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LO! AND THERE HE WAS!

JUST BEING HEI! TECHNICALLY, HE WAS BEING COVERT AND ALL, BUT SOME SILLY AMESTRIAN BROUGHT ALONG HIS WRATH, SO HE PUMMELED HIM THROUGH SPACE AND TIME AND BACKFLIPPED ACROSS THE CITY, LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO CHILL, YO!

So yeah. Now he was just sitting atop one of the building with a bottle of ... something ... and yeah. He didn't know what in the name of heck was in it, and he was drinking it, but hey! He could stomach a lot more poisonous, toxic, unsanitary, and/or inedible things that most people couldn't and not even have a mild stomachache over it!

For now, the people of poor little North City were running around like chickens with their heads lopped off, fleeing to their homes, away from their work, all to either protect loved ones or to go on a manhunt for an extremely vicious Drachman-speaking Xingman that had brutally assaulted a member of North City (but had not killed, in the process. The man's face was quite horrendous, and now looked quite glamorous. In other words: He got Hei's plastic surgery treatment for free!)

Eh, either way. He'd have to leave soon. Probably disappear into the wilderness and make his way back to Drachma's borders, but until then, he'd lie low and make sure no civilians found him or military members found him. Oh yes, and he was fully armed. But for now, he looked like some dude just chilling, drinking up on a nice cold day, atop the roofs ... for no apparent reason. All the while laying down and just being ... well, Hei.

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It was cold, and it was bitter. Dom popped his collar and lazily shoved his hands into his pockets. His mind had been full of crap that day. To much to think about all in one sitting, everything was just such a pain in the ass. A deep exhaled sigh broke through his lips he shrugged and walked out of the alley. The mountains in the distance painted a nice picture over the town but thats not what was on his mind. Dom had finally made the choice to go home and see if his parents where still even alive.

First he needed to test himself further. In the time of his absence Dom had not made a single friend, enemies. Yes. "what a drag." He shook his head, pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind. He would forget everything until he made atleast one friend. That may not be today, tomorrow, or even a week, but it was his new found goal. Unfortunate for Dom today was the day he needed to see a man that he owed more than a little money to. The weapons he carried werent exactly cheap. But it was his own idiotc fault for taking a loan...

The streets were crawling with people. It was a little unerving for Dom. He didnt like such vulnerability. He had to stop and peer upward, as not to be swalloed bythe people. Out of the corner of his eye he happened to see a man sitting atop a building, it was rather strange, he watched as the man took a swig of some liquid, alchol no doubt. Dom smiled to himself, and snuck back down a side alley. He was going to approach the man. He had no idea why, but the man on that roof just carried himself to easily and it made Dom curious.

The edges of the roof were a bit hard to grasp, but Dom managed. He picked himself up and heaved up onto the roof. Natrually the man was sitting there. "hello."

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Hei's eyes turned towards the source of the disturbance. Okay, maybe not disturbance, but it was quite annoying that he was being chased by a mob of crazy people, who hadn't bother to check the roofs, and now ...

"hello." this fellow had said? Well, given his expression and the fact that he had climbed his way up the roof, it was safe to assume that this fellow had NOT informed the other residents of North City and presently was not out to try to lynch him. Keyword being try. That, and he seemed to be armed, unless those things that Hei saw jutting out of him here and there were not forms of weapons he was familiar with or they were toys.

'Hasn't quite learnt the masterful art of not tipping someone off that you're armed, huh?' Hei mused to himself. There lay a large container next to Hei. It looked a box, with cloth draped atop it. In fact, there were many of these things. . . . Why did someone put boxes around here? Not that he cared.

His visitor had spoken to him (in Amestrian), so, he decided to reply in kind(also in Amestrian, as opposed to Xingese).

"G'day to you. What brings you to the rooftops, now? Run from a mob, also?" he just speaks, calmly and with a wondrous tone of voice. A voice that was a soothing melody against the harsh and biting winds of this town. Or some bullshit metaphorical description that equally describes the wondrous nature of his ... voice ... ? If the fellow was on the run also, Hei would have to offer him a spare bottle of ... whatever it was he was having to drink.

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Dom took a quick look around himself, he noticed strange objects. All covered in a white cloth. He took a quick mental shrug and put his attention back on the man. Though they may be in the middle of a city who knew what was lurking in and among society. Why even Dom himself could have been cosidered a little phsycopathic if taken in for a professional analysis. Many would not consider doing expirements on human's a....well lets just say they didnt like it. But all that Dom was interested in was knowledge. He hungered for knowledge, and like they say "curioisty killed the cat." but in this case Dom has killed the cat cut it open and replaced the insides with monkey organs to see the outcome...

"G'day to you. What brings you to the rooftops, now? Run from a mob, also?" The mans voice was nice, smooth. It was odd. Most drunkards would have much more foul consideration for people. But this man. Something about him was off. Dom's mouth pulled at the corner in a polite, fake, smirk-like smile. "No, my life has me up here." Dom looked up to the sky and motioned with his hand. "Curiosity i mean." His gaze slowly returnted to the man sitting infront of him. His smile had relaxed back into a placid expression. He wanted to see what the man would do. Dom would be able to gather more about this man from his body language.

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Pity. His tone was harsh. Well. To Hei, there was something harsh about this fellow. Now, why ... or even what was harsh was always hard to point out, but oh well. If his gut said there was a harsh tone to his voice, one that could not denote sincerity, he would take heed of that gut instinct.

And by taking heed, he would just keep a mental note that something could very well happen. Besides, the current bottle he was drinking was actually coke in a glass bottle, but for some reason, the bottle's material(something other than glass was mixed in there . . .) had given the fluid a different sort of tincture, making it seem like ... some sort of alcoholic beverage. Except, Hei had never had much soda before, much less one inside a glass bottle. So, either way, he was probably as clueless as this man here as to what it was he was drinking.

