The Black Market's Downfall [Job | Mura & Mythica]

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"Can you see them from here, Kyuken..?" Mura would ask his spirit fellow as they were watching over the city known as Rose Garden from above; standing on the roof of quite a tall building, they were trying their best to track the target of this mission. Mura was still holding the request paper on his hand as it contained not only information of the job, but also traits that would help them track the responsible for this black market-thing that was going on. It was a painful feeling that something like that would occur in a quite peaceful town like the Rose Garden, so he was being aware of the mission's importance. "I didn't know that this town had an airport to begin with... now, where is it," Kyuken would reply, helping Mura to find the private airport where this Syndicate would hold his items and other stuff that would most likely be destroyed by the spirit mage soon...

"Huh, I think I can see it... yup, there it is," Mura would speak to Kyuken, poiting towards the north-west direction of the town. A large, open garden was apparent with roads of dirt, seemingly for the ship to take its leave from. "Would you keep an eye on them, while I wait for our partner?" he would ask his spirit fellow, having a nod as replied. The shaman wasn't going in all by himself, he had company... or well, soon he would...

What a wonderful city! The sights, the sounds, the smells. All of it! Absolutely delightful! Shame. If only Mythica had time to get to "know" some of the inhabitants, that would fill the girl's heart with so much joy. But alas, that couldn't be the case. She had a job that needed to get done. A rather odd one at that, seeing as person who confronted the girl with the request asked her to completely obliterate a crime syndicate. Sounded like a rather tall order to Mythica, but she would take the challenge nonetheless...

It wasn't long until the girl had spotted who she assumed was her partner. She gave a somewhat evil grin before coming up from behind him. "Hi there! I'm Mythhica. I presume your my assistant for this mission?" She asked cheerfully. The girl didn't appear to be a Mage at all. She wore a black buttoned top, with a red collar around her neckline. No visible weapons could be seen on her. Her hear was tied into two even twin tails which fell over her shoulders, and her left eye was completely covered by her black bangs. Careful not to reveal the golden clock...

While the wind blew softly across the roof, causing dust and Mura's hair to waver, the spirit swordsman was concentrated about keeping an eye on the airfield at the distance, while the shaman waited. "That's a lot of things that they're carrying onto that thing," he spoke, mentioning the word 'thing' a little too loud as if he didn't know the actual object. Mura turned his eyes at the airfield, spotting that the 'things' were guns, metallic objects that shoot other metal out. The other 'thing' was a plane of sorts, more like a chopper. "They're most likely smuggling weapons onto that vehicle, Kyuken," he explained to his poorly-updated samurai ghost, "We just have to stop them, before they take off. Sounds neat enough."

The explanation was cancelled by a voice from behind them; a rather gently-looking lady was adressing him with words that indicated her involvement of this job. She sounded eager to engange this mission, in which he replied with a soft, friendly smile: "Yup. The name's Mura, and I guess that you're my partner, then. Nice to meet you, Mythica." The samurai spirit would turn around to see their partner for the day, having his 'usual' reaction when encountering such beauties. "Oh, a splendid chance!!!" he was bursting out while charging right for the classic area of a woman, only to be stopped by a wall that was Mura's hand. The spirit was attempted to be invisible, but as soon as he made contact with the shaman, the spirit was fading into the vision of other people. "Oh, don't mind this," Mura assured her, before trying to switch subject from the weird appearance of Kyuken, "Well, if you don't mind, I guess that those down there are the ones that we have to take out." He would nod back at the airfield a few blocks away from their location. "Perhaps we should hurry. They're about to take off, anyway..."

Mythica simply stood there, staring at the spirit with a blank expression, before bursting out with a childish giggle. "Oh don't worry, it's quite alright!" She said waving her hand dismissing the event. Mythica's smile grew darker when he explained that there were people they had to "take out" "Oh really?" She asked, her voice sounding interested. She walked up beside him and peered eagerly at the airfield. "Well, Mura. I think this is going to be fun!" She said in an unusual happy tone. Mythica stood another moment without motion. What was she doing exactly? Gathering information about her partner of course! By looking into his history from the unexpected! All his secrets would be hers! She looked back at Mura and then spoke once again. "I hope your and Kyuken can handle a little blood." She told them smiling, before slowly walkin straight towards the airfield.

At first impression, she appeared as quite the adventurous type. With her cheerful, happy tone, she might’ve been a little too eager for this mission; either that or it was just Mura’s imagination. However, he didn’t want to see it as anything bad, in which he replied while scratching his cheek: “Well, it might get a little fun. Hehe…” As she took a look over the airfield, Kyuken soared up close to Mura’s head, having a bit disbelief on his face. “Pst, Mura…” the spirit whispered to him, “Just saying, but something’s odd with her… perhaps you should watch over her.” Overprotective in situations like these, just as always. However, the shaman had a grin on his face as he replied: “Perhaps… but I have a feeling that she can watch over herself. Although it’s not as apparent as I thought…”

Soaring down to the streets, he and Mythica walked towards the airfield, while the shaman tried to keep a low profile. Perhaps if they managed to enter the center of the airfield, then they could cause a kind of domino-effect all over the place, in which the efficiency of the mission’s success would increase. Or, they could just take it from the entrance and make their way into the core where a specific plane was located. He began making up a plan, wanting to ask Mythica about her specialty (so to say, her way of using magic) as suddenly, two strange voices came from behind: “Hold it right there..!” The shaman realized that some of the syndicates might’ve spotted their presence a little too early, but he was surprisingly calm at the moment. “Now turn around. You too, chick..!” one of the voices commanded as it came from a tall, suit-wearing man with a rifle on his hand. He pointed it at Mura’s head as he commanded them to turn around, but Mura wasn’t moving a single muscle. The market dealer grew impatient and began firing several shots right through Mura’s head, only to spot that they all went right through his spiritual-transformed body. From their view, it looked as if the bullets just went right through, and the dealer was shocked enough to drop his rifle for a brief moment. Now, Mura kept his eyes at Mythica to see how exactly she used to deal with stuff like this… he could always add it to a new plan for later.