Yoruko was left in a great degree of irritation. The boy had received a mission which he felt both annoyance and a great feeling of boredom towards. While he could use one of his newly discovered talents to transpose himself to his destination there had been mention of potential combat, and that left him with something to look forward to. Yoruko strolled along the city, black briefcase in hand as his violet eyes shot between people passing by him, wondering what the others around him were stuck doing. Familial things, perhaps work-relevant? He rolled his eyes at the thought of that being rather boring, working on things any more mundane than his current chore left him with an appetite with something much more risque. He was supposed to go to the bad side of town again and drop off this package. He wondered what was inside but his mission briefing was clear that he was not to ask any questions about the package, who was picking it up, or when they would show up. It was an annoying tinge of urgency which caused his pace to redouble at the recollection of his mission briefing. The boy turned an alleyway to reach a shortcut only to see a man before him with a knife in hand.
"Hand over da goods boy, or we'll 'ave ta cutcha!" The man spoke as a street urchin would. Yoruko smiled and was about to speak when he was cut off by another goon.
"Don't antagonize him, Hitsugi. If they sent this kid he must be skilled... Though I'd like to believe otherwise." The other man spoke though the other man rolled his eyes with a laugh.
"Sure sure, though I doubt he's worth da time o' day." The other man spoke again.
"In either case, we should be sure to-"
"If you're both done, then I'd like to get this over with." Yoruko stated with a foul look toward the two. The two men noticed that he was quite irate at this point and time.
"Yea yea, gimme the package an we'll let ye go, no strings attached~" The first man spoke, and a look of surprise crossed his face as Yoruko smiled.
"Fine. Take it." Yoruko spoke, tossing the suitcase at the man. The man was surprised but caught it anyways, checking to make sure it was correct in it's weight.
"Well, dat was easy eno-!" The man was cut off as he felt an iron fist digging deep into his stomach. Yoruko ripped the steel suitcase from the man's grasp and spun around to slam it into the man's temple, killing him in an instant with the impact. The red-haired boy twisted around and stared at the other man.
"So what's in the package?" He asked with a level tone, something to be unexpected from a boy of thirteen years of age. Well, almost fourteen soon.
"... It's none of your business. It's obvious your pay isn't enough for you to know what's inside of the suitcase." The second man, also clad in a suit jeered. Yoruko wasn't going to have any of that. He dashed at the man, swinging his free hand at the man who ducked under. A kick followed the fist, which caught the man's arm but in a block. Yoruko let out a soft grunt of enjoyment as the man proceeded to send his fist into the boy's stomach. Yoruko would never admit to being caught off guard but he had been. The man grabbed the top of Yoruko's hair via his head and headbutted the boy, before twisting him around and slamming his head into the brick wall. Yoruko felt pain before, he'd grown to somewhat enjoy the feeling as it assured him that he was still very much alive. This was the case even now as he clutched the man's hand within one of his gloves and squeezed. The man let out a noise indicating pain to which Yoruko chuckled.
A loud pop would be heard as he crushed the man's wrist with what felt like little effort to him, though that was possibly the adrenaline rushing through him. Yoruko would plant his foot inside of the man's stomach with a great force, sending him up against the wall. The boy's assault was only beginning however, as he proceeded to repeat the performance dealt to him to the man whose skull he now had within his grasp. But he didn't stop. He kept going, again and again. Soon the man's movements would falter and he would drop the body, grabbing the suitcase which had somehow dropped during the scuffle. Dusting himself off he made his way to the lower part of town, and waited for another man in a suit, as per the instructions. After exchanging the password indicated, he relinquished the suitcase and returned to the spire to turn in the mission.
[Mission complete: WC: 815]
"Hand over da goods boy, or we'll 'ave ta cutcha!" The man spoke as a street urchin would. Yoruko smiled and was about to speak when he was cut off by another goon.
"Don't antagonize him, Hitsugi. If they sent this kid he must be skilled... Though I'd like to believe otherwise." The other man spoke though the other man rolled his eyes with a laugh.
"Sure sure, though I doubt he's worth da time o' day." The other man spoke again.
"In either case, we should be sure to-"
"If you're both done, then I'd like to get this over with." Yoruko stated with a foul look toward the two. The two men noticed that he was quite irate at this point and time.
"Yea yea, gimme the package an we'll let ye go, no strings attached~" The first man spoke, and a look of surprise crossed his face as Yoruko smiled.
"Fine. Take it." Yoruko spoke, tossing the suitcase at the man. The man was surprised but caught it anyways, checking to make sure it was correct in it's weight.
"Well, dat was easy eno-!" The man was cut off as he felt an iron fist digging deep into his stomach. Yoruko ripped the steel suitcase from the man's grasp and spun around to slam it into the man's temple, killing him in an instant with the impact. The red-haired boy twisted around and stared at the other man.
"So what's in the package?" He asked with a level tone, something to be unexpected from a boy of thirteen years of age. Well, almost fourteen soon.
"... It's none of your business. It's obvious your pay isn't enough for you to know what's inside of the suitcase." The second man, also clad in a suit jeered. Yoruko wasn't going to have any of that. He dashed at the man, swinging his free hand at the man who ducked under. A kick followed the fist, which caught the man's arm but in a block. Yoruko let out a soft grunt of enjoyment as the man proceeded to send his fist into the boy's stomach. Yoruko would never admit to being caught off guard but he had been. The man grabbed the top of Yoruko's hair via his head and headbutted the boy, before twisting him around and slamming his head into the brick wall. Yoruko felt pain before, he'd grown to somewhat enjoy the feeling as it assured him that he was still very much alive. This was the case even now as he clutched the man's hand within one of his gloves and squeezed. The man let out a noise indicating pain to which Yoruko chuckled.
A loud pop would be heard as he crushed the man's wrist with what felt like little effort to him, though that was possibly the adrenaline rushing through him. Yoruko would plant his foot inside of the man's stomach with a great force, sending him up against the wall. The boy's assault was only beginning however, as he proceeded to repeat the performance dealt to him to the man whose skull he now had within his grasp. But he didn't stop. He kept going, again and again. Soon the man's movements would falter and he would drop the body, grabbing the suitcase which had somehow dropped during the scuffle. Dusting himself off he made his way to the lower part of town, and waited for another man in a suit, as per the instructions. After exchanging the password indicated, he relinquished the suitcase and returned to the spire to turn in the mission.
[Mission complete: WC: 815]