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    An Open Contract

    Dia Izuna
    Dia Izuna

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    Post by Dia Izuna 4th September 2021, 2:29 pm

    Crocus was Fiore's capital city. Definitely, it would be one of the most protected and most lawful region in this side of Ishgar. Most of the people that lived here were the rich and royal, having earned a cut in the noble city through reason of birth, or connections, or having amassed enough wealth to be respected. Dia wondered what it would be like, being a renowned dark mage and living in a place like this. Perhaps with a lot of political clout, such could be pulled off. And that was why she detested most politicians to the core of her being. To her, they were no better than dark mages, because their corrupt actions caused widespread suffering, pain and misery. The only difference was that while dark mages were vilified, corrupt officials got to shake hands with the king, laugh false laughs and sip tea with those dainty tea cups.

    Disgusting.

    A politician had brought her to Crocus today, but while she was not invested in killing as many government honchos as she could, this particular one held a special place in her heart. He had been one of the people from her past, a past that she sought to erase with blood and wrath. Already, her vengeance had begun, and she had impressed herself by killing Le Trompe, thereby cutting off the little finger of the Hand of Doom. The Hand of Doom had been a group of five pirate lords, who operated off a ship bearing the same name. They had been her last lesson in torment, before she managed, through luck and near death, to escape them more than four years ago. Returning to Earthland a changed woman, both in flesh and mind, she had learnt that the Hand of Doom had since disbanded, most of them seeking to slip into normal society with their ill gotten gain. Seeing an opportunity, she started working towards eliminating all five of them. Of a surety, she knew she would be no match against the first three fingers, and even the Ring Finger, but with some subterfuge, and playing the right cards, she might be able to get close enough to slice off that finger too.

    The quarry for today was not the Ring Finger, but an associate, who by gaining the favors of the upper class of Crocus, was close to connecting himself, as well as Dia's enemy with powers that would make them nigh untouchable. Fortunately for her, someone else wanted him dead. That was politics for you: many of them were treacherous backstabbers, but they turned their noses up at getting their hands dirty. She had picked this contract, because it was a priceless opportunity to cut the ground from under the Ring Finger. Little by little, she would encroach, weaken them, until she was close enough to plunge the dagger right into their heart...

    "Don't you just feel like blowing up this place?" Hexter muttered, as some aristocratic looking youngsters sniffed with disdain at his clothes. Their eyes tended to dwell longer on Dia, who wore a black tube top, black leather pants and black leather boots. She had a jacket of similar material and color, but it had been draped on the bench beside her, allowing her fiery hair to spill onto her pale shoulders. Acting like they were not there, she looked over at Hexter, and chuckled at his face. "Admit it; there's a part of you that wants to dress like them." He gave her a blank stare, like he couldn't comprehend her words. She gave up trying to poke fun at him. "Our client said that we might be working with someone else. Did he say who?"

    Hex shook his head. "Other than that he was looking for another suitable dark mage, no." He looked a little aggrieved. "I don't think the prick had faith in our ability to do this." Dia only shrugged. "A time will come, my dear Hex, when anyone who offers us such an indignity will pay for it in such a way that no one else would dare it again. But now is not that time. Right now, we're in a growth phase." She looked around. "How do we even identify our tag team mate?" she asked. "For starters, they won't look like all these milk drinkers milling about. Maybe tall, foreboding, a little intimidating, I don't know."

    Dia laughed. That sounded more like a text book villain. She was a dark mage, and she didn't even look it. But then, she was yet to make a name for herself...

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    Killua
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    Post by Killua 6th September 2021, 5:42 am

    Blue eyes scanned the bustling streets of Crocus, how did he find himself here again? Oh yes, another assassination target, it was the most frequent request and they were one of the easier ones to use to spread your name around, that is is if they didn't request to kill someone like a magic council member. Another politician trying to get another politician killed, how ironic, at least this time he accepted such jobs of his own free will, unlike when he was in Bosco, day after day he despised them on how useless they were. Scanning the streets again he sighed, currently he was on the second floor of an abandoned apartment building, that supposedly was marked for demolition soon. Picking up a small napkin, he cleaned the suppressor of his FN pistol as he turned around.

