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Kele Strife looked out over the skyline of dreary Chasm City. Whiping rain off her forehead and the screen of her eyepiece, she placed her sniper rifle on the edge of the roof, which was slightly elevated. The eyepiece turned a brilliant red as it synchronized with the rifle. Kele peered at a window on the fifth floor of the apartment building across the street twenty feet below her. She got her first visual of the target, Jonathon Toli; a tree stump of a man. Kele's fingers wrapped around the familiar grip.
"Don't fret, love; it'll only hurt for a second," Kele whispered. She breathed out evenly, held her breath, and squeezed the trigger. The faint sound of shattering glass reached the rooftop through the drizzling rain.
"What a shame, for scum like you." Pulling out a peice of paper, barely legible from the running ink, and crosses off Toli's name.
Milagre, Kele's ocelot, rubbed against her owner's legs.
"You did well. We should leave before the authorities arrive..." the cat mused. Kele bent and stroked her companion's wet fur.
Kele laughed humorlessly, "I dare them to catch me."

Jared grinned. He was delighted to get a mission so early in the morning, especially when he was fully awake. When he was fully awake, the reaction wouldn't be so cheerful. "On my way, Chief!" he answered, then leaped off the desk, following Raya out the door. Achak left from her perch on Shai's back and settled herself on Jared's shoulder. Jared grinned at her, overhearing the small talk between Raya and her animal. "Hey, how come you've never had an urge to drive."

Achak looked at him solemnly, her beady eyes grave, yet slightly tinted with humor. "And tell me, Jared, can you see me driving?"

Jared looked her up and down. She was quite a small bird, about a bit larger than a parakeet, with slender, delicate wings and the classic bird's feet. Even if she wanted to drive, it wouldn't have been possible. "Good point."

It was when they settled down in Jared's police car did Jared finally think about the case they were given. He frowned slightly. "Hey, the dude's name is Jonathon Toli... right? Wasn't that the man we met a few weeks ago?"

The swallow-tailed kite nodded her head. It looked rather silly on her. "Yes, the businessman we encountered at the bar. Not a very charming human, as I recall. Sad to hear he's passed on. He must've gotten on someone's bad side."

Jared shook his head solemnly and murmured, "These days, you don't need to get on someone's bad side to get killed."

(Temporary pic btw, not done coloring yet xD)

Raya got into her sleek, black car. It was unmarked, didn't even have the tell-tale red and blue lights. She loved the car almost as much as she loved Shai, and wouldn't give it up for anything except for her partner's life. They sped towards the crime scene, Raya blasting her horn. SHe pulled up to the huge building and took the elevator up. When she got off, she walked over to the CSI guys, "What'v we got?"

"Dead rich guy. Shot from the window over there. High-powered sniper rifle."

Raya crouched next to the man, looking at the gun-shot wound. She snapped on a pair of gloves and tilted the man's head, "A clean shot. A beautiful shot, truly."

Shai cocked her head, "And the bullet?" A younger woman held it down in front of her. Shai noticed the symbol on it, "Look Raya, same bullet as lat month. Look at this insignia."

Raya came over and examined it, "Who is this man?"

Shai shook her head, "Woman. A man could never have as steady a hand as that." She trotted to the window, looking up, "The shot came from there, let's go take a look."

Requiem? I thought your character's name was Cyprus. XD Wrong roleplay, buddy. You got the dudes mixed up.

Cyprus had fallen asleep at his desk as he had been writing part of his own book. Having a riveting dream in which he was being eaten by a gummybear before eating his way back out. and that bear was delicious. He jerked up at the sound of the chime, before quickly looking around for who had entered and only then noticed he had drooled a little in his sleep.

"nice going" Aries said as he walked from around the counter. "i had to watch the door for like 15 minutes, and by the way, you got a customer in the cage."

"15 minutes?" Cyprus grumbled rubbing the back of his neck with one hand and sleep from his eyes with the other. "And i'll deal with the cage monster later."

"No, someone in the cage. Wake up you bufoon." Aries said before headbutting Cyprus off his chair.

"fine fine, I'm up. I'll go see what they want." Cyprus stood up and strecthed out his limbs, getting sleep out of them. He turned around the corner and walked into the doorway for the cage. A girl was standing there, an eyepiece, so something must have happened to her eye. Blonde hair, and a cat, a rather big cat, not lion or something that large, but decent sized.

"Something I can help you with miss?" Cyprus asked as Aries came around the corner and stood next to him, just in case things got ugly.


{( Woops! my bad, fixed it though, gotta be more careful with these names.)}

"Don't fret, love...
Kele startled and spun, an arm snaking protectively around the canvas bag containg her rifle that was slung over her shoulder. A man with white hair, although he was slightly younger than her, stood in the doorway of the Cage. She smiled as innocently as she could manage.
"Oh, I... was just curious as to what exactly is sold back here," she said. Kele's flustered mind threw in a bit of flirt. Clustrophobia set in and she began to feel the need to escape.

"Don't fret, love...
She smiled and took Cyprus' hand. "Call me Kele," she replied, feeling slightly less panicked. She considered his description of the genres.
"Anything...?" Kele thought aloud. "You wouldn't happen to have any books on this city's history, would you?" Her mind had already begun dreaming of all the stealthy crimes she could pull; heists, assassinations... she was practically drooling.
Snapping out of her fantasies, she scanned the room for a history section. However, Kele's gaze soon returned to Cyprus due to her flittering mind and inability to focus on one sign for more than a second.

...it'll only hurt for a second."