High above in the skies close to Motor City, Killua hovered in his experimental flight suit. In the visor of the helmet, a simple message was displayed that the young dark mage read over and over again, each time lingering on the name that signed off on the document. Jaylin Jasper, a name he was quite familiar with over his course in Bosco's Military their best informant, if they needed information on, he had it, there was one problem, he was supposed to be dead. Yet here he was reading the same message over and over again, there was no one else that could access these channels without them being given, as they were his previous team's personal private channel.
'Let's see what dead men have to tell.' He thought taking a look at the given location one more time. The engines of the jetpack revved up as he made his way towards the given coordinates in Motor City. As the clouds cleared up he looked over the bustling city, with different technologies that one would rarely see in Fiore, here looked like a daily occurrence. He looked one last time at the location he was given in the message and removed it from the visor as he brought himself down.
The compound didn't look like much it mostly looked like a small company building with a few garages. Putting himself down in front of the building he was quickly met with a few armed guards that quickly surrounded him. They looked like a private military brigade that was assembled to guard the location, dressed in an all-black combat outfit, they had aimed it him up with standard-issue M4 carbine rifles, meaning that they were not elite in any way but enough to guard the premise. Kil stood his ground without moving as to not show any malicious intent, they were doing their job and he was here for a meeting there was no need on his side to escalate.
One of the guards tilted his head if he had to guess he was receiving information on the earbud connected to his radio. Soon he lowered his rifle slightly, holding it in a defensive stance, ready to aim if the need arose, the rest followed suit quickly. "Follow me." The one that received the orders just said, and Kil simply nodded, following suit without removing his set of armor. The establishment didn't look like much but since they were moving towards a cargo elevator he quickly found out where they were going, two guards went in and Kil continued to follow, a specific code was inputted and instead of going up as the elevator showed, they started to descent into the underground.
After some time they finally reached their destination, as the doors opened the ex-operative looked behind him and the two guards nodded him forward. With Kil stepping out they quickly closed the elevator and were nowhere to be seen anymore. Kil looked forward as he now entered a well-lit room, one half looked like a study full of books, the other like a spy master's den, filled to the brim with monitors and different lacrima based devices that he had no idea what did and in the middle a simple desk in front of an active fireplace, with a chair that was facing towards it.
" Well, it really is you. Of course, I knew that but seeing you in the flesh is quite a relief." The chair was turned around to reveal a rather tall individual that was dressed in a simple black shirt. As for looks, he looked quite older than Killua himself, donning a grayish beard, and very short hair that was gray-ish white as well due to the age of the person.
" I thought you were dead old man JJ." Kil said with a smile hidden under the helmet of the armor.
A short laugh emitted from the other end of the room. " You're still a twirp I see. You can remove little Valk's armor and come have a seat."
Kil nodded, a short blue light enveloped him as he was now in his shorts and a white T-shirt. " So what do you have for me JJ, especially if you faked your death so good that you can fake out the S&I department?" He asked as he took a seat in front of him.
" What I can't say hello to an old buddy? You've gotten bigger since the last time." He laughed again. " I built a small empire for myself here in Fiore under a new name, but you can still call me JJ, the fewer connections between us, the better our partnership will be."
" Partnership?" The young dark mage asked as he raised an eyebrow.
" Don't look at me like that, once I tell you why I brought you here, we'll be working more closely together like before. A drink? Carbonated of course I can't give you alcohol before a job, even though you should be in the drinking age in Fiore." He said as JJ poured himself a beverage and poured some kind of carbonated drink for him, pushing the glass to his edge of the table.
" Okay, I'm listening, better be worth my time. You know I joined a guild, no longer the small freelancer taking odd jobs here and there." Kil said as he took the glass and tasted the drink, soon he found himself taking a bigger sip as he quite liked the taste.
" You like it? Special made, preparing to ship it out under one of my new companies. As for that, I know that you've joined a guild. Errings Rising? I've had people watching you as soon as the video of you executing a magic representative. Ha! I knew it was you as soon as I saw the lightning plus your mop of white hair."
