A Job Well Done

[Guest]

Kyomu looked down at the small building, her eyes like that of a wolf's as it stalked it's prey. She must of been watching it for a few hours now, analyzing it's defenses and the patrols outside. It was such an easy mission. Three guards on the outside with an extra four inside. Every hour or so one outside guard would switch with a guard on the inside, leaving a 7-15 second gap when there would be a large blindspot where Kyomu would be able to sneak up behind a guard and cut his throat silently before dragging him out of sight. When this guard was gone it would allow her to sneak inside through a window that he was looking at, allowing silent infiltration.

Any moment now it would begin, Kyomu jumping down from her position to land on the ground without a single sound. She moved her body elegently, almost akin to a dancer, as she watched the guard walk inside. Taking the chance she silently ran up behind her target, covered his mouth and slit his throat with Karada. Making sure that no blood slipped onto the ground Kyomu put pressure on the fatal injury as she dragged the rapidly dying guard around a corner. She placed him on the ground, watching his barely living body twitch before walking back up to the window which he had been watching.

She kept her body low and peaked her eyes over, seeing a small unguarded room. This was too easy. She could just sense that there was a trap there, like bait. But Kyomu wasn't the prey here. She looked at the drain pipe next to the window and saw a better, safer opportunity. She put Karada away before placing her two hands on it and climbing. This wasn't the first time she had climbed a drain pipe, it probably wouldn't be the last, and she already knew how to do so without making much noise. Of course, some noise would be inevitable, just not enough for any guards to want to come and look.

Eventually she came to a window on the second floor, opening it quietly after looking in and seeing just a double bed. She climbed in and looked around, seeing a single door. Judging by the bed she would assume this was the room of the person the guards were defending, her target. She had read the blueprints. Through the door would be his office, where he would likely be sitting. She glided over to it and pushed it open, seeing the back of her target as he sat down with his book. She was to deliver a messege, a violent one. She ghostly unsheathed Munesanzun and raised it before slicing at the unsuspecting prey's neck, decapitating him. The head fell onto the floor and rolled around for a few moments as Kyomu walked back and closed the door behind her. They would find him ilike that in the morning, most likely, and her job would be done. She climbed up to the window and looked out briefly before stepping out and falling onto the ground below, landing without a sound. She looked left, then right, before quietly running away from the building. A job well done, in her opinion.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar was watching with binoculars at some girl stealthfully, skillfully and damn near masterfully going in and taking out a target. She obviously did her homework, prepared, and recon'ed the place out. A true professionaly he would say, someone he would love to have in the black company. Ever since he lost Lucas and had to promote Xan's he needed someone in his third most important position in the Ebon Citadel. One that required skill and stealth along with intelligence.

Murazar chuckled lightly to himself as he watched her come back out, he hadn't set up the job per se. He on the other hand lost one of his own Black Company men out to many jobs in central that needed done. The loss of business mean't competitors, which mean't either removal or hiring. He was hoping to hire in this case. For her it would be a win-win no matter what.

He packed up his bino's in his messenger bag and threw it over his shoulder. He wore a casual t-shirt with kahki pants and tennis shoes. He walked a few blocks down quickly, he stayed in crowds to avoid detection and managed to reach her destination for payment. A outdoor cafe, the man luckily recognized mura as he sat down at the table with him. The man's face went pale and murazar looked at him and spoke softly to him in reassurance,"Just pay her and leave. I'm giving her an opportunity, you on the other hand should ask for my companies help rather than meddling in outside affairs. After all you can trust us more than them."

The man breathed a little bit easier, he knew mura's word was gold and a promise was a promise. It would happen or it wouldn't according to his word. However he never directly said anything, the mild rebuttal was comforting and obviously mura was going to fogive him this transgression once and only once before death took him from behind. He awaited until theyoung lady would take her seat and the man handed her payment. She would approach, albeit carefully and wary considering Murazar a second man was there and if she knew who he was she'd be even more careful. If she approached the table he would said this simply to her," A pleasure to meet you, lady. If you dont mind i'd like to discuss an opportunity for you."

