He could feel them. Ashtev could feel how close they were, and he did not like it. How could have have been so wrong in judging the distance. Crap! If they get to close... They attack... They catch me... Yes he was a bounty hunter, but he had a vague idea of what they'd do to a force sensitive like himself if he was found out. His skill with the Force Stealth ability was limited and he knew those in pursuit of the girl were far superior to him. "Dammit..." He silently grumbled before issuing a quick signal to Roll and rushing off. Just running, he could at least pass up the girl. "Hurry up." He spoke quickly as he passed her, keeping his voice as hushed as he could. He wasn't going to let himself be found out. This bounty hunter thing had been working out nicely and he wasn't losing the life his master had saved.
Come on... Come oooon. The girl was going for something. What?! A grin spread across his lips as he caught sight of the Speeder. "I said hurry the hell up!" He shouted keeping his face more or less hidden with his hood as he jumped and kicked the pilot droid off the machine and got ready to fly. As he did two cable shot out of Roll, latching onto the side of the Speeder connecting the small droid to it. It would hinder the performance but just a bit. They could still get away assuming the girl didn't try to put up a fight or something. I can't believe how STUPID I am! He could feel the presence of powerful enemies. He should have left well enough alone and waited out for another bounty. He wasn't even sure if this chick would be worth much! Fuck... How would she react if... He shook his head and began to head out the moment he was sure the girl was close enough to come along with him. He wasn't about to miss out on a payday because of a screw up. He had to cash in.
...Actually yeah that would make more for an easier timeskip. Skip over the actual shopping and heading home and stuff. I can work with this.
In the meantime, I suppose that means we're going to race, @Demon Shinobi?
figured a race would work out. We can choose a winner at random. Or something if it helps. EDIT: Unless Yuki races. Those legs will win almost every time.
"well who said I wanna make this my home?" Yomi asked simply. Just before they reached the tailor workshop. "I mean it's not like I'm not happy to have parents but if I'm gonna have to be cooped up here than... I don't know Kaori. Everything's changing real fast." He sighed before entering the place. "Alright let's worry about that later and worry about clothes now. Get a little extra. Just in case. Never know when you'll get this shot again." He finally said chuckling as he stepped away from her to begin getting measured, fitted, having clothes made, etc.
It had been one of those days. The kind of day when you just aren't completely sure on what to do. Nothing excited had really happened, which in retrospect was good for the young bounty hunter having just collected on a bounty earlier that day. He'd eaten and gotten the chance to relax a bit, but that didn't quell the boredom. How could it?
Of course, that wasn't the real problem. Ever since things had changed and he'd found himself in this situation he'd done his best to keep occupied. He felt wrong. Like he was betraying everything he'd been taught. Especially when he was forced to conceal his presence. But that wasn't his life anymore. It wasn't the type of world where feeling could get you anywhere. This was a world where you looked out for yourself and made sure not to slip up. "I'll take one of these. And..." Ashtev stopped speaking putting down what he'd just picked up. The attendant was certainly confusing. Something was off.
What kind of... He felt it. Somebody... Being pursued. Sure he wasn't good at the whole "Force Stealth" as his master had referred to it, but he got by. And he knew that the thing following whoever he was feeling was pretty good too. If they were good enough... Better than him anyway and he got found out he was screwed. All that work for nothing. Maybe it was some kind of divine punishment. But hey maybe it was a blessing. A little excitement. He could catch this person, or thing and then turn them or it into the empire himself for a pretty penny. "Can't blame a guy for wanting to make a living." He said in a hushed tone as he turned away and pulled his hood on. "Roll, come on." He said as he headed off in the direction of the presence.
Luckily for Ashtev the person was close enough. Because of that it wasn't hard to pick them out. They were covered from head to toe, and even just looking ahead, the way they were carrying themselves. "Too suspicious whoever you are." He said before directing Roll forward. The little bot weaved through the crowd until it not-so-coincidentally bumped into the leg of Lunaris, hopefully going fast enough to make the figure trip or stumble. Even then, Roll would try his best to keep them in place. With this, it was time to act. Ashtev started moving forward a bit more quickly. "Roll?!" He called out once or twice until he was near the figure he was now pursuing himself. Others weren't too far behind though. This had to be done quick. "Aw man... I'm so sorry for my droid." Playing the innocent act. Not always his strong suit, but typically good enough in his experience. "He just gets away from me sometimes." Meanwhile the droid was acting in a somewhat affectionate manner brushing against the target. "I guess he likes you." Ashtev laughed a bit.