" I'm not surprised now that I know you're alive and operating in Fiore. So why contact me now, why not sooner?" The god slayer asked, placing the drink back on the table.
" Bosco has a new operative department, that follows a modified program of the one you were being indoctrinated to follow without question. Well, it's doing quite the job in training new agents that are older and physically stronger, old agent's that had reported back to Bosco after your little ploy, are also part of the program, as I've noticed that their files have been taken down, unlike yours which stay M.I.A." He paused for a moment. " A lot of agents have returned, I don't know if they were forced, captured or not but I am sure some have joined, and they are people that you knew on quite a personal level."
" I thought I cut off the head?"
" Naive, I expected something like this, I was closely following the event and it seemed far too easy, maybe if you had told someone they snitched, or they had their own spies looking at you."
Kil thought about this, not many people knew about his intention as he warned them to take on missions for them to be away during this time. He had to think about this, and if he could get in touch with some of the people if they are still alive.
" I'll see what I can find about that but I may need your help." Kil said as he took another sip of the carbonated drink.
" See I told you, we're already partners. Now to get to the main point you are here today." He said fishing for something in the drawers of his desk. Soon he found it and pulled out a tan folder with the big red words 'Confidential'. Kil pushed forwarded and grabbed the folder, however he was met with quite a bit of force on the other side, not letting the folder go, shooting him a questioning look, he waited for JJ to explain himself.
Jaylin looked him in the eyes. " I have to warn you if you open this, you'll be doing this job 100% there is no turning back, and not because I will force you, because of the contents inside and with what they are connected, so if you want to pull out, it's now or never." He said seriously, never breaking eye contact. Kil simply nodded and after a few seconds, the older man released the folder from his grip, letting Killua take it completely in his hands.
Kil looked it over one more time, eyes lingering on the giant red 'Confidential' before he flipped it open and started to draw the first of many notes and pictures in it. He hadn't even taken the full picture out and his eyes shifted towards JJ. He hated it when he was so right, there was no pulling back now, he had already accepted the job even before he knew any details as to what it was expected of him to do.
WC: 1508
TWC: 1508/10000
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Orange JJ
'Let's see what dead men have to tell.' He thought taking a look at the given location one more time. The engines of the jetpack revved up as he made his way towards the given coordinates in Motor City. As the clouds cleared up he looked over the bustling city, with different technologies that one would rarely see in Fiore, here looked like a daily occurrence. He looked one last time at the location he was given in the message and removed it from the visor as he brought himself down.
The compound didn't look like much it mostly looked like a small company building with a few garages. Putting himself down in front of the building he was quickly met with a few armed guards that quickly surrounded him. They looked like a private military brigade that was assembled to guard the location, dressed in an all-black combat outfit, they had aimed it him up with standard-issue M4 carbine rifles, meaning that they were not elite in any way but enough to guard the premise. Kil stood his ground without moving as to not show any malicious intent, they were doing their job and he was here for a meeting there was no need on his side to escalate.
One of the guards tilted his head if he had to guess he was receiving information on the earbud connected to his radio. Soon he lowered his rifle slightly, holding it in a defensive stance, ready to aim if the need arose, the rest followed suit quickly. "Follow me." The one that received the orders just said, and Kil simply nodded, following suit without removing his set of armor. The establishment didn't look like much but since they were moving towards a cargo elevator he quickly found out where they were going, two guards went in and Kil continued to follow, a specific code was inputted and instead of going up as the elevator showed, they started to descent into the underground.
After some time they finally reached their destination, as the doors opened the ex-operative looked behind him and the two guards nodded him forward. With Kil stepping out they quickly closed the elevator and were nowhere to be seen anymore. Kil looked forward as he now entered a well-lit room, one half looked like a study full of books, the other like a spy master's den, filled to the brim with monitors and different lacrima based devices that he had no idea what did and in the middle a simple desk in front of an active fireplace, with a chair that was facing towards it.