[Guest]

Kyomu halted when she saw Mura. A second man. This was new, something she wasn't told about. She didn't like it, but she liked money more then that. She walked up carefully, her hand moving to the place where he knife was placed slowly and silently. She didn't intend for a fight, just for protection in case the man who hired her wanted to back out of the deal. She wouldn't like that.

She sat down and the man handed her payment over, which Kyomu looked at thoroughly. It all seemed to be there, and it didn't seem to be fake. This appeased Kyomu, and she nodded at him as he got up to leave. "Bye bye... I hope to do business with you again..." She said in a calm, polite voice. Money was money, and if the job she had just down was any indication work from him would be easy money.

She looked at Murazar as she hid away her money in her suit, keeping both her hands beside her chair. She was less suspect of this fellow now that it seemed to want to discuss business, though she was ready to slit his throat if he made a wrong move. It never hurt to be too careful, especially in the business she was in. Akihiko had told her stories of idiots who had neglected to be careful when she was young, most of them ending gruesomely. Her story wouldn't end like that. Or at least, not for her.

"A pleasure to meet you too." She said to him, her voice never wavering from calm politeness. It came naturally to her, like it was the language she had been taught as a child. In a way it was. Akihiko had taught her always to be polite to potential clients, they were the ones who were paying you after all. What you honestly thought of them didn't matter, and Kyomu thought nothing of Murazar.

"I'm interested." She said as she raised her left arm onto the table, tapping it ever-so-lightly with her middle three fingers so it did not make a single sound. "Tell me then, what kind of opportunity are we talking? I assume one that requires my skills but... That is a range of things, is it not?" It was true, there were many things Kyomu could do. Though she specialized in assasination using stealth, it wasn't as if she was limited to that.

[Murazar Dauthi]

He listened and watched her, for all intents and purposes he only needed to be aware of what move she might play and when. After that for him it'd be over, even with no back-up or a set-up he could probably handle this young girl. Damn i'm less than a decade older than her and i'm the old man out of most people. He waited until she spoke about the opportunity, good not a brain-washed minion. A real Professional which was rare these days.

He spoke softly and casually,"Well to keep it short, but detailed i'll make this quick. I noticed my business going down in central, came by to check it personally found you taking jobs from my employees. I rather like your skillset and professionalism. So i'm offering a job in the Black Company. You essentially do the same thing you do now, only more complicated with a greater pay output and more territory with a boost to your reputation and a greater market of clients. Other than the few rules my company does have, you'd be making more money, a safety net, steady income, more income and many more positive things."

He paused and almost as a after thought spoke casually again," Oh and do calm down, if I wanted you dead I would have shot you with a sniper rifle half a mile away. Also my name is Murazar Dauthi, you may or may not have heard of me." He held out his hand across the table, the entire time his body posture was completely relaxed. His voice may have been casual, but the speech was professionalism and respect. It was a unique combination.

[Guest]

Money. Money was good. Money was everything. Most would say that it was not the root of happiness, but most of them would say that it is the water that feeds it to allow it to grow. Money helps everything. Kyomu knew this, she understood this. She understood it even more then she understood killing, and that was truly saying something. She put both her hands on the table, interconnected with each other, before opening her mouth and beginning it speak.

"You certainly know how to grab my interest." She said with her voice in it's usual monotone state. "I like money. A lot. It is my driving force in life, I can't think of anything I wouldn't do for the right price. Granted, certain things cost a lot more then others..." She drifted off, thinking carefully about what Murazar was offering her. The money was inticing, it always would be, but being affiliated with a group... Now that put her off slightly. She prefered to work alone, rely on nothing else but her own skills. She could never let herself down, but other people...

This was a tough decision, incredibly tough. Likelyhood was that if she became a part of this man's company then keeping up her Babe persona would be harder. Kyomu would have to take control more often, Babe just wouldn't cope being a mercenary with... Anyone. Babe didn't like violence. Well, violence not directed at Yakuza. She took a deep breath as she made her final thoughts.

