[center][h1][b][u][i][color=gold]GOSPEL[/color][/i][/u][/b][/h1][/center]

"I do think so," Gospel shrunk a little but still towered over the detective, "Let me guess, fire, ash, semi-desecrated corpses, mostly middle-aged male victims? Some of which have had criminal records?"

Gospel tired of his larger form and could feel the drain on his aging system already. Jump off his grand platform, by the time he landed next to Kito, he was only a few inches taller than he was and executed two flips perfect enough to make gold-medal Olympic gymnasts jealous. He paced around pretending as if he was thinking and pondering upon a myriad number of possible targets and people before coming up on a single person, not that he was actually. Dramatic effect was always a good way to set the scene.

"Ahh yes, there is one person in question..." Gospel trailed his voice off like a fishing line trying to lure Kito's interest, "A small, bright little girl with a dark, horrid past. One so dark that her brightness comes only from the fires of which she burns her victims in, scattering their ashes like grey snow afterwards, burnt so that no machine could ever hope to pick up traces of DNA off of them."

The God stopped pacing around Kito for a second and tilted his mask down a little as it he was grinning under it, "However, I did promise the sweet little thing that I would not interfere with her play time. As such I am going to withhold her name under my own honor."

Gospel twisted his fingers and with a pompous tone pledged, "Scout's honor and such".

With either inhuman strength, negation of the laws of physics or both, the God leaped gracefully back up to his platform, clockwork under it began to whirr about as it unfolded and spun slightly as if it was to move soon.

"I will tell you that you ought to look into your Yakuza friends a bit more, namely that operating under the title of 'Okozaki Adult Entertainment Corporation' and their [i]'gentlemen clubs'[/i] and perhaps you'll find the girl's mother. Or what's left of her, if anything at all."

The platform's mechanics became louder as more complex arms, spheres and shapes of all sorts cropped up around Gospel's platform and they began to spin slowly around Gospel and Ruruli who had appeared from somewhere, grasping to his clothes.

"Ruruli however will help you slightly by enticing and making the owner more... [i]malleable[/i], he happens to have a certain [i]taste[/i] which Ruruli can fulfill."

The red-suit being bowed with a formal "ta-ta", as did his animal-eared assistant, as the arms around their platform spun faster and faster, generating a blinding light that had swallowed them whole and would also force Kito out of the Colosseum. 

Oh this was going to be interesting indeed.

[@Krinos Solstice]