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Nemesis was in the middle of doing her painting when she heard a gunshot, and people screaming, she had the gallery door's open for people to ask for customs or to buy her arts whenever they wished before shows, or even copies of things that were sold. Nemesis didn't believe in making "prints" she believed in doing the original thing by the original artist. She would take a photograph of her original art, blow it up, and copy it the same way she did it, nothing different. "What the hell man!" She screamed in an outrage. Mad Hatter who was watching the streets. "Tell me what's upsetting you.. Pissed about someone else murdering people? Or what is it? Nemesis shook her head in an outrage. " No man there are MANY things wrong with this murder here, and I can bet your tail feather that there is NO WAY you're going to find any evidence because the cops are RUSHING to this scene.. Number 1 YOU DON'T PICK A PERSON OFF IN BROAD @$#$@#$@ DAYLIGHT! NUMBER 2 ONLY COWARDS AND COPS USE GUNS! If you're gonna kill someone, and you really want to do justice, you gotta make it personal, you gotta make your mark and ake sure everyone knows that the victim doesn't deserve life..IN SECRET which leads back to number 1.. I'm thinking this killer is NOT like me.. is a bad person.. They may wind up being another person on my list, but I personally honestly as much as I hate to admit it, hope the cops get it first. This one's a sniper man.. AND NUMBER 3 THIS IS GOING TO SCREW WITH MY ART SHOW TONIGHT! Nemesis was mad all over again.

Mad Hatter looked at her with understanding and sorrow. "Ah.. I get it, and we can't do anything for a while either, we have to stick to our plans Nemesis, this one is risky, regular criminals are one thing, but killers especially ones with guns are another, we're gonna have to do research, find out if they are good or bad, find out who they are, where they live, and everything before we can even come up with a strategy and you also have to make sure that person doesn't find you! If a killer sees another, they see competition and they'll snipe your a** too.. You can't take this one lightly, we still gotta stick to the plan and keep doing your usual thing and be an actual citizen for a week or two while I watch the city and give you reports.. You know how this goes.. I know this is irritating you, but you gotta make sure you live to purify this place, especially if there's a monster out there like that..

Astrayl picked a book off the top shelf then looked at her. "Great, the studio isn't too far from here. I would say a mile or so." He paid for the book and began towards the door expecting her to follow him. Then he looked back as she introduced herself and her pet. "Nice to meet you Kele, and you too Milagre." Turning around and bowing, he introduced himself. "My name is Astrayl Heartness." Molly then came out of the collar of his jacket and flicked her tongue a couple times. "I am Molly, the master's partner and financial aid." He stood up as Molly coiled around his snake. "Her IQ is the same as two banking accountants. She has helped me through some financial crisis on more then one occasion." He noticed he was rambling and shut himself up then apologized. "My bad, lets go."

He stepped out of the store expecting her to be behind him. Then he started to walk in the direction of the studio. Molly whispered into his ear. "Are you sure we can trust them, Astrayl?" He thought on it then smiled. "Hmmm I don't know, but I don't need those maps anymore, they just take up space now."

As they walked he looked into space until he heard her question. "Oh yes. I come from China. At the moment I have mastered nine different martial arts." He smiled at her and continued to walk and talk. "When you are born in China, you either learn martial arts or become a slave. Sadly I went through the latter until I found my master." He remembered his master, the strongest man ever in his world. Astrayl smiled a bit then remembered he was in the company of someone else. "How about yourself, you know how to fight?" He noticed that her body was built to run, her legs showed physic and her mind was calm and patient. The body of a fighter or the body of a killer. Either way was fine to him.

"Hmm I see, interesting. I didn't know a gymnast could build muscles the way your legs are built." Learning martial arts has given Astrayl the ability to analysis the way a person's body could be built through different activities. From the way they walk down to the muscle structures. To him it was like reading book, a complicated one, but a book none the less. He didn't mind the fact that it sounded like she was lying but it did seem a bit weird. Her legs are built to run but at the same time the kicking power behind them could break through a car wind shield if she tried hard enough. Deciding not to think about it anymore they came upon his studio. "Here we are---."

Astrayl heard a sound from behind the door and then a footstep from the broken glass of his window. Instincts took over as he quickly ducked and dodged a bullet to the temple. "Who is it this time?" His fingers took the shape of a open palm and blasted through his metal door like paper. He felt around to he grabbed the collar of a shirt and ripped a man through the door. Getting a goo look he sighed. "The Japanese again. Didn't they already try." Molly jumped out of his jacket to grab hold of another man who was going to try and swing a sword at Astrayl. "Not ones to give up easy." She squeezed causing the man's face to start to turn blue. "There should be a couple more?" He looked at the girl and smiled. "You can earn those maps by helping me out." He jumped into his studio and began to fight.

Astrayl was sitting on top of a pile of men. He smiled as he watched the girl fight with the Yakuza. "You are alright, you could use a little work on your right side. It seems a bit weaker." Watching closely as she put the knife away, he looked at Molly. "Get the maps of the city. Make sure they are the updated ones." He looked at her. "I hope you don't mind, these weren't updated at least 10 years ago. I could only get my hands on these maps. By the way, what do you need them for?" Astrayl gave her his undivided on this matter. "Cause I can't just give these maps to anyone. Especially someone who looks like they want to draw blood."

((alright...i was waiting for the new guy to post, but that apparently isnt happening....and i may have forgotten about this rpa little....just a little.))

Basil was chaseing after the suspect but lost her trail, it would ave been much easier if she wasnt a freak when it came to running. "god dammit, lost her, well that sucks." he turned around to Raya "well theres nothing we can really do about thta now i guess...so when are you gonna let me look at that arm, just becuase it's ok now doesnt mean it will be for much longer, and yeah yeah, threaten me all you want, hell you can even hit me with that arm if you choose, but it may fall apart if you do that. and yeah i get that you dont wanna let me or anyone else look at it, but would you rather it fall into disrepair."

Basil sighed "what is it going to take to get you to let me look at it, does it really need to fail in the middle of combat before your going to get it done, is that what you want, well if you get hospitalized i can just fix it up while they put you under, do you want me to be fixing it when you have no say in what happens, or would you rather do it before that happens, so that you can atleast watch it closely, and make sure that nothing you dont want done is done. hmmm. besides what do you think im going to do, change everything about it."