"I am very interested. Though I'm not the type so easily tied down. And as for my real name... I simply cannot tell you that. So much is for personal reasons. I don't like mixing my work life with my... Casual life. It just doesn't fit together." She leant forward, actively showing her interest in joining Murazar's group. "Mister Dauthi, as long as you are accepting of those things I will freely and gladly work for you."

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar rose an eyebrow, casual life? For a pure professional? There had to be something more than just a boyfriend or what not. Way more than that. It just didn't make any sense, he spoke again in answer to her."Thats all dependable, I would however like to know more about who i'm taking into the fold and what questions or concerns you have. In exchange for anything about you i'd be willing to trade about me. Equal values in turn, any knowledge of me I give would be something either few or none know about. Most of it sellable in terms or blackmail for me not saying anything about you that you tell me. " He paused momentarily before deciding to speak up again.

He kept a careful and casual watch around him and everything else, waving off a waiter so that no one could hear this delicate conversation. The umbrella over them prevent any sound devices from appropriately picking up the conversation because it required direct contact and the fact that he carried a miniture detection device that would detect bugs and what not mean't it was safe for the moment. He decided to continue," That statement of mine doesn't mean i'm not saying its a problem. Its that i'd like to know more about potential problems than not. I'm also sure you know who I am, or else i'd be saddened by a lack of a proper network of friends. Would you tell me truthfully the casual life that you talk of, if necessary I have no reason to tell anyone else, given you a good chance to blackmail in order to enforce that proof and you dont have to go into extensive detail other than a good summarized detail of it. "

Of course he would tell her his details first, blackmail against him. That was freely given no doubt! Was worth tons of money among other things in terms of equipment, real estate and firearms. It was also apparent that he would go to a risk to himself to help prevent his own company from falling into a potential disaster. That alone spoke volumes. On the same note it also spoke of a very lethal and meticulous thinking pattern that if crossed would be dangerous and if allied with would be beyond beneficial.

He spoke again this time in detail of her position,"The details of the position are simple, you continue doing what you do. The only thing I add on is a few things, you expand the amount of friends you have as much as possible safely as possible. If anyone if trying to find out about us and is not in it or doesn't have clearance. Feed them false crap or stonewall them. On the last not i'd need briefings weekly on whats happening we should be aware of and as part of the job a full history or the black company must be kept. An Annal if you will, your predeccessor has already kept them up to date from the beginning until a week ago. Also you'd have to keep track of the teams that do what you do, but on a much more complicated level and give them assignments. You'd make money off of each team and some from me personally for the Annals and briefings."

He figured by her personality all of it but the annals would be fine. The annals were a curveball in there that made some sense in the means that she would have more time than him and direct access to all of the black company for annal purposes. Which was her cover essentially for everything she did. On the other hand from her professional perspective keeping a full record would take at least a few hours a day just to keep it up to date on yesterdays history.

(OOC: On that note, I would believe that babe would be great for briefings maybe and the annals along with just going around socializing for the annals. Considering none of it is violent and only historical, social in a friendly manner and just telling mura and xan about whats happening. While Kyomu would be great for all of the other part of the job. Personally, i'm wondering if babe can remember what kyomu does and how she handles it. Please consider this before writing, thank you ^.^)

[Guest]

Kyomu took in a deep breath as she thought about all the things Murazar had said. Now this made the decision tougher, if she would require friends. Friends was a concept Kyomu just did not get with, that was such a thing for Babe. If the two personae mixed then she believed that her emotional baggage would catch up to her, and she wouldn't be able to do her job anymore. She needed money. Her personae are her wall. They stopped her from failing her job, and allowed her to also live a more typical life as an ordinary person.

"Mister Dauthi... The girl you speak to right now is not the same girl that you would be speaking to if I had not just come from a job. In fact you'd be speaking to someone else entirely, someone with a different name and different beliefs." She paused, letting what she had just said sink in. "This is not a form of insanity. Merely it is my way of dealing the any baggage that comes with doing the work that I do and... Avoiding certain people who want my head."