" Well, it really is you. Of course, I knew that but seeing you in the flesh is quite a relief." The chair was turned around to reveal a rather tall individual that was dressed in a simple black shirt. As for looks, he looked quite older than Killua himself, donning a grayish beard, and very short hair that was gray-ish white as well due to the age of the person.
" I thought you were dead old man JJ." Kil said with a smile hidden under the helmet of the armor.
A short laugh emitted from the other end of the room. " You're still a twirp I see. You can remove little Valk's armor and come have a seat."
Kil nodded, a short blue light enveloped him as he was now in his shorts and a white T-shirt. " So what do you have for me JJ, especially if you faked your death so good that you can fake out the S&I department?" He asked as he took a seat in front of him.
" What I can't say hello to an old buddy? You've gotten bigger since the last time." He laughed again. " I built a small empire for myself here in Fiore under a new name, but you can still call me JJ, the fewer connections between us, the better our partnership will be."
" Partnership?" The young dark mage asked as he raised an eyebrow.
" Don't look at me like that, once I tell you why I brought you here, we'll be working more closely together like before. A drink? Carbonated of course I can't give you alcohol before a job, even though you should be in the drinking age in Fiore." He said as JJ poured himself a beverage and poured some kind of carbonated drink for him, pushing the glass to his edge of the table.
" Okay, I'm listening, better be worth my time. You know I joined a guild, no longer the small freelancer taking odd jobs here and there." Kil said as he took the glass and tasted the drink, soon he found himself taking a bigger sip as he quite liked the taste.
" You like it? Special made, preparing to ship it out under one of my new companies. As for that, I know that you've joined a guild. Errings Rising? I've had people watching you as soon as the video of you executing a magic representative. Ha! I knew it was you as soon as I saw the lightning plus your mop of white hair."
" I'm not surprised now that I know you're alive and operating in Fiore. So why contact me now, why not sooner?" The god slayer asked, placing the drink back on the table.
" Bosco has a new operative department, that follows a modified program of the one you were being indoctrinated to follow without question. Well, it's doing quite the job in training new agents that are older and physically stronger, old agent's that had reported back to Bosco after your little ploy, are also part of the program, as I've noticed that their files have been taken down, unlike yours which stay M.I.A." He paused for a moment. " A lot of agents have returned, I don't know if they were forced, captured or not but I am sure some have joined, and they are people that you knew on quite a personal level."
" I thought I cut off the head?"
" Naive, I expected something like this, I was closely following the event and it seemed far too easy, maybe if you had told someone they snitched, or they had their own spies looking at you."
Kil thought about this, not many people knew about his intention as he warned them to take on missions for them to be away during this time. He had to think about this, and if he could get in touch with some of the people if they are still alive.
" I'll see what I can find about that but I may need your help." Kil said as he took another sip of the carbonated drink.
" See I told you, we're already partners. Now to get to the main point you are here today." He said fishing for something in the drawers of his desk. Soon he found it and pulled out a tan folder with the big red words 'Confidential'. Kil pushed forwarded and grabbed the folder, however he was met with quite a bit of force on the other side, not letting the folder go, shooting him a questioning look, he waited for JJ to explain himself.
Jaylin looked him in the eyes. " I have to warn you if you open this, you'll be doing this job 100% there is no turning back, and not because I will force you, because of the contents inside and with what they are connected, so if you want to pull out, it's now or never." He said seriously, never breaking eye contact. Kil simply nodded and after a few seconds, the older man released the folder from his grip, letting Killua take it completely in his hands.
Kil looked it over one more time, eyes lingering on the giant red 'Confidential' before he flipped it open and started to draw the first of many notes and pictures in it. He hadn't even taken the full picture out and his eyes shifted towards JJ. He hated it when he was so right, there was no pulling back now, he had already accepted the job even before he knew any details as to what it was expected of him to do.
WC: 1508
TWC: 1508/10000
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Orange JJ