Like A Ghost;; BR Guild Scale Job

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Job Details
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The town of Rose garden had to be the loveliest thing she had ever seen in her currently very short life span. A place with so many people who sported such different traits bustling about? Intrigued the girl who sported a tight white t-shirt and denim daisy dukes, brown sandals covering her feet dangling with each large step she took forward. The female really wished she had the time to enjoy the sights around her, but there was just no way she had the time today. A very precise mission had been assigned to her, and she had to accomplish this mission. Currently? She had already even gone as far as laying the groundwork for the task she was assigned. If everything went to plan no hitches would be hit and she might be able to get a brief meal before leaving the gorgeous town. Maybe she could just grab a bite to eat at her current destination before doing her mission there? Nah that opened the risk of her main target returning before she had leverage, she had to do this now before anything went out of balance.

The door to the Silvermoon swung open gently as if a customer was coming in or a mage was returning to Black Rose from one of their missions. The black haired form of Jiyu stepped into the room on her own, leaving the door open behind her as she crossed a few steps into the building. Kazehime was no abnormal sight, she was an ace of the guild and waitress/bartender at the cafe. However the action taken by the odd eyed woman was far out of the ordinary, one clawed hand reached behind her to the waistband of her pants a patron of the building suddenly shouting “Gun!” accelerating her plan the elfin eared creature grabbed the closest Black Rose member to her, a blonde girl named Ainsley, pointing the gun at the other mages head, pressed into her ear. “Move and she loses her head.” clearly several people were shocked to see the Ace of Spades with one arm around her guild mate, the other holding a gun to that guild mates head, threatening to kill them. “Now, this how things are going to work.” she sniffed slightly taking in her hostage's scent, chuckling slightly. “I have several men waiting outside, when I leave with this one, they will come in. If the hostage and myself are pursued, Rose Garden will become a battlefield.” With that comment she tugged on Ainsley's wrist, keeping that arm wrapped around the girl still, moving the gun to the girls back directly behind her heart, so it was mostly concealed between them. “We don’t need some civilian trying to play hero now do we, so you best remain quiet deary or its a bullet to the heart~” with those words she started to move them out of the building, gun pressed tightly between the, aimed near perfectly. As promised, right after they left ten large bulky men with enchanted weapons and mean fists came in, and if anyone in the building moved they would attack instantly.

Her sandals clanked against the ground as she ventured forward with her captive, entering into a large warehouse on the edge of the town, a rundown one that was extremely large. Once they were in there? Jiyu would cuff her captive to one of the pieces of machinery still thrown around, a heavy piece of equipment that someone was highly unlikely to be able to move on their own. “Comfortable?~” her chuckle was dark as she peered down at the cuffed girl with a distinct chuckle

Ainsley yawned as her blonde hair swung in front of her face.  A set of slim fingers reached up to absentmindedly rub the curled ends of the strands as the girl propped her head up with her chin plopped in one palm.  One elbow resting on the table and the other playing with her bouncy locks, she presented a picture of serenity.  Inside though the confectionery mage was a downright whirlpool of chaos, her head teeming with arguments concerning one very troubling concept.  Were red velvet cupcakes really the best with cream cheese frosting?  The cupcake loving female found her brown furrowed during her focused periods of contemplation, and raised at the times she was doubting her own conjectures.  Just as the girl was ready to come to a conclusion and decide that indeed, red velvet cupcakes were best with-- the door swung upon and her attention was diverted.  This was why Ainsley loved to make her seat during free time near the entrance of the Inn; incoming was none other than their resident Ace of Spades, who had been very kind to the blonde during their first meeting.  She had even managed to show the female how their guild master looked, since the sweet toothed mage had just been that oblivious to what Black Rose was and who ran it.  Keeping this in mind, the young woman dropped her hands away from her face and pushed up onto the seat of her chair, bouncing to greet the one and only Jiyu Kazehime.  "Jiyu-hime!~ Do you think cupcakes are better with cream cheese frosting, if they happen to be red velvet?~ I just found a brand new recipe, do you want to try any-- Ehh?~?~!" the platter that the ivy eyed girl had conjured clattered to the ground and the freshly baked cupcakes toppled in various directions, Ainsley's skipping steps suddenly cut off by an abrupt yank in another direction.  Held close to the dark haired woman, the blonde wrinkled her face in confusion before she suddenly realized the clamor that was going on.  Gun?  Where? she bit her lip as words came flowing out of Jiyu's mouth.  My head?  But I like my head!~ she thought, a bit plaintively.