She silently tapped the table with her idle fingers. "I tell you this because I believe it will be important if I am ever to work for you. Babe... That's her name. She might be better suited for this position as an "Annalist" then me, if only she does not see the violence itself. She doesn't like violence, you see." Kyomu wasn't sure if this was the best idea, she didn't like her two personae to mix at all. It was dangerous. Though it could be said that she would be defended by Murazar's 'Black Company' if she were to join them.

"So much I can already assume, but it requires some checking into for how important it is. The people who want me dead, I need defence from them. I simply cannot have them intruding into my life again, and I hate them all with such a great passion... The people I speak of are the Yakuza of Aerugo. I used to work for them, full time, before they did... Certain things that I just could not forgive them for."

Kyomu leaned back on her chair into a more relaxed position, seemingly completely calm despite the boiling anger deep within her that came into existence by just her talking about the Yakuza. She hated them ever so much, words could not express. If you were to hate something so much that you would want to torture it for an eternity then that would be but a fraction of Kyomu, Babe and Rin's hatred for the Yakuza. All of them would kill Yakuza on sight, even the seemingly innocent Babe who otherwise hated violence. Hate... Supreme hate.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar took a moment for it to sink in the great ocean of his mind, Multiple personalities. Derived from perhaps the Yakuza. Which is nice to know now who i'd have to defend her from, although I doubt so long as she stayed out of Aerugo, that wouldn't be a problem. He replied to her as he leaned forward as he was very interested in this,"The annalist position is two-fold. The honest part of it is for cover and socializing while the second part is hidden and more dangerous. If possible you could utilize both personalities and seperate them for each task and exchanged when necessary."

He was sure she saw it and through it as well before he continued," You join, I will personally ensure you have your protection. If there is anything to be said about me in the company its that I protect those in it with my life." In those two small sentences he spoke with a passion and a enthusiam that was unparalelled by many leaders in many different positions. It was something he obviously took both seriously and with honor.

He continued on forward with a casual request as his passion calmed itself,"If possible i'd like to speak with babe and get her word on this personally. Are you both able to switch back and forth at will?" If that was possible it would make this much easier and very much more handy. Be kinda nice to become friends with a cute girl he had to protect and killed people for a living after all.

At the moment he wished to speak with babe on the other hand he needed to tell her a secret of his right? That was the deal as a man of his word he spoke again," Oh yes, a secret of mine for yours. Well then lets see, I can steal souls and hold them for personal use. This creates multiple side effects, such as memories of theirs flashing in my head, seeing long dead people they knew some I knew, I hear screaming twenty-four/seven in my head when i'm conscience, decibel level changes of course, and my sword when I wear him speaks to me like that devil conscience kind of thing. Oh and my hands are metal along with my eyes." Seemed like a fair trade, to the point as well along with a few things no one else knew whatsoever.

[Guest]

"Yes... I can switch at will. Though if you'll excuse me..." She looked at herself. Babe wouldn't be wearing this, it just wouldn't happen. All this gear that she used for killing, sneaking about... Well she'd have Karada but that was about it. Self-defence and all. "I need to change into more suitable attire. Please wait a few minutes while I do as such." She got up from her seat and was about to walk away before Murazar said... The things he had just said. It made her pause for a few moments, mainly because the manner of which he was speaking and what he was speaking of was almost completely different. She could only say two words in response. "That's... Interesting." She now knew not to fuck with this guy, or else she'd lose her soul. Brilliant.

She walked away and out of sight from Murazar until she found her bag with her clothes in. She went into a private area, where nobody would see her, and got dressed into her 'Babe' attire. She put all her weapons, excluding Karada, and the clothes she had previously been wearing into the bag and walked out. She found a new hiding spot for her bag and placed it there before merrily skipping back to where Murazar was, a smile on her face so great it would cheer the spirits of any man.

