[color=a0410d]“Dead inside?”[/color] Jason spoke aloud as the woman marched up the steps.[color=a0410d] “You could say that.”[/color] His hands wrapped around the shoulders of the freshly made corpse, pulled and tugging on his coat to free him from the spear he’d been impaled on. The body gave a slick schlop sound as it pulled from the spear, Jason let a deep sigh out, the body had fallen onto his feet and gotten blood on his shoes. [color=a0410d] “Sigh...”[/color] He looked down at the corpse and shook his head,[color=a0410d] “Why do I have to do this kind of work.” [/color]He wasn’t interested in these random serials. 

He looked around the old basement, he could see the bones of the other victims littering the sacred floor. His eyes wandered though, searching for anything he might be able to use… That’s when it caught his eye, an old shroud for some god. Did it matter what god? No.. Because in the eyes of Jason Gold, there was no god. He walked slowly over to the shroud, clapping hands together and placing his glove upon it. Ink poured out into an alchemical circle, his hand still touching causes the circle to light up and spark… soon the material warps and transforms into that of a body bag.

He pulled the dead psycho over to the bag and stuffed him down, the sound of the plastic crumpling as he is put into it. Once finished, he zipped it up… This was going to be a pain. He cracked his neck and lifted the bag up, dragging it behind him and heading towards the nearest phone booth. The path was long and draining, the state alchemist kept his eyes down upon the cobblestone street and paid no heed to the peoples murmurs. 

Within a few moments he found the phone-booth he’d been looking for. After digging for a few loose coins in his pocket, finding mostly lint and his wallet however, he decided to look around… Not many people were looking his way… that was good. He grabbed a few pebbles and placed them in a circle, once more the ink poured from his glove and formed a circle… this time turning the pebbles into a few coins. No one would report him for this, as they didn’t see what happened.

With his new ill-gotten coins, he begins to make his phone-call. Somewhere, on the other end of the line, was Central… Though it was quite late at night. “Hnng?” One of the majors was still at work luckily… though he was doing nothing but paperwork… He watched the phone ring, his green eyes slowly re-adjusting as he’d been awoken from an impromptu nap. He let his hand rub against his scalp, ruffling his short blond hair. “Ok Ok, I get it phone.” He grumbled, picking up the nagging device. “Major North, Central command, Can I help you?” 

Jason shook his head, it was about time he answered,[color=a0410d] “This is State Alchemist, Jason Gold, I’ve captured the target.”[/color] Major North began to rub the bridge of his nose with his free hand. “Oh god it’s him...” [color=a0410d]“I heard you major.”[/color] “AH!?” He realized he’d spoke aloud now… “Ahahah, Well How are you today Jason?” His laugh was nervous, trying to overcome the embarrassment he just felt. [color=a0410d]“I’m fine Major, Are you doing well? You sound tired.” [/color]Jason tried to put on a happy air, but he really didn’t feel like speaking right now. 

“Yes, yes, I’m doing fine, Just fell asleep doing some paper work.” Once more the major laughed a bit nervous, “Are you coming in then?” Jason nodded, despite the major not being able to see him. [color=a0410d]“Yes I’ll be coming in, I’ll get a train in the morning. Please prepare something fitting, the criminal is… very dead.”[/color] Jason remarked, looking back at the body bag. “Oh… Did you?” The soldiers lip trembled a bit,[color=a0410d] “No, He was dead when I found him.”[/color] “That’s… a relief. Alright, we need you to come in anyway so this is pretty convenient.” 

Jason blinked a bit, surprised that they needed him to come in. [color=a0410d]“What’s going on?”[/color] He asked, “I can’t really say much, they are keeping it pretty hush hush right now. But it looks like something big is going down and they are calling in some of the more… extravagant alchemists.” He coughed a bit, [color=a0410d]“You don’t have to sugar coat it Major. They’re calling in the alchemists with more extreme research. Such as those hunting rogue alchemists perhaps?”[/color] The major sighed and nodded, again despite the other end not being able to see it. “And from what I’ve seen… I can’t confirm anything yet… But they are calling in those researching the events from fifty years ago as well.”

[color=a0410d]“This will be an interesting group then.” [/color]Jason stated, [color=a0410d]“I’ll be coming in.”[/color] “Alright Jason, take care of yourself, see you tomorrow.” [color=a0410d]“I’ll see you tomorrow Major.”[/color]