[center][h3][color=9e0b0f]Nero Garuhi[/color][/h3][/center]
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[center][h3]Apartment[/h3][/center]

A deep silence had filled the musky, stifling apartment. Shadows grew tall in the room, with the only light reflecting from the television screen, ranting and raving about the recent Orc and Kappa bank heist, and how the H.A.M.S.S member, Ryia the dracogirl was able to put a stop to their attempted robbery. Flashes of photographs of the car being toppled over and the robbers in question being hauled away dotted the television screen. A pair of eyes watched from in the shadows, Nero, sitting still on a dirty, mangled sofa with his cold, calculated eyes gazed like daggers at the screen, his face twisted into a frown, scornfully he spoke to himself.

[color=9e0b0f]"Dumb Bitch..."[/color] He venomously spat, taking a sip of a putrid glass of tapwater laid within his left hand, followed by a pained sigh.

[color=9e0b0f]"You just let a bunch of idiots live. Why didn't you kill them...? Now they will live, and get a nice comfy prison cell to fester inside, wasting our funds on them, the cost of a prisoner is expensive, and now you've just guaranteed more of my and everyone else's taxes fund the mouths of worthless scumbags... You stupid whore..."[/color]

Nero's hand twitched and violently shook, in but a second the glass began to crack, almost completely severing the glass completely before Nero resisted the urge to do so. Instead he simply set the glass down on the floor and stood up, shaking his head in disinterest at the following news, he felt taking his eyes off the tv would probably benefit him, plus, avoiding the stupidity of the world around him would no doubt benefit and save his sanity.

The stern male approached his bedroom, opening the door his weapons and technological tools of choice laid bare for only him to see. A small flicker of a smile returned to him for a mere moment, before his attention turned to maintaining his weapons of choice. Who knows how long it would take for him to get called on an actual mission where he could nullify the existences of bastards who didn't deserve to breathe. It didn't take the man long to calibrate his weapons, perfect and in just the right shape. They would need to be, given the fact his job involved putting down sorry bastards who were against him, monster and human alike. By the time he was done tinkering, the smile he had briefly possessed returned once more, as his body collapsed onto his bed. 

His rest turned out to be merely a small respite, his smartphone, lodged in his pocket violently vibrated, a phonecall. Lazily sliding his hand into his pocket, he knew the number immediately as he looked to check. A mission. A demon... preying on humans after taking them hostage, robbing banks. Another bank?

[color=9e0b0f]"Give me a fucking break..."[/color] He loudly groaned, rubbing his forehead with disdain. It's not like he could deny the job, this was his life now. Upon listening further for his mission, he was informed Lysander was already on the sight for the demon, and was making quick progress. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Fine... I'll go see too it these things actually remain dead... Not like that..."[/color]

Nero had to bite his lip to stop him from speaking, he would gain nothing from badmouthing his other members so openly, and quickly shut himself up, hastily accepted and shut off his phone. With a mission accepted he gripped his weapons of choice and equipped them, readying his HF blade, his rifle and all his other tools, the man quickly left through his open window, quickly darting off to pursue Lysander, and provide backup.

[center][h3]Osaka Streets[/h3][/center]
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Using the rooftops to his advantage, the scent of grime and the vision of steam escaping from the ducts on each roof worked wonders to keep Lysander from getting the drop on his scent. He would notice his scent if he had leapt down, but keeping to the roofs was the only choice he had so that he wasn't spotted. If he couldn't spot nero, the enemy most likely wouldn't either, with any luck. Curiously, Nero continued to race across the rooftops, until the werewolf had stopped, telling his group that they dont want any deaths among the pack, and that the demons lair was close.

([color=9e0b0f]"he found them already...?"[/color]) Nero pondered before the moron unleashed a loud howl. Nero went pale for a minute, before screaming internally into himself, shouting inside his own mind.

([color=9e0b0f]"YOU'RE KIDDING ME?! THIS IDIOT JUST ANNOUNCED HIS PRESENCE TO THE WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD?! WHY DIDN'T HE JUST WAIT AND PICK THE OPPONENTS OFF STEALTHILY?! THIS FOOL! THIS IDIOT! THIS DUMBASS!"[/color])

A faint breeze passed by Nero's ear the moment he stopped to think. In but a mere moment, a demon had already quickly circled around him, its fangs outstretched ready to chomp on his neck at the next given second. Of course, Nero wouldn't allow such a thing to happen and so merely hopped out of the way, causing the demon to stumble, losing its balance. He could just let the demon fall off the building, but that definitely wouldn't stop it, no he needed to do this more efficiently. With a quick unsheathe, Nero had removed the High-freuqnecy tachi from within and diagonally sliced upward. The molten hot, electric blade quickly carved through the demons hip, through the stomach, the ribcage and its jugular in but a single slice, effectively eliminating one of the demons with little effort as it collapsed back, nothing but a mere corpse now.

[color=9e0b0f]"Great... this is just perfect..."[/color]