Eventually she saw Murazar and raised her hand into the air, waving it in an exaggerated manner. "Hello Mister Dauthi!" She cried out to him, before skipping over to him with her hands behind her back and her smile ever-present. No one would suspect that this was the same girl from before, if nobody had told them at least. You could argue that her very aura, her very presence was different straight down to the very core of her being. Most would barely recognize her voice as being similar to Kyomu, mainly because the way she projected it was entirely different.

She sat down opposite Murazar and beamed him a great smile, one so large that her eyes were forced shut by it. She then went back to her normal face, which was a not-so-large smile (if only slightly so). "I like people!" She proclaimed out of the blue. "People are awesome! I like helping them to be happier, and I hate it when they are sad..." It seemed to random, but she knew that this was the type of thing Murazar wanted to know about. "I like talking to people! And hugging them! I love hugs!"

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar heard how she stopped and could barely say a word to what he said. He didn't mind at all that she had to go change, something to do with the personality probably. Something. Before he knew it she was back, she was waving, smiling and being super cheerful. Kinda like a cute teenage high schooler or something. He could have sworn that if he hadn't seen her and talked to her before and her personality change didn't arrive minutes later he would never have guessed it was the same body.

The manner she held herself, spoke, everything! Was completely different! He smiled and waved back as she sat down and started to speak seemingly at random. He spoke softly and with care and kindness. This side of her seemed like a pure thing, She'd be a good annalist on the recording part and socializing. Maybe not the briefing, too sporadic so far. Not enough to the point."Please, just call me Murazar or Mura. No need for that much formality."

He was starting to hate those titles and formalities now, seemed like a waste of pride and time. A showy way of saying look at me! He chuckled lightly and spoke soft again,"I used to be a very sad man, sometimes I still am. By the way, if you want a hug your always free to hug me. I dont mind at all. Also do you think you could do that job for me? Keeping the history of my company and talking to people?" He smiled and half expected her to hug him right then an there. which he wouldn't really mind at all, he rarely was touch by people unless it was to be attacked or hurt anymore.

He figured that this would more than likely work. It would also create an attachment to him and prevent any disloyalty against him if necessary. Or at least enough of an advantage she wouldn't attack him or be able to kill him if it came down to it. He was like the father of the company and Xan was everyones really cool uncle.

[Guest]

Babe jumped up from her seat and an behind Murazar, hugging him tightly from behind lovingly with her warming smile across her face. After a few seconds of this she let go and skipped merrily back to her seat and sat down, swaying from side to side absent-mindedly as she could never keep herself completely still. It annoyed some people, she knew as much, but it was so hard to stop herself from doing it. She had to move, there wasn't any choice to be made, and she'd probably do it anyway. Moving was life, life was awesome, life was goodness.

"Ok Mura!" She said, beaming him another great smile like she had done before. She liked smiling, it made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. That and it made other people happy too, which was always awesome to do. "I like talking to people! I can do that job! I also have a cool memory, so I can do that too!" She proclaimed. It was true, she did have a rather respectable memory. Probably due to the training she had with her father, even though Babe acted like it never happened it did. She had the exact same skills as her other two personae, she just chose not to use them. She didn't like violence, or blood, or guns. They weren't very awesome, hurting people and stuff like that.

She raised her hand and thumb with it, showing Mura one big over-exaggerated thumbs up. "As long as I don't have to hurt any people, I'm good!" She told the truth. Though she wasn't incapable of hurting people, far from it, it was just something she didn't do. At least to non-Yakuza or people who tried to hurt her. She had to defend herself, right? And Yakuza are dirty evil scum who don't count as human or even animals, so killing them was perfectly acceptable. If fact, she believed by killing Yakuza she helped loads and loads of people by getting rid of annoying pests who didn't deserve the life that they had.

"In fact if I get to talk to people and make them happier then that'll be really really really awesome!" She proclaimed. "I can't believe you pay people for that, it's simply the best thing to do ever. Ever ever ever! Helping other people is helping yourself, making yourself feel so much better inside. That's payment in it's own right!" She beamed another great smile at Mura, having finished talking. This job was going to be awesome, if she got it. She thought she would get it. What reason would Mura have to not give it to her?