A quick, but not necessarily ungentle tug on her wrist brought the mage back to attention.  Suddenly there came the chilly touch of metal between her shoulder blades, and she became aware of a movement away from her head.  There had been a gun there, and Ainsley hadn't even realized it; one could be sure, however, that she was well aware of its placement now.  When the blonde was guided towards the doorway, she went without complaint although her head was fairly spinning with this turn of events.  Jiyu-hime, what are you doing? she wanted to ask, but her large green eyes only widened further as she obediently trotted down the sidewalk with that threatening hunk of metal pressed so close it felt like it ought to be touching her skin through the fabric.  For a moment the cupcake lover debated trying to break away, but the words concerning the safety of nearby peoples stopped her in her tracks.  Even if she was rather selfish, the girl was sane enough to know that having a public shooting from a Black Rose guild ace, a legal mage, couldn't possibly be a good thing; might as well put off that tragedy to both life and reputation as long as possible.  Clearly calling out for help was not an option, either.  Her lips pressed tightly together from all of these going ons, Ainsley barely noticed when they entered a freezing warehouse that seemed to be made entirely from cement and steel.  Spare parts from motorized vehicles littered the cavernous room, and her eyes flitted up to the beams on the ceiling and the fluorescent lights that hung haphazardly from there.  Wincing as her skin brushed against cold metal, the blonde felt a shiver run through her blood.  

She came to the realization that chains had been wrapped around her hands during her unintentional reverie, and now she was completely unable to move.  Her head twisted around to try and look at her cuffed wrists before the girl's eyes dropped to the floor and its rough concrete that was scattered with clumps of dirt and a few leaves here and there-- along with plenty of smaller twisted metal parts.  All were too far away to even be considered for use as a weapon.  Ainsley's pupils rested on the canine mage as the woman spoke in a rather mocking tone that betrayed her amusement, what with that . . . laugh?  It hardly sounded like her from what the female had seen.  She chose not to respond and instead redirected her gaze back to the floor: the action seemed harmless.  What could she do?  Heart racing at the thought that she might actually die here, the girl gritted her teeth in an uncharacteristic show of . . . grit.  Of determination.  Perhaps if she could remember something, anything that might be conveyed to her fellow guild mates-- although Jiyu was indeed a guild mate, one of their aces to boot-- Ainsley could help remedy this situation, what ever the situation was.  She had been led along the sidewalk . . . they had went down-- what road was it?  It had just been Main Street, that was right, past that nice frozen yogurt place that needed less butter in its chocolate chip cookies, not that such was even the main attraction of visiting the establishment and now here she was getting distracted.  The mage bit her lip, memories of what had just happened playing through her brain like a movie clip.  Jiyu had taken her maybe . . . two blocks farther after where they could have stopped for delicious froyo except they didn't . . . and after that, the dark haired woman had turned them both left and what followed was a severely complex series of turns and a few backtracks that left Ainsley feeling very discouraged.  Oh fie upon her awful sense of direction and impossibly forgetful memory for everything except recipes.

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The silence... It was quite peaceful wasn't it? Kiru thought so. The multi haired colored Mage sat alone in her regular corner booth, filling out various paperwork and ledgers, scanning everything to make sure there wasn't a SINGLE hiccup in her work. After all, managing a secret crime syndicate's financial institutions was a very busy job, and any mistakes could have catastrophic consequences. None of which Kiru felt like dealing with today, so with her small pair of glasses, she'd endlessly retread every single speck of ink on the papers, over and over again until she was satisfied with their contents.

