ALL ＢＡＲＫ AND NO ＢＩＴＥ.

The world was always swarmed by an everlasting rise of trouble. Sometimes it could have found itself resolved, other times it engulfed the innocent in memories of absolute horror. Tainting their past selves into an either stronger individual, or one that had merely been twisted into the evil that was exposed. Such was the endeavor of life. You'd either find yourself playing on the luck of fate, avoiding the darkness which lingered. Or simply succumbing to the cruelty which tripped and spat laughter over your faults. As one whom had familiarized himself with such things, could never guess what may happen next. Would a dagger find itself, burrowed in the flesh of his back? Perhaps luck would shine on him and simply allow these days of search to go on untouched and without bother? He did not know. At most it seemed he hadn't entirely gotten well antiquated with the people of Fiore, ending in small scuffles or problems that really didn't involve his presence.

Such was the current situation of now.

It wasn't like he had wanted to be here, though when the desperate and seemingly wealthy figure of Rose Garden requested help in the removal of this dangerous organization. He thought that maybe answers could befall upon his ears. Especially from those that engrossed themselves in matters within the shadows. Either that, or it was the one that had fallen to his knees in the plea for help that would give him the answers he required. Both were left unknown. It seemed an unlikely and reasonable aspect to expect that outcome being void of such things he required. Jewels and food not being apart of the subject. For now he decided to wait it out. Finishing up what issue the people of this city had seemed important enough for a man of such class to merely drag a stranger from the streets and into his abundant display of a well-lavished mansion. Sitting down and sipping on the finest of tea wasn't how he wanted to spend his night whilst they went over the situation. A location was sufficient enough.

"So are you going to sit there and make conversation with me, or tell me what the hell is going on?" the fragile lining of a cup slammed into the nearby table, a separation from the both of them on either cushioned chair. It was a surprise the material hadn't broke against the harshness of his movements. "I hardly think you'd act crazy enough like that in public simply to drag a stranger into your home. Unless you're a liar and brought me here with other intentions in mind." the voice was anything but one which grasped a sensibility for kindness. It was cruel and evidently annoyed. The other quickly flailed his arms around, hoping to quickly convince the uncertainty that flared in Theo's heart.

"No no! We're simply waiting on someone... you're not the only one which I requested help from." he'd start, still seeming nervous. "I just got word from my assistant that someone had also taken up this request... a good thing too! I would have been worried just sending you in there all alone!" the abrupt growl which resonated from the base of his throat evoked a jerk of surprise in the man as Theo stood up. "Are you saying I'm not capable of handling this by myself?" fear urged the old man to shrink back into his seat, wondering if it had been a bad idea inviting this hoodlum into his place. Let alone requesting the need for help. "I've gotten tired of just sitting around with you, waiting on orders like some sort of dog. I don't need help, and I definitely don't need to work with some stranger who'd probably only be a nuisance in the end!" brows were furrowed, golden pools glaring forth, "So either you tell me where the bloody problem is, or I can force it out of you!" it seemed tempting to call for help in sight of this overly emotional stranger, possibly one of all bark and no bite.

A knock at the door brought forth a distraction, and an additional relief.
The other had lastly arrived.

ALL I ASK OF YOU IS BELIEVE