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar smiled as she hugged him. It made him feel rather nice and appreciated. Few people were like this and so happy, at the moment he needed a few more answers and at the moment he could probably get them for free. If not that was fine and he would tuck that information in his head too. Other than that he was thinking of how to communicate for transport. Perhaps a helicopter that was trading supplies with centrals military that was one of his would do.

He replied smiling,"So long as you do both and let me and Xan know whats happening around Amestris and even the world. I think you'll do fine. I never caught the other one of your's name. What was it again?" He figured he might as well get his employee's names. Although he'd probably just put it as her last name in order ro avoid confusions in the future.

Also Xan would have to meet her and be notified, other than that there was no need to disseminate that knowledge at all. He asked curiously again,"Oh and is there any other one of you? Also could I speak with the other you again? I think its time to get this settled and have you aboard." Murazar thought back on his new recruits that he had lately. He was getting quite a few and all of htem oddballs.

Luckily he inspired some kind of loyalty with them all, so long as he kept that loyalty and proved his word was true and gold he would be good with them. He just hoped this didn't turn out to be something terrible.

[Guest]

Babe gulped when he asked her about Kyomu, lowering her head slightly as if saddened greatly by the question. She sniffled before continuing. "Her name is... Kyomu. Nothingness. I shall get her now." Babe closed her eyes and concentrated, her face changing as she did from emotion-filled to something blank and melancholy. It was as if she had changed her face itself, or rather that she had switched one mask for another. Her eyes opened to show calm eyes, different to the previous ones in everything but colour. She looked at Mura and placed her hands on the table, stopped swaying from side to side like she had done as Babe.

"There is one other. But we do not talk of her. She is... A monster of sorts. She rarely comes, seen as she is only useful for certain things... Certain things that usually does not happen to us." She took a deep breath in. Rin scared even Kyomu, Babe didn't want to think about her. She was all that was despicable about them, loving violence and controlling others... Some would call her pure evil. For the little time that she had been out she had convinced a man to kill himself, who knew what would happen if she had more freedom.

"You don't want to meet her, and you probably won't as it is. Just... Make sure not to put Babe into too much emotional stress. That's when she'll come out." She said, finally, while giving Mura a look that said she didn't want to talk about it anymore before moving upwards in her seat. "Then it is finalized, then? I am to join your group as it's "Annalist"... This will surely end well, I can see it now." She wasn't lying, she loved where this was going. Money, money, money... Who knew how much she'd get from this?

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar listened carefully and nodded, a third side that was more dangerous than both or either. One he wouldn't tangle with unless necessary and thats highly doubtful. He smiled to Kyomu and held his hand out across the table," Yes it is, if you have any belongings we should get them while I call a helocopter to pick us up. In the meantime theres a handful of rules on the Black Company you should know." Before she shook his hand he tossed out a small pamphlet already turned to the rules of the company.

He had premade them for his recruiters. Pamphlet. He spoke again after the supposed hand shaking,as his hand went up to his ear to seemingly fiddle with it. " This is Ebon Zero to any Helo under the Bravo Charlie. Respond and prepare for pick-up of Ebon Zero and Ebon Five." A small acknowledgment was utter and Mura told Kyomu," About twenty to thirty minutes before they can pick us up. After that it should be short ride to the Ebon Citadel itself. Which is located in the Briggs Mountain range."

Murazar smiled and then looked thoughtful for a moment before asking politely," You might want to wear warmer clothes. If you need to you'll probably need to buy them. Its cold in briggs. Not inside the citadel though, just outside." He motioned that they should probably leave to do that before getting on the helo.

[Guest]

Briggs, eh? Kyomu looked at her attire and paused for thought. Yes, a change of clothes would be appropriate. It wasn't as if Kyomu was a fan of freezing her arms and legs off, nor Babe. It wasn't often they went to places like Briggs. They had been to reasonably North Amestris for a job once, but it wasn't too cold because it wasn't as North for there to be ice and snow. It still had been quite cold however. She shook Murazar's hand before getting up out of her seat. "I shall collect my equipment, and get some more suitable clothing then. I shall return within twenty minutes." She nodded respectfully before she turned around and walked out.