    Another irony.

    The hunter had become the hunted, it looked like his little camera stunt a few weeks ago had caught the attention of Bosco authorities, he was still wanted for blowing up the whole project, and it looked like a new iteration of 'special' operatives was being bred, as on the back wall, another masked individual bled, leaving a pool of blood under him, the only distinctive thing that he had was the watch that was glowing on his hand. "So, can't you tell me a bit more about this 'new' directive? They seem mighty interested in getting back at me, I thought every big fish was in the facility that night." He asked as he got closer, pulling out a small knife, poking at one of the open wounds that the other man had, as he grunted in pain. "I don't talk to traitors." He spat blood in his face, staining Killua's mask with a red spot. "I didn't expect much, but at least you could have spared my clothes if your gonna be a sore loser." He said and stood up from his crouched position, aiming his pistol at his head, before placing a clean shot right in the middle, the suppressor muffling the sound.

    Taking the watch he placed it in the backpack that he had, hoisting it up. What was he supposed to do again? Oh yes, the politician, requipping the pistol away and back to his normal clothing, a white T-shirt and dark blueish short pants, but he still kept the backpack, he would look more like an ordinary kid and would not draw eyes.

    His client mentioned something, another person that he would work with, he did get a bit of detail on who to look for at least, as he was a bit late for the actual meet-up with the client so he got the job later. He could most likely take this job solo, but he didn't mind being paired up with another person, as long as he got paid in full, everything would be okay, and he had someone to watch his back if things went south.

    Finally, he exited the old apartment going into the bustling streets of Crocus, all the citizens oblivious that chaos may ensue in their peaceful capital. Walking between the crowd of people the young dark mage looked around, searching for their partner while tuning out the civilian rumbling as best as he could, looking for any clues as to who that person is. Fortunately for him, he caught a part of a conversation when he passed by a bench, oh how casually they talked about dark mages in the public. He smirked, he liked carefree people, he would be too, but it was drilled into his system to take things more seriously. He carefully manueverd

    Leaning against a small tree that was conveniently placed behind them, his back towards them. "Tall, foreboding, a little intimidating? Yea that does sound good, unfortunately, your not getting that. It looks like you didn't get much information from our so 'great' client on who you're teaming up with." He said, already knowing the answer to his last question. "So do you have any more information for the target, cause I didn't get much.. The name is Killua by the way, and I'll be your partner for the job it seems." Finally pushing himself from the tree and turning towards them.

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    Dia Izuna
    Dia Izuna

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    Post by Dia Izuna 6th September 2021, 12:34 pm

    As one, Dia and Hexter turned to look at the person who had made that statement. While Hexter's indifference darkened ever-so-slightly into a suspicious glare, Dia only smiled more brightly. She would have liked to tease him a bit, and tell him of the crimes of  eavesdropping, and how, being on the dark, unscrupulous end of the law, she might have to 'silence' him to preserve their secret, but she was sure he wouldn't be plussed much about it. he had already revealed that he was already privy to the information that the client had not informed Hexter and herself of whom exactly would be on this mission with them. he also knew they were after a certain target, but he seemed unsure of the details. Dia wondered whether their client revealed some information to one, and not to the other, just to make things a little more... fun for them. One way or another, the youngster that turned to face them was certainly the one they were waiting for.

    "Tall, foreboding, a little intimidating..."

    She laughed that silvery laugh again.

    Hexter, on the other hand, did not seem so amused. "Uh... ain't you just a kid? This isn't some high school..."

    "Hexter!"

    Dia's voice was not necessarily forceful, but it bore a note of warning that stopped him in his verbal tracks. His questioning look in her direction was replied with a reproving glower, and he turned back to face the white haired youth who had introduced himself as Killua.

    "Apologies, Mr. Killua. I spoke out of turn."

    Dia sighed and tucked a thin lock of hair behind an ear. Left to Hexter, he would lapse into an uncomfortable silence. It wasn't because he was proud, and was bristling for her unspoken rebuke; it was because, naturally, Hex didn't speak much to people, seeming to favor his quips every now and then, while leaving her to drive the conversation, unless the other person was chatty enough. She gave Killua an apologetic smile.