Either way, Hei was curious about his guest. After all, not many people climb up to the rooftops from over the side. But, his curiosity was immediately stifled upon the man's response.

"No, my life has me up here," he speaks, gesturing to the skies above,"Curiosity i mean."

Oh ... curiosity. What a dull answer. Hei had honestly expected something better, like this fellow was being chased and needed to hide out. Or that he was out to begin a long string of murders. Or this or that. Or something! Something besides the whole cookie-fortune-feng-shui-absolute bullshit about the meaning of life and ... what were they talking about?

"Ahhhhh" he lets out a nice, long sigh, which had followed on the heels of him downing whatever drink was left in the bottle. There was no need to fear. Whatever it was that his gut had told him, he ignored. After all, it's not like he wanted to start much trouble in enemy territory. So, as usual, as he had been for the last twenty minutes, his gestures remained composed, his visage calm. Never once, except for the slight annoyance he had when his guest's hands grasped the sides of the rooftops, did his countenance and body betray him. Then again, they couldn't betray the fact that he was here to destroy: He was much too relaxed to show any of that.

"Well. Can I offer you a drink? I think it might be ... some kind of soda, but I'm not sure as to whi-"

"THERE HE IS! UP ON THE ROOFS! And he has an accomplice!"

' ... Ahhhh ... shit ... They found me.' went the sole thought. After all, he had sat up a little and had leaned his back against the wall separating the edge and the roof, and ... his 'accomplice' was standing up. So, they both could be seen.

"Ahhh. Sorry, sorry. Remember how I asked if you were being chased by a mob also? Yeah, the people 'round here want to lynch me, ha ha ha." he speaks calmly, tone still reserved. This was his natural self, after all. No matter how much of a brutal murderer he was, no matter how stained with blood his hands were, he was just a kind-hearted and well-spoken man with a propensity to deliver small talk. So, his sheepish scratch of the back of his head and apologetic gestures were, once more, natural things.

The mob, now reaching about fifty something people, were entering the building that they were atop. This building had roof access, which was hilarious in hindsight, since his guest had opted to climb over the sides. But, for now, it wasn't wise to stay here, even if those foolish Amestrians really intended to fight him.

"Perhaps we should move away from this place? Continue this conversation later?" he asks with a slight grin, revealing the twins rows of serrated teeth, perfectly matching with each other. There was something slightly roguish about him, but he still carried himself with an air of grace.

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Outright telling Dom's true intentions to someone was not his...forte. His life had been spent mostly in solitude, and he enjoyed it for the most part. Perhaps thats what has led to a sadistic personality that has yet to fully show itself to the world. It sits in the back of the closet. Awaiting the day to SNAP! and be free.

He eyed the man with special caution as he downed the drink. Dom just couldnt relax around this guy. It's not that he was suspicous or anything it was Dom's own damn nerves keeping him from saying anything 'cool'.

Dom smiled, a prickle climbed up the nape of his neck as the man spoke. But he ignored it shoved it out of his mind, then he heard the sound below.
"THERE HE IS! UP ON THE ROOFS! And he has an accomplice!"

Dom let out an uneasy chuckle. "accomplice, ah shit what did i get myself into now." His eyes followed the now largely growing crowd. Correction. MOB! that was now after his very soul. Or so that was the thought that ran through his mind in that instant. The man spoke again, but Dom pushed it away disregarding the information as useless at this point. The words that did catch though were simple enough. "Perhaps we should move away from this place? Continue this conversation later?"

Ebony and ivory had already left their theigh holsters. They werent raised just laying limp at his sides. Demons hungry for blood. Dom turned his head back to the man. "Names Dom. looks like were gonna have to..." he gave a slight moment of pause to put emphasis on the word. or perhaps it was to clear his head. No probably both. "Have a little.. expirement. You got me in the mess now ill follow you till we get out of it." The sly grin Dom had flashed earlier reappeared. A soft *click click* could be heard as each of the safties were released on the pistols. waiting for the man to make his move.

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Interesting. This fellow was interesting, still. Even though Hei didn't want to know much more about him, it still didn't change the fact that he was extremely interesting ... and amusing. Well, perhaps they could spar it out, later, since Hei hadn't had a good fight in a long while. Perhaps this fellow would sate his boredom?

"Right, then, Dom. Name's Hei. Try not to kill too many people, now. I'd rather not have either of us be branded as mass murderers in our escape attempt" he states, simply. Cheerily, and jokingly. After all, since the mob was out to kill them, it was suiting for the occasion.

"Right, so. Follow me!" he cries out, in joy. Almost like a child, except he really isn't that much young. Then again, there was a reason why he was happy. He was going to deliver the beatdown on those foolish North residents. The first thing he did was rush to the door that led to the staircases leading up to the roof. Already, pounding feet could be heard as the crowd was marching up to get them.

A single kick was enough, technically, just a gentle strike from his fist would have been sufficient force, but he liked kicking down doors. This door knocks the first wave of North residents back, and the rest are afraid.

"MISS ME, DIDJA?!? HIYAHAHAHAHAH!" any thoughts that he was some gentle and kindly person was immediately dispelled by his maniacal laughter and murderous tone of voice. Any reason to doubt him was now justified as he started plowing through the people on the stairs, knocking them down with crushing force through kicks and punches. And they, being foolish enough not to have brought weapons, were easily knocked aside.

No one was dead yet.

(And now the fight to get to the ground level begins: Hei starts the assault. What will Dom do?)

[Shula Brighton]

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