Today had been a rather boring and tedious day to be honest. Kiru had found herself filling out more paperwork than she could even bother to keep track of, mostly because of the stupid actions others had taken concerning Black Rose. Many people had asked for the guild's help, but were never inclined on returning the favour. As a result, the demon slayer usually took it upon herself to "acquire" the missing funds that were owed to the guild, and these transactions usually had their fair share of resistance. Normally that wouldn't be an issue, except for the fact that it came with a lot of paperwork afterwards. Not that it was really even her fault in the first place. Kiru always gave people every chance they could to resolve the matter peacefully. However more often than not they underestimated the demon slayer's resolve. Today looked to be no different. Kiru simply let her mind wander as it faded into the endless sea of papers... But then something interesting happened.

"Gun!" At this, the girl's attention was drawn almost immideatly towards the entrance of the Silvermoon Inn. Standing near the doors, holding a silver firearm looked to be... Jiyu? What on EARTH was she doing? And why was she pointing it at Ainsley? Not knowing the reasoning or motive behind the fellow ace's actions, Kiru only catiously stood up from her seat, staring carefully at Jiyu and the weapon. Had she gone completely insane? What would cause her to suddenly turn on her guild like this? Kiru couldn't say she knew her very well, but they did spend a considerable amount of time together in the past on a job. Kiru couldn't say she expected the girl to become a turncoat... No... Something was amiss.

As the gun gave the guildhall little choice but to listen to Jiyu, Kiru complied to it for now... Being careful not to provoke her into pulling the trigger. She listened very carefully, having her fists clenched as the girl's demon slaying aura expanded slightly in case things got ugly. Jiyu went on to explain their situation to the guildhall. Apparently she had unknown allies in waiting, and told them that if anyone in the guild tried to peruse Jiyu and her hostage would result and turning the city into a battleground. Threatning not only her guild member's life, but also the lives of innocent bystanders? No.. This was not something Kiru could tolerate. She said nothing at all but gave Jiyu a cold, blue stare... And then she left.

Almost on cue, her action was followed by another set, as multiple men entered after she left, holding enchanted weaponry. Kiru couldn't place any of their faces, and had no idea why they were working with Jiyu... But they were between Kiru and a guild member in danger... They wouldn't be for long. Stepping out of her booth, Kiru would simply walk towards the men with white water enveloping her arms. A small part of her hoped they would just do the smart thing and move out of her way... But the entire guild knew it was beyond that point by now...

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The atmosphere was foggy as the young looking girl got up from her little slumber. A bottle still in hand and sheets shuffled about the night before was all a blur just like she liked it. Trying to take a swig of whatever was left in the bottle, Aurora sighed in disappointment as it was empty, the typical way to start the day. She couldn't get smashed right off the bat, she would have to summon some more up if she wanted to do that, damn. Too lazy to do anything for a few good minutes Aurora stood there to regain her bearings, that's right she was in the guild hall of that black rose thing. Why was it called Black Rose? Red roses were more common anyway, did they just want to be special? Aurora was always told by people that she was special, though she was unsure if that was a compliment or an insult. She took it as a compliment to avoid being annoyed with half the population of Earthland. Getting up from the tiny bed Aurora looked around the area to make sure that she wasn't in another trap, and if there was anything to wear; again she could summon some up but she was lazy.

It took but a moment for her to find a small chest of drawers and one set of nice lacy underwear. it seemed a little risky and didn't fully seem her size, but she couldn't be a beggar. Changing into them she saw there weren't any other clothes around, strange... Why was there just this one pair in here with such a small... oh she got it. Didn't stop the fact that she had nothing else to wear, she could put on her normal clothes but they were dirty and these were clean so that meant she wouldn't be stinky. One plus one is chair, that was her logic.

Leaving out of the room, she didn't fully know where she was a commotion could be heard coming from her... well she wasn't good with directions but it came from some way and Aurora followed that. Arriving just in time to see a few men enter and one figure leave Aurora found the entire scene to be grim. Summoning up a bottle in her free hand she flicked the cap off and took a jaunty chug. She wasn't drunk enough to be dealing with any of this yet, whatever this all was. Considering these guys entered and pointed guns towards the various others in the guild hall, that probably meant they were trying to rob the place or something. Wait they were trying to rob the place? NO ONE STEALS AURORA'S BOOZE!