    "Sorry about that, Killua. In his defense, many people would hastily jump to that conclusion, seeing as you look so young and all. Still, if you're as young as you look, when I was younger than you currently are, I harbored some oh-so-dark thoughts myself." She extended a hand. "Pleased to meet you, Killua. I'm Dia, and this lanky grouch here is Hexter." Hex gave him a formal nod, in the way of greeting. Dia then scooted to one side, making space for Killua, so that she was right next to Hexter, who was at the other end of the bench. "Sit, please?" she offered.

    Whether he sat or did not was up to him, and she would not take any offense at his response to her request. Instead, she would go on to the issue at hand, starting from the last question Killua had asked. "Well, I know quite a lot about our quarry. Name's Edger. Calvin Edger." She fished in a pocket of her jacket, and pulled out a folded photograph, which she handed to Killua. "Recently became a lower lord of Fiore's court, and from what I hear, he's starting to make waves. Seems like he knows how to butter up those in higher places. Word has it that he did his fair share of backstabbing and blackmailing to secure a seat, but I really don't care."

    She leaned forward, resting her elbows on her laps. "Our dear little client is feeling kind of jealous that Edger is more manipulative than he is, so he wants to nip Edger in the bud, so that he doesn't gain more influence and lord it over him in the future. Me? I want to get Edger before he gets into the ranks of the untouchables, the ones really close to the royal family. Oh, and I need to ask him a few simple questions, first. So, we kill him after i get my answers. Okay with you?"

    Once Killua was done answering, Dia would ask: "So, what's your modus operandi? You come in with loud booms, or you're the stealthy assassin type? I'd like to know a little of whom I'm working with, if it's all fine by you."

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    Killua
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    Post by Killua 10th September 2021, 4:29 pm

    Killua chuckled at Hexter's comment, he didn't mind it at all. "Highschool? What's that, sounds terribly useless." He joked. He knew what it was, technically he went through most things that they got through high school, the normal children that it, or rather teens, but they went over it as quickly as possible, there wasn't much time they could sit on it, as he got thrown as soon as possible into real combat simulations with rubber bullets before they went with live rounds, the weak didn't survive.. Survival of the fittest was the motto, being even 1 second late meant that you could be dead in the exercise.

    "Don't worry about it, I've got that a lot, so I don't mind it."

    "I am as young as I look, not some weird old guy in a child's body. I used to think about the things I do, but I've done them so much, that at this point it's the only way for me." He explained, as she introduced herself, Kil accepted the handshake, before sitting next to her. "It's good to meet the both of you."

    The young dark mage smirked as Dia explained the job to them, something that the client refused to do as Killua was 'late' for the briefing, he didn't care much it was something that he had to take care of before going to meet him and if he didn't complete the job it would be whatever to him, but at least his partner for the job had the details. It was ironic, the same as it was in Bosco, one politician disliking the other one and it depended on who had better connections or a bigger pocket to either threaten him into abandoning his position or outright forcing him out of the picture.

    "I doubt the backstabbing is not true, politicians usually do each other in, one way or another, the bigger the pocket the easier to climb." He said, grabbing the file and looking it over, inspecting every detail that was laid into the file provided to them, as he placed his elbow on his leg, supporting his head with one hand. "Lower court huh, I doubt he would have big people behind him, at least until he gets higher if he gets the chance that is." He said, closing the file and moving it towards her if she wanted to get it back, he didn't need it anymore, he got most of the useful information out of it.

    Leaning back, he looked up into the bustling street. "Of course his jealous, stupid politicians looking on how to get revenge on each other for one getting a higher rank, what's new." Rolling his eyes he continued. "Looks like you have some personal beef as well, don't worry I'll make sure we take him in alive until you get what you want that is, after that he's dead meat."

