if necessary. As they stepped into the grassy area, Ray looked around suspiciously. The area was quiet, almost too quiet. But when his boss began to talk, Ray turned to him and nodded. Right now, training would be their best bet. In the future, it would be sure to serve them well. And also, if someone tries to attack them, then they would both already be ready to fight them. So, with a nod, Ray undid about 6 feet of his whip and let it fall through his sleeve. Holding on to the chain where it came out of his sleeve, Ray began spinning the extra chain and said with a smirk, "Alright, ready when you are, boss."

Joe Alexander
=====Sidewinder Rain Guardian=====
=====Rank F=====