"Hey you punks! No one tries to boozes my steal, I'm going to bottle the throw at you!"

With all her strength she tossed the empty bottle in one of her hands towards one of the men that had entered. Hopefully, her intercontinental ballistic beer bottle would make its mark, that would teach them for trying to steal from her!

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Kisame is dropping out and Rhyolo has as well, so there are five people now making each eprsonal WC 3,000 words.

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Pale finger’s with short claws tugged on the hem of her white t-shirt, still rather unadapted to the feeling of clothing considering ‘jiyu’ was younger then she looked, fabric of her jean shorts making her legs itch and her face scrunch up slightly, triggering this scraping motion of her sandal-clad foot against the hard concrete floor of the place she had chosen to hold her hostage. “Damn.” her slick voice poured out swiftly as she scoffed, finger’s tugging on the hems as she squirmed in place for the moment, scowling visibly over her predicament which might not have been such a big deal if she was dressed like the original. The first odd thing for the captive to notice about this ‘Jiyu’ would be the fact she was wearing those sandals when Jiyu normally ran around barefoot even if someone scolded her, plus never once before would Ainsley have seen the Ace wearing any form of t-shirt, crop tops were the furthest Jiyu got towards covering any good deal of flesh. While this really looked exactly like Jiyu and sounded like the Inugami, some things were clearly instantly off, including the fact that when her shirt hiked up due to her squirming not a single sign of her Black Rose mark could be seen on her stomach. “This is so annoying, why do I need these?” however she knew better than to take her clothes off right now, apparently according to the people who had explained her purpose to her, this was how to pass off as normal and even pretend to be her original.

“MA2, you are pretending to be MA1 in an attempt to capture or end MA1 so you must dress like MA1.” it was a woman in her early twenties who was sitting on some piece of equipment in the building, thick dog tail sprawled out beside her, but otherwise she seemed human except for her oddly colored eyes. “Yeah, yeah, still this clothing thing sucks, Ayumi where did Aki go?” by now it was fairly clear that ‘Jiyu’s’ name was not Jiyu but rather MA2 and likely not the Kazehime that Black Rose knew, even if she was physically and mannerism wise a very convincing copy. “Aki wanted to play with the mages running around, and so did Eiji’s underlings, so she took them and hit the town. Apparently they are going to keep them busy so they don’t realize you aren’t MA1 until it's too late and we’ve already secured her” the man who spoke looked as if he was some partially transformed werewolf and had eyes of pitch black, while the brown dog laying on the ground beside him was clearly missing one of his yellow eyes. The girl now better identified as MA2 turned her focus entirely to the other three beings within the room, black dog tail swishing around behind her. “Damn Aki gets to have all the fun.” the odd-eyed girl scoffed it out, turning on her heels to look at her hostage once more. “I suppose I’ll keep myself entertained with you until MA1 comes back and surrenders herself to me in order to keep you alive. My name is MA2 Kazehime, the one’s behind me are part of the same family as MA1 and myself, but I guess MA1 calls herself Jiyu at the moment, foolish really changing one’s name.” sharp fangs glinted beneath her pale pink lips as she stared somewhat sadistically towards the girl she had abducted earlier, gun held loosely in her right hand. “Let’s play twenty questions, ask me anything you want, you’ll never be able to use any of it anyways.” the clone started laughing at her most recent comment, leaning back against some pole that happened to be behind her, odd optics glinting.

Meanwhile back where Black Rose would likely soon be breaking into the streets to pursue Jiyu and her captive? A small blonde child was running down the street, crying and screaming “Help!” shouting out for someone to aid her as a small pack of large dogs chased after her, snapping and biting as they went. Quickly one of the canine’s would leap at the child and knock her to the ground, rearing up with a snarl. “Someone Help!” the child screamed out, curled into herself and whimpering as the aggressive canine loomed over her.