    "I don't really mind how we take this on, I can go both ways either with a big explosion or enter stealthily just to get him out of the picture. I may not look it, but I am ex-military from Bosco with a fair bit of kit still left on me. I also have Thunder God Slaying magic, what about you?" He didn't mind saying the last part, even if it was crucial for him currently, she would see when get pulled out his equipment when they got close either way. "I would prefer stealth if we can, we are in the capital, I don't think either one of us wants to deal with an angry mob of Rune Knights." It was a bit of a problem that they were in the Capital, and that the Rune Knight HQ was also here. "But if you have a plan, we can go with it, even if it's going in big, I have some explosives with me." Standing up, he picked up his backpack and stretched out. "Do you have any information on where we can find him, or our great client wants us to do absolutely everything for him?"

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    Dia Izuna
    Dia Izuna

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    Post by Dia Izuna 11th September 2021, 12:07 pm

    Dia laughed at the way Killua wrote high school off as "terribly useless". Come to think of it, she had no formal education, although she had learned to read and write basic Fiorean thanks to her many years of servitude on the Hand of Doom. She had always found it odd that one of the five leaders aboard the ship, in fact, the "official" head, so to speak, and second most powerful, loved keeping journals and records and files... but she detested the paperwork itself. Nobody else on the ship wanted to do it, and all those clumsy, careless, drunken slobs would probably be more harm than even useless when surrounded by stacks of papers. Of course, the work that nobody wanted automatically fell on her shoulders, but prior to that time, she had been as illiterate as a stick insect. She had been forced to learn, under harrowing circumstances, to read and write neatly, and her fear of enduring more punishment, or worse, having to clean up after Le Trompe, made her a very willing and able student. The "accident" with the Tome of Tongues had magically broadened her literary abilities, but she had suffered horribly to the point that it literally cost her her life...

    ... and eventually returned it to her with the option of revenge. She pushed her mind away from thoughts about her past. There was little point dwelling on the Fingers of the Hand of Doom who were beyond her reach. Patience was key in dealing with powerful, influential enemies. Killua also had no problems with allowing Dia to question their target before neutralizing him, and that pleased her. It would have been nice if she could extract Edger from his premises, so that she could have all the time in the world to squeeze the truth out of him, but seeing as she had no ability or item to do so, she would have to make the interrogation brief and effective. She thought a bit about the techniques she could use to get what she wanted, then pushed the thought to the back of her mind. That was the beautiful thing about the human brain: it remained aware of problems, and subconsciously worked on solutions without its owner actively thinking of it.

    Dia slowly smiled as Killua mentioned the things he was capable of. "Oooh, a boy of many talents. I like." She suddenly cocked her head to one side, looking at him inquisitively. "Bosconian 'ex-military', you say? I've got to admit, that's something. You must have been conscripted at a rather young age... guess that explains why you have no respect whatsoever for the high school." She chuckled. "And a Thunder God Slayer... Can anyone learn Slayer magic? I've always wanted to be able to eat dangerous stuff."

    She straightened her back and stretched her hands over her head. "You want to know what I can do? Well, I'm good at looking really cute and batting my eyelashes at people to get my way. That aside, Hex here can hit people without having to touch them, and I have a little dangerous trusty tool that lets me fight at long range." Her shoulders dropped, and she sighed dramatically. "I know, I know; I'm supposed to have some really cool magic at my fingertips, taking on an assassination mission and all that, right? Well, just think of me as a moth in metamorphosis." She gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I won't hold you back at all."

    When the white haired boy stood and picked his backpack, Dia also rose to her feet. "Well, our 'great client' only dropped Edger's name. I did some personal research on my own. I am so going to bill him for that! Come, let's walk. I may as well show you where he's calling home nowadays." She set off at a leisurely pace, and Hexter walked behind, silent as usual, with his hands in his pockets. "Edger lives in the Market District, his first step towards moving closer to the Royal Circle. He hasn't been here for up to three months, but he's already trying to make a name for himself. Oh well, his obituary news should sell well, then. He's got a big compound, spends almost half his money hiring bodyguards and hookers. He's not yet married, because I think he's been trying to get himself into a position where he can safely wed a noble's daughter."

    She glanced at Killua. "You strike me as prudent enough, Killua, so I suggest we strategize before we get our hands dirty. Would you prefer we did this in the day, or under cover of night? I agree with you that stealth is the best way to go; we don't want those Rune Knights crawling all over us in a place like this. Either time of day has its pros and cons, so we should carefully consider those before we plunge into this."