First of all she went to go collect her bag, as it contained most of her money, before she headed to the first clothes shop she could find. She bought a pair of trousers, a fluffy coat and a wolly hat as she believed that they would be suited best for the cold weather she expected at the Briggs Mountain Range. She placed it in her bag for now as she headed back to Murazar, all of her stuff with her.

"I shall get changed inside the helicopter as we head to your..." She looked at the Pamphlet in her hand. "Ebon Citadel." She made sure to keep that name in her mind, seen as it appeared she was going to be living their for the forseeable future. She looked back up at Murazar. "I am very glad of this opportunity, Murazar. I promise that my services will be useful to you, I promise now that I will not fail you. I hate to fail." Yes... Failing was a weakness, a weakness that Kyomu just did not want to have. When you failed you decreased your chances of getting a job, and with decreased chances of getting a job you would get less money. Less money was not something she wanted.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar nodded and waited, as he did so he called the helo up again and told them to pack one extra parachuting gear and to go to his current location of which he told via military grid specs. As soon as she arrived again with her things he smiled softly before the audible thump-thump of the helo was heard in the distance. He nodded and smiled as the helo touched down. This one was a shinook so they loaded in from the side as a pilot help mura in and mura help Babe in with her things. After the co-pilot locked the door up and secured the bags he gave the word to the pilot to take off.

Mura in the meantime helped kyomu into the seat and buckled her in before doing so to himself. He grabbed a mike and headset from the rack above him and secured his bag under his seat before the took off and headed for the ebon citadel. Murazar spoke through the mike to Kyomu who hopefully put hers on as well. " We'll be there in a few hours, afterwards they'll land you in the hanger. One of your subordinates will be there to show you to your office that is next door and connected to your suite. I'll meet you there."

--------------Time Skip (Few Hours) --------------

They started to arrive to the Ebon Citadel, Murazar had taken a nap in the meantime he seemed almost at home on the helicopter. He woke up and if Kyomu was sleeping the pilot speaking through the mike would have woken her up. He unbuckled himself and grabbed a helmet and a parachuting back pack before putting both on he threw on a jump suit that looked remarkable like a diving suit. He looked over at Babe as he smacked a button that turned the light on the inside from red to green as he spoke through his mike to her," See you in the office, and watch the view. Its gorgeous." Then he told the pilot of the helo on the same channel as them,"Blast that epic music we all love on the jump!"

As he said it he ran off and jumped out the back of the helo. He went down like a badass as the helo descended to take her to the underground landing zone rather than the top of the tower. Murazar seemed to be diving towards the toward itself.

[Guest]

Kyomu woke up, rubbing her eyes as she did. It had been a particularly long flight, without anything to do during it, so she had previously decided that sleep was the best option to take while riding on this helicopter after getting changed into her warmer clothes. What else was she going to do? She certainly couldn't think of anything to do.

She watched Murazar jump out of the helicopter and walked up to the edge, grabbing on tightly, to watch him fall down to the ground in a spectacular manner. She wasn't particularly impressed. So he could jump out of a helicopter, so what? She could do it to if she really wanted to, but she saw no point in it. In fact the only thing she could think about as Murazar jumped out was how much of a show-off he was being. It would be cheaper and much more pratical to land and then get out. Anyone who argued otherwise was just stupid.

She walked back to her seat calmly as the back of the helicopter closed again, preparing herself for the landing. She wasn't too much bothered about the view, it was pretty boring to her. A bunch of mountains, just bits of land sticking out of the ground if anyone was being totally honest. What was so good to look at about them? In all honestly Kyomu didn't understand why looking at anything could be considered fun, then again the only things she considered 'fun' was getting paid so she wasn't exactly an expert on it.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar spoke to the pilot and in effect Kyomu while falling in a controlled manner." As soon as I land requalify my parachuting papers. Alright?" The pilot answered back over the comm with a chuckle. "Old man. I swear, you do this every time, why do you always forget your always qualified?" Murazar simpled replied back,"Because I can and its good practice? Why else Pops?" The pilot simply laughed as they descened into what seemd to be the ground and landed on a hidden helo pad.

