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[color=silver]First Years in Ominar to Day Three - 11pm(Day two)-11am(Day Three)[/color][hr][/center]
[indent][color=silver]When Jaakuna had arrived in Ominar, he was a stranger. Of course, he had money to buy an apartment. It wasn't anything fancy, but it allowed him a place of residence while he searched the slums for work. It didn’t matter what kind of work he got. To him, whether it was honest work or something under the table, it just mattered that he get the pounds in his pocket. 
 
In the first year he had been in Ominar, Jaakuna was with an independent contractor that had been hired for some job. Jaakuna didn’t know the specifics of it. All he knew was that he was apart of a team that was in charge of laying out the foundation of the site. 
 
Jaakuna was with that job for about two years after getting it(which was around the six month mark of being in Ominar). A short time after being let go due to concerns of Jaakuna’s temper getting in the way of team morale, he soon found himself on the hunt again. This time, he searched in areas that were below the legal radar. In doing this, he got a few little jobs being an errand boy for some low-profile druglords. Some of them were trying to move their products into other territories, while other were trying to sabotage other territories by messing with a rival drug lords’ sales. 
 
Regardless of why he had been hired, Jaakuna would soon hype his own name as being one of the most fearless guys around the Slums of Ominar. SOon, those higher up in the criminal underground of Ominar  would send their contacts in the slums to approach him. And soon, Jaakuna would have a line of job offers that, while being more dangerous than just having a few dime bags of what some call “Praemium Sugar” - a play on the race of Prae, but it’s really just a different synthetic that’s of higher quality than the kind you would buy in the Slums - the pay was almost ten-times what he was getting before.
 
These jobs have been going on for about two and a half years. Jaakuna’s reputation has gotten so great that even those who are considered the highest of the highest sought after him for his services. At some point - though Jaakuna didn’t realize how he managed it - an associate of someone named Darius. 
 
One thing Jaakuna had to swear before entering any kind of agreement of employment, he had to swear that he would handle each job as discreetly as he possibly could. This meant that Jaakuna’s usual tactics weren’t always going to be ideal. It was explained to him that his new boss liked things a certain way. Everything must go according to how the boss likes it. Screw it up and there wouldn’t be any future work for him anywhere in the city. Jaakuna understood that more than anyone. 
 
This was last year.

In the months that followed, Jaak didn’t meet with Darius directly, but instead met through a series of handlers. Some took a liking to Jaak and some seemed to try and sabotage whatever job he was handed. What those who tried to ruin his good name didn’t count on was that had street smarts and how he was smarter than the average bear. So, when it came to do every job, Jaakuna made sure that he did it better than the last. When it seemed like it would go sideways, Jaakuna found…[i]alternative[/i] ways of approaching it. Not always pretty, but it got the job done. But more importantly, it never connected Jaak to Darius, which was what the latter had told Jaak’s handlers to keep in mind when each job was completed.
 
And that’s something Jaakuna has kept in mind even after the most recent job he had completed. It was one of the more simple jobs he was given. SOmeone by the name of Quinn, a human,  was late to a few payments he owed Darius. There was also word that Quinn was talking to some people he thought were friends but were actually spies for Darius, that he was going to try and assassinate the Mafia Boss.  So Anya - Jaakuna’s most frequent handler - told him to show that if you don’t take Darius seriously, bad things were bound to happen. And as a loyal employee, Jaakuna did just as he was told.
 
Quinn lived in an upscale neighborhood just about twenty minutes by car from Jaakuna’s upscale apartment. It was a nice neighborhood. It had a gate, multiple-story houses, and cars that made Jaak think of the suburbs in other areas of Medius that catered to the upper-middle class. Still, that didn’t make Jaakuna lose sight of the job. He had to make this Quinn pay. Or know that you don’t soil the hand of the one that pays for this lavish lifestyle.
 
As he approached the house, Jaakuna took a moment to look at it. It was nice - expensive-looking - but nice. If it wasn’t for what Jaakuna was about to do, he might’ve bought this place. But orders are orders.
 
Not wasting any time, Jaakuna had concentrated his vis into his gauntlets. They created six blades(three on each hand) of pure vis - something he has been able to do constantly for a while now. He began to rapidly shoot it at the property. There wasn’t a consistency to it, though. Most of the shots of energy that came from the blade. Some of the shots broke windows, some pierced his garage, but the rest of them were spread throughout that it was as if a gang had came by and done a driveby. 
 
After Jaakuna was done, he drafted a portal behind him, and it teleported him on top of the house. He did that so, when Quinn would come out. And just as Jaak anticipated, Quinn came out, alerted by the sounds of what sounded like gunshots in front of his house. He thrashed around and screamed at the damage to his property, all the while Jaak was sitting on the roof, enjoying a cigar. As he puffed a circle of smoke, he would speak.
 
“[color=fc1800]Next time you want to talk about killing your boss, be careful who you say it to.[/color]” Jaakuna said, looking down at Quinn.
 
“Who are you?!” Quinn shouted.
 
[color=darkred][i]He seems angry[/i][/color]
 
Ignoring Akuma, Jaakuna drafted another portal, and appeared in front of Quinn, his hand on Quinn’s dirty shoulder. His mouth was near Quinn’s ear. “[color=fc1800]Listen, when the authorities get here, you’re going to tell them that it was a driveby for revenge about your abusive ways to your ex-wife. And after you convince them it was nothing more and nothing less, you’re going to pay Darius the money you owe him come the end of the day. I don’t care what you have to do or who you have to rob to get the money, but you [i]will[/i] pay him. Or, someone less-forgiving than I am will come visit you, and you might not live to see the end of it.[/color]” 
 
After Jaakuna gave Quinn that stern, grim threat, he patted his shoulder, and would draft a series of portals that would have him getting out of the suburbs and getting to where he needed to be. Meanwhile, he phoned Anya. “[color=fc1800]It’s done. Quinn won’t be late to his payments anymore.[/color]” After that, Anya would carry over the news to a series of handlers, and it would reach Darius at some point. As for JAakuna? Well, there’s a donut that his name on it.
 
Not bad for a day’s work, huh?[/color][/indent]