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    Killua
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    Post by Killua 15th September 2021, 3:31 pm

    "I guess I am a boy of many talents, didn't have much choice, it was make or break and break meant death." He said casually, it was something that he had gotten used to, even though he hated the program, he couldn't deny that it made great soldiers, ones that were specialized for special missions in deep enemy territory if a war between nations started, though they never reached that point as they were made in peace times. "Yea, we were really young, didn't get to experience much of a childhood. And for High School? I just went over the stuff they in a year and a half while they take so much time, so yea, kinda useless." He chuckled by the end of this and at her remark of eating dangerous stuff. "I don't know, this was kinda pushed on me as well, soo, I've heard that there are these lacrimas that give you such powers, but they are rare, I learned mine from an actual God before he went on his way."

    Rolling his eyes, Kil chuckled again, batting eyelashes and looking cute, oh boy it was turning out to be a more interesting job, but he listened in, he knew that she wouldn't have been accepted to do something like this if she didn't have a little for her name to go around, it's not that everyone can accept a higher level so to say, assassination contract. "Hm? Not really, I guessed that if your on this job you can do something, it's not that everyone can waltz in and take such a contract for an official's assassination, that being said, some people just want to send other's to their deaths so anything is possible."

    "But I've had my fair share of tools so I know what a decent tool can do, even without magic at your disposal, so I'll hold you to your metamorphosis, let's see how you blossom." He smiled. As she stood up, he listened to what she had to say about their client. "Yea, he's not even getting his hands dirty and he's trying to play smug, not gonna get him far." Following behind her, Kil listening in on more information about their target, at least she knew a lot about what they needed to do, where to find him, and such, unlike him, walking in blind. It was something he hated, the lower the information the more chance of failure, and this time he was going into the unknown, he still had much to learn about fighting mages, as they were a rarety while he was in Bosco's special ops.

    Kil whistled lowly "He's moving up the ladder, but if the info's correct, he doesn't care much for security with all that blackmailing and backstabbing going around for him, strange, you think a man like him would be more cautious, everyone can hold a grudge, strange." It was weird, nothing special was mentioned for bodyguards, so they were most likely normal, and if hookers were permitted, he didn't care much about protection, maybe he was quite discreet with his backstabbing, and not many people knew about it. "It would still be best to be careful, even if we see normal guards and nothing special." He groaned afterward "Wed a noble safely, politics seems so boring and complicated at the same time." He rubbed his templates a bit.

    He looked back at Dia, thinking about how it was going to be best to enter this situation. "We can do some recon during the day, see the layout and stuff, and get him at night, fewer rune knights to deal with, but we have to be sneaky as well. I don't really mind, I prefer at night, less Rune Knights to respond, but if you have a plan we can do it during the day, as I don't have any idea, for now, I'm trying to think of something, I'm having a bit of a hard time though..."

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    Dia Izuna
    Dia Izuna

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    Post by Dia Izuna 17th September 2021, 3:05 pm

    Dia was interested, very interested, when she heard that Killua had been taught his magic by a god. Yes, that was how it usually was: First Generation Slayers, as they were called, usually learned their magic from the souce. So, dragons, demons and deities went about, teaching people magic... She wished she was that lucky, because even though she could say that she had some connection to a deity, too, the being in question had seemed to only want to hijack her body back then. To the goddess' credit, it had been done to save Dia's life... but of course, Dia was her vessel, and no one wanted anything bad to happen to their best car or something. Also, she had been having a seriously hard time harnessing the goddess' power, and it appeared that Telversa, for that was her name, had cut her off from using magic, until her capacity increased. So, in the interim, she would have to rely on Hexter's power and her weapon. Who knew? Maybe Telversa would teach her some kind of Slayer magic when she had better control of her power. Dia almost laughed. Knowing the goddess, it was a no-no. At least, Killua did not seem to underestimate her when she told him that she told him indirectly that she didn't really have any serious magic of her own to rely on. She would not disappoint his opinion of her.