Murazar deployed his chute and landed literally inside his own suit and pulled off his chute as it got caught on the outside balcony pad. Flashy yes, but it was one of the few fun things in life he got to do. Plus he didn't want to forget it, kinda suck to smash your legs in or fall to your death, eh? He tore off the suit and such as a small assisstant of his hurried over to repack the parachute and get it and the gear to the helo while he headed off to the elevator to await Kyomu at the suit/office.

Once he was there he awaited their arrival before sending off her guide before telling her softly," In public view you might want to change to Babe. Keep Kyomu for missions or else someone might get the wrong idea or suspicious and start digging." He tapped his head to emphasize what he mean't. He hoped the ebon citadel was warm enough for her. It wasn't by any means hot, but it should be warm. Which was why he was wearing a t-shirt and kahkis.

[Guest]

As Kyomu walked through the Ebon Citadel she 'admired', or rather looked at filled with boredom, it. It was quite impressive, she'd admit as much, but it wasn't anything to be particularly proud of. Then again who knew how much money it cost, so it was probably a testament to how much wealth this Murazar fellow had. Money was everything, after all, and showing it off was a great way of showing how much power you had. Money money money, it makes the world turn round... What would life be without money? Kyomu just did not want to think of such a world, it wouldn't be worth living in with all the work she did to get her money.

When she met up with Murazar she listened to his every word, and nodded with agreement. "I planned to have it as such. I don't much care for people anyway..." She trailed off before taking off her coat and hat, starting to feel a little too warm at the moment. She would've changed her trousers too, but she didn't have her skirt on her. "This place you have is... Impressive I must say. It must of cost a lot to build, or to buy." The amount of money needed to do either of those things was the amount of money Kyomu wished she would one day be able to spend without a second thought. Having so much money would make her akin to a Goddess, getting whatever she wanted whenever she wanted it. "I am sure I will serve you well, Murazar. There are few things I like more then getting things done, and money... And I can do both things here. I shall be... Happy. Yes." Happy was the closest word she could think to describe it, though it was more like 'satisfied'.

[Murazar Dauthi]

Murazar smiled as she came up with the same solution. He replied to her saying it was impressive." Best I could build. Comes with enough defenses and operation abilities to withstand and defend against an army and airforce. Its also impossible to infiltrate without already being in the company. In which I know everyone to some extent...personally."

He smiled to her as he opened the door to her office which was sort of spartan. He spoke softly,"Your suite and office have connecting doors and can be organized however you see fit. Just place a call through the DSN dierectory to Supply and whatever either of you want will be brought up all at once and they'll have movers help you organize it." He smiled as he ushered her in and spoke softly before walking off,"For now get caught up and drop a report in my email. Everything should be set up on the computer and phone. By the way, the furniture is free. Just sign it out with the papers that come with it and keep some copies handy." He smiled as he walked off.

{Exit Thread}

[Guest]

Kyomu walked in and placed her bag to the side, sitting down the ground and closing her eyes in thought. She finally had a place to live now, after all this time moving about from place to place and staying cheap hotels. It would be nice, to have somewhere to come home to. Of course she would only stay her for as long as she had to, once she got properly rich she would leave to live on her own and buy her own house. She'd never have to work again, always having all the money she wanted. You could almost make out a faint smile on Kyomu's lips, good job nobody was there to see it. That truly would be quite the embaressement.

She opened up her eyes, a completely different person now, and jumped up into the air to land on her feet and look about the room. She thought, her finger on her chin, about what she could place here. Chairs! And fridges! And stuffed toys of supreme cute cuddlyness! It would be so awesome and huggle-y and great! The best room ever! Babe was sure of that fact.

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