More or Less Yoshi was okay with the turnout. Even if Rei was the only one he really trusted. It showed too when he watched the small group form and stayed away. "More like I'm glad to have you with me. Would have sucked if I was in the mafia and my best bud was nowhere to be found." He laughed a bit before glancing towards the group. Crap, he needed a shopping bag... But... Ayumu... He wanted to stay away from him... And his questions. Why does he ask so many? What does he get out of it? He always wondered. Especially when Ayumu tried to sneak in little tidbits that he assumed the upperclassman just wanted to hold over the apparent mafia boss. Out of everyone else, he could have done without that pretty bastard.
"Still, I'm pretty interested. Camping huh? There's gotta be more to it than that." It was something of video game mentality. Somehow he felt there had to be more to it than simple bonding. "Gonna need to buy a sleeping bag. Old one's messed up to hell." He smirked and glanced at Rei. "Wanna race? Not sure how everyone else plans to do this, but the quicker we get through this shopping thing the better." Was what he said, though there was more to it than that. It was sort of a way to excuse separating himself from the group. A little competition. Out of everyone surely only Hisai would join right? Even then that wasn't a guarantee. He seemed more interested in games than anything else. But who knew how far that rivalry would spread.
Yoshiaki shook his head when he realized the somewhat competitive glare he was giving one upperclassman after enough. "Welp! I'm not waiting for you Rei! I'm gonna beat you there for sure!" He said before running off. "Usual bet! Loser's treating the winner to food and games!" He added loudly to his friend. Best to get things out of the way quickly. They had one night left. Tomorrow at 8AM The group was diving into the mafia world. Sure camping seemed like a silly start, but he was ready for this little challenge.
"You should relax Shiso. It will come to you. As of now, you are doing quite well in your work. You can only stand to get in your own way with such worries." Fon said simply as he watch things play out further, even offering a chuckle at the boss's actions. "He certainly is different. I'm curious as to how this'll pay out." He then spoke before turning to Shiso once more. "Shall we be off? There are still some preparations needed for this little trip." He spoke simply before leaping from the roof, heading off, assuming Shiso would folow.
Rosalia gave her word almost immediately though she wasn't sure what she was in for. However, when she caught a glimpse of the scars that marked her new friend's body she couldn't help but gasp. "S-sayuri... What... How did..." She couldn't get the words out properly and didn't even know what or how to ask. She was truly shocked. She wouldn't expect Sayuri to have such scars. She didn't think anybody would at just a glance. Even so, she wanted to know more. She couldn't just see Sayuri like this and NOT want to know either.
"Um... I can't say I have anything quite as interesting under my own clothes." She spoke trying to lighten the mood a bit, while also choosing her words wisely so as not to offend her friend. As she did she began to slow undress. "I understand if you wouldn't want to speak about it. It doesn't seem like it'd be such an easy subject to discuss." In moments she was also standing there in the nude ready to bathe. "But um... I'm here for you... You know?"
"I wouldn't lie about who I am." Lennox said calmly as he shrugged and looked away from Varg. "I'm a product of circumstance. I deal with things as best as I can. Do pretty damn good too." He grinned, but soon glanced at the door. "I've met a good amount of people. Some good. Some total shitholes. It'll some more time to gauge them, but for now I got no problems." He paused. That sounded a bit too goody goody for his taste. "Still. If Red proves to be a bad leader I'll have to make her step down. But till then, long as I can get what I wanna get done done, I'm just gonna ride it out. Ya know?" With that He'd answered all the questions and was about ready to lay down. We're gonna need to get this room set up tomorrow morning. At least make an effort to look like we can live and get along together. He sighed letting his thoughts roll about. Whatever.
Right! Sorry I have been gone. Had to take an extra semester of school and things got more hectic earlier than they were supposed to. I will try to keep a better post average and definitely get you guys something later in the day. My bad and I'll try and finish up the shopping stuff as quickly as possible. Grey thanks for handling stuff, this is why you know just about everything that's supposed to happen. One GM is out, another can fit the bill.
The long awaited opening post is here. You can probably tell, but this was a fair collaborative effort between us, mostly me and Kit with help from Grey, but now it is here and we’re ready to begin.
Who would have thought things would ever turn out even remotely close to a situation like this? For Yoshiaki Sugihara it must have seemed like something of a dream. Somehow in the course of two days it seemed as though he'd taken up the role of some kind of video game protagonist. Ever since that weird fox woman appeared with what was clearly a baby in his room. The explanation was vague, but he remembered it for the most part. Not everyday a baby gave you such a message.