    As they walked and discussed about their contract, Dia took note of the landmarks she had scribbled down when getting herself a description of the way to the target's domiciliary premises. She was pleased that Killua preferred the night as the time to work; daylight's advantages were that it was noisier, and thus easier to mask sound, and it was easier to see. But that second one was also a grave disadvantage, for the enemy would also be able to see clearly. With the night, man's most relied on sense was diminished, and prudent and crafty souls could take good advantage of it. Besides, most people slept in the night. Easier to sleep a dagger between ribs when someone was unguarded.

    Dia slowed to a halt and gestured with her head. "There's Edger's compound," she said. "It has high walls, as you can see, so that's an advantage, in my opinion. Some areas of his compound will be less guarded, as infiltration would be less expected from such regions. As you favor being discreet, which I wholly approve of, I think we'll be doing some wall scaling tonight." She thought for a bit, then gave a small sigh. "Beyond knowing the way to his place, and knowing from observation that there are two guards always posted at the main entrance, I know next to nothing about the interior of his mansion, or how heavily patrolled the compound is. Our greatest weapon should be speed." She smiled slowly. "Unless you can create a fireball large enough to incinerate the building in a flash, and teleport right after that. That would be helpful."

    She resumed walking, following the road like any other tourist trying to get the best out of the Market District, but she was already running her reconnaissance, checking out areas of interest and what might pose problems when the mission was under way. Conversation always made people less conspicuous, unless said conversation was abnormal, so she picked a topic to discuss. It would also be a good way, if Killua had the knowledge, to learn more about potential enemies.

    "Have you ever had a run in with the Rune Knights? I should like to know a thing or two about them, just in case we are ill fated to meet. Do you know what kind of weapons they wield? Their armor? Compared to an average mage, how powerful are they?"

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    Killua
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    Post by Killua 21st September 2021, 4:54 pm

    As they walked the young dark mage was taking in the market district, still bustling with people, going from shop to shop. He was taking in as much information as possible, even if it would tend to be useless, them advancing during the night was something that would be quite useful, to many people in the capital, you couldn't account for every single eye that could spot you during infiltration and if it was a more interested civilian, they would either have to kill them if the chance comes up or risk being swarmed by Rune Knights and Edger being alerted to their presence. The element of surprise was quite big, he wouldn't expect to be assassinated in the capital's market district of all places, while no doubt he had some precautions and wasn't feeling as safe as being in the Royal part of the capital, he was still in a fairly good place.

    Killua stopped behind Dia as she halted, pointing towards a compound before informing him that it was Edger's residence. The white-haired boy let out a whistle, it was quite fancy, he sure had riches so most likely he would have one or two stronger guards, maybe more he couldn't give an estimate based on this, he didn't know how many bodyguards would take for a job, he knew that he himself would charge an obscene amount if it was to guard a political figure.

    "Hehe, I may have something that can level the building to some degree, but you may not get the chance to talk to them, and the whole HQ will be after us. I guess wall scaling it is, should be fairly easy, seeing as the wall was made to be fancy, I can see some parts where you can place your hands and feet." He said after examing the wall, he would like to get closer, but it may raise suspicion, it was best to make him think he is as safe as possible. "The goons should be easier, but seeing as this is quite fancy, he may have some guards that 'may' cause a problem. We'll see once we get in, element of surprise is on our side for this case, and for the most part, even if they see us, they don't have an idea of what we are capable of."

    Kil followed behind her, inspecting the wall a bit more before he looked back towards the front. "The faster we can move in the compound the more time you'll have with Edger, I may be able to extract him if you need more time but that will be tricky, let's hope you'll get enough time for whatever it is that you need him." He said moving a bit close, so they could have a conversation in a lower tone.

    "I haven't had run-ins with them, I know that the general soldier is not that strong, but for others, I don't know, I know that they have numbers. As for weapons and armor, I don't know, they have some standard-issue armor, and weapons and magic depend on them from there. Let's get out of here, wait for nighttime."

    As the cold night fell, they found themselves close to the compound again, it was pretty late, only drunks and a few others moved about, going home.. "It looks like it's going to be easy to maneuver not many people."He said moving towards a dark alley that would lead to the sidewall, away from the main entrance, as they moved Kil was enveloped by low blue light, as his clothing changed, now it was his 'Vanguard' outfit, he wanted to make a bit more inconspicuous, they were in the capital so he didn't want to get the Rune Knights on his tail soon. "Let's get this show started."

    As they got close to the wall, he placed a hand on it, feeling the material and if it's slippery, to his surprise it was quite rough, making it easier to climb. "This isn't going to be hard to climb, the material is quite rough and it's not that high.." Moving a few feet back, Kil prepared to run, taking a deep breath, he sprinted.

    Making a jump right before he would collide with the wall, he planted his right foot on the wall some feet up, pivoting it slightly, he extended his reach a bit more, before grabbing the ledge, pulling himself up above on the flat portion of the wall. Looking around he noted that it was a bit dark, a few rooms were lit, but nothing special, looking below him he was that no guards were there. It was a small garden, that went around the compound, the building itself looked quite large, with a lot of entrance points, windows and more, they could both be useful and cause issues, he hoped for the first.

    "Looks clear, you can get up." He said, looking down towards Dia, he would extend a hand to help her up, in case she would need it.

    Looking back down, he noticed that a guard was making his way around the wall, shifting his feet, he jumped down, the guard had looked up from the noise, but he was met with the body of the young dark mage tackling him to the ground, Kil then requiped a suppressed pistol, wasting no time, he pushed the pistol into his head and pulled the trigger, a silent noise went about, but it wouldn't all that loud to alert the other guards at the front entrance.

    Pulling his body, he moved it to the side so it was right next to the house, avoiding the possibility to spot it from a window. He looked back up to see if Dia was up there to mention her to come down.

    "Okay, looks like the building is quite large, a bit larger than I expected, I noticed a few lit rooms, we can check them out first, if Edger is having some 'fun' with someone, it could be easier to find him and deal with him as fast as possible, and I don't think we have much time before they find this body.."

    "Let's find a way inside, the longer we stay out here, the bigger chance we get spotted."

    WC: 1049
    TWC: 6035/14000
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    Dia Izuna
    Dia Izuna

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    Posts : 190
    Guild : Abyssal Yeet
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    Experience : 15,237

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    An Open Contract Empty Re: An Open Contract

    Post by Dia Izuna 22nd September 2021, 2:29 pm

    Like herself, Killua had not faced off against any Rune Knight, but he knew a thing or two about their common foot soldiers. Dia herself had tried to carry out some research on Fiore's primary law enforcement agency, as she was sure that her path might lead her to cross blades with them down the line. What she knew about the police force of the mage realm was more or less common knowledge: the leaders of the Rune Knights were rather famous, as was to be expected, holding positions reserved for the most powerful "Light mages". Light... the concept of light being good was relative, as far as she was concerned, but that was a lesson in philosophy for another day. Today, there was someone to kill.

    She nodded at Killua's suggestion to reconvene here by nightfall. She was done showing him the place, anyway, so there was no point hanging around here. Whatever she needed to take note of had been done so; all that was left was to begin the stealthy assault on Edger's premises under cover of night. "Well then, see you around, Killua," she said with a light wave as she turned and walked away to find something cool to drink. Much of her day would be spent resting up, so that she would be fully awake and alert at night. She and Hexter spent a little more time wandering about like sightseers, before retreating to the cool of the room they had rented.

    It was not difficult to find their way to this place at night. It was a little beyond the "witching hour", when, according to some ancient writer, "none but the wolf and the murderer is abroad." Dia met up with Killua, Hexter following silently behind them. They walked into an alleyway; there was almost no one out at this time, though Dia suspected that a city such as Crocus would have patrolling guards. They would have to be swift, decisive and effective. She watched as Killua requipped into a more tactical outfit... or had he transmuted his clothes? Whichever one it was, Dia thought it was a nifty spell to have, that could change one's clothes as situation demanded. Perhaps, with a more powerful transmogrification spell, she could even pass off as someone else. That would be very, very useful.

    Killua scaled the wall with ease and a practiced agility. She looked at Hexter with a slight grin. "He's an impressive kid, isn't he?" Hexter shrugged in his indifferent manner, though his words agreed with her. "Yeah, he does move like someone who's had military training." They waited for Killua to give the "all-clear", but there was no need to help them over the wall. With a command from his mind, Hexter lifted himself and Dia silently to the top of the wall, where they both perched in a crouching position. Standing upright might have seemed cooler, but it was very unwise, as they would be more easily spotted. Both of them were dressed in dark clothes, so that they would easily blend in with the shadows.

    At that point, they noticed a guard walking below them, coming towards their direction, but Killua leaped onto him before he could respond, knocking him to the ground. By the time Dia and Hexter had dropped silently to the garden grounds, Killua was already dragging the body to hide it close to the wall. Silently, the two crept over, and listened to his plan. It was sound  enough, given their current equipment and objective. Dia nodded. "Alright. Let's find a way in."

    As Hexter moved to peer into a lit window, Dia drew out a snow white feather, so white it  seemed to glisten in the night. She clutched it in her hand, unwilling to activate it yet, in case it interfered with her movement, due to its size. She looked over at Hex, who gestured to them to come over. The window he crouched close to led into a kitchen, where three of Edger's staff had been working. Their backs were turned to the window, but their bodies were stiff, like they had  been seized by an invisible force. Hexter silently opened the window and climbed in. Dia followed him. She stood in front of the three cooks, their faces white with fear. "I'm a reasonable person, and I'd like to keep this brief. Tell me what I want, and I'll let you go. If you lie, you die. Try to raise any alarm, and it won't end well." She glanced at Hex. "You can release that one's mouth," she motioned with her head at the one in the middle, an elderly woman. Hexter did not move, but the woman visibly relaxed.  Instantly, she took in a deep breath, no doubt going to scream, but a sickening popping sound stopped her short. Her eyes bulged, then she slumped to the ground, obviously dead. Dia shook her head, her expression irritated, as the other two made muffled sounds of horror. "Goodness, it is so hard to follow instructions?" She looked into the eyes of the man, terror written all over him. "You're next. You'd better behave." His body relaxed, but unlike the first cook, he didn't attempt to make any loud noises. "Please, what do you want with us? We're just lowly..." "Shush! I'll ask the questions. Where's Edger? Is he home?" The man paused, then shook his head. Dia nodded slowly. "Right." She looked expectantly at Hex, but there was something dark in her eyes. Hex understood. The man's head turned one-eighty degrees to the back, with a sharp crack. Dia closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. Then she turned to face the other cook, who still half stood, half floated, tears streaming from her eyes. "You look like a smart woman, so I'll give you a chance at life, which you'd better not muck up like your friends. I'll ask you some questions. You lie, you die. You scream, you won't even manage it before your heart goes out right through your back. You cooperate, you live. Nod if you agree."

    The woman nodded. "As you can see, I can tell if you're lying, so don't waste my time. Now, what did Edger eat this evening?" The woman looked slightly surprised, but as Hexter let her mouth go, she replied, "Rare steak and..." Dia cut her off with a raise of her hand. "Good enough. Where is he, now?"

    "His bedroom..."

    "On the top floor. Where?"

    "At the end of the hallway to the left, once you climb the stairs..."

    Dia put a finger to the woman's lips. "Good, good. You've earned your life." She nodded to Hex. As the woman's eyes widened, she suddenly jerked backwards, as though an invisible force and delivered a powerful blow to her stomach, then she dropped to the floor unconscious. Dia felt pleased with herself. Her mind games had worked quite as expected. She had no power to read minds, but having used the first as an example, and asking the second a question which she was sure she knew the answer to, and meting out judgment instantly on their failures, she was sure the third would be more than eager to cooperate.

    "Top floor, end of the left hallway," she said to Killua, as she produced the feather once again, and this time, activated its power. Pegasus transformed into a golden spear and shield. The shield she strapped to her back, while she wielded the spear. "I've got a better idea, Killua, one that will not jeopardize the mission in any way. Once we get Edger, I'll be the one to extract him immediately. Don't worry, he'll still die before I leave these grounds."

    WC: 1290
    TWC: 7325/14000


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