"Hello, my name is Fon and this is Miss Shiso Volkov. You, Yoshiaki Sugihara, have been chosen as a candidate to be the 13th boss of a powerful mafia family known as the Vongola. Of course, you may decline the position, but I urge you to take 48 hours and decide. In this time you may not tell anybody of this. Not family, not even your closest friend."
The baby spoke calmly, making the information and choice fairly clear. But that wasn't all. Apparently six others would be approached to be his "Guardians" or something like that. They'd more or less be given the same info and told not to tell anyone either. Maybe it was something like a test. Maybe not. Yoshi couldn't really be too sure.
Still, no matter how much Yoshiaki thought about it, he just couldn't wrap his head around such a sudden turn of events. Part of him was ready to jump at the chance as soon as he heard it. It was something of a dream. But then he thought about his mother and sister and whether or not they would be put in harm's way because of it. He started thinking even beyond that. Would his home as whole suffer? All of Namimori? That actually made him laugh. Worrying about people he didn't know, he didn't care about. But it wasn't those idiots. There were a few people he knew that weren't so bad. Among them, was his best friend Rei too.
Now here he was. Two days later and heading to the roof of his school to give his decision. With each step he could feel as his resolve strengthened. Of course he would do it. He couldn't pass up a once in a lifetime chance like this. He was grinning. All he'd need to do is get strong enough to protect the people he cared about. Unlike a video game his life wasn't scripted and he could handle things. Even if these so called Guardians couldn't.
He was turning the last set of steps now. He heard voices. They were muffled, hard to make out, but still oddly familiar. Was everybody already there? That baby and that fox must have given everyone an earlier meeting time. ‘What the hell?! Am I supposed to be on display or some crap?! Who invites the boss last?!’ He let out a low growl as he grabbed the handle of the door and pushed it open. The sun shined, but holding his hand over his eyes like a visor he could see more or less. He was surprised for sure at the faces he was seeing. Rei, that pretty bastard Ayumu, the sneaky ass Hisaki, that business-y guy Sanji, and those newer kids Yuki and Sachiko. He knew everyone here!
"Well, it seems we're all here. Guardians, should he accept this offer, this will be your boss." The baby spoke before Yoshiaki could verbally react leaving his following words to be only his decision. "Saying yes will lead to an exciting, but extremely dangerous life. You must be ready to get stronger, to handle anything that comes your way, to kill or be killed." The baby continued. "Now, since your Guardians have made their decisions, it is all up to you."
Maybe it was the fact that he knew everyone here. Maybe it was because he knew his answer already. It could have been any number of things, but when Fon left it to him he couldn't help but grin again. He knew his answer. "There's no way in hell I'm passing up a chance like this. I'd be crazy not to wanna give it a shot." He was serious, determined to show it too.
The baby was calm, smiling having already guessed the outcome. "I told you Miss Volkov." He said calmly as he hopped off her head. "This one is a bit different from what the Vongola has become accustomed too. You can tell by the appearance alone." He chuckled lightly, small feet carrying him across the rooftop. "With that out of the way, Now it it is time for us to move on to the first order of business. Shiso, explain what we'll be doing." He said simply.
Shiso had been looking around at all the possible candidates with a very cheerful look on her face, though she was careful not to move her head about too much since Fon was on top of it. Once he had hopped off a small hum escaped her lips as she agreed with Fon "He’s rather different. Normally the Boss would pick someone much like themselves. I guess he really is desperate enough take the risk." She was talking as if the boy wasn't there for the time being, though she had respect for the leader's choice she had yet to see if this boy was worth it. When Fon told her to explain she gave a sharp nod.
"Your objective is simple. Camping. The mafia is big into it." He smirked a little, only to give a small yip when a slipper slammed into her forehead, tossed by Yuki and prompting her to continue proper. "This will help you build trust and allow us to test you. You have the rest of the day to pack and get some rest because you won't be getting much on the trip. I suggest that you spend this time together in order to get to know those you will one day work together with. Tomorrow morning at 8 sharp we will meet at Namimori Shrine. Oh and if you happen to change your minds...?" An almost sinister grin crossed her lips, the once cheery fox women looked more like a demon "I will have to drag you there myself." All at once her face returned to normal. "Ok?~”
Yoshiaki was taken aback by the sudden change in Shiso’s demeanor. It was somewhat odd. Unsettling. More so, he’d noticed when a slipper was tossed at her. Was she connected to that girl, Yuki was it? Well, it didn’t matter right now. “Welp, might as well get started.” He said calmly as he turned to leave, stretching his arms above his head. “Good meeting everyone.” He added expecting everything to more or less fall